The teacher was a big chubby redhead he wore old-style glasses, a cyan color button up shirt, and red pants with black shoes. He has freckles on his face and a big nose. He stared at me and nick as if we were bugs invading his space. Nick just stood there in shock by how THAT'S our teacher. Not for the looks more for the first impression attitude. He walks over to me "aren't you two supposed to be in the cafeteria"
"We didn't want to eat" he sneers and walks away.
"What the hell was that about?" Nick was really confuse
"I don't know, the guy just came over as if he was gonna punch me" I was confused as well. We sat down in the back corner (because the main characters always sit in the back near the window) close by a big window. I started doodling in my sketchbook that Betty gave me, before... Ya know... Nick notice this.
"Something wrong?" Came out a sudden
"Why do you ask?"
"You're drawing in that sketchbook, you do that when you're upset"
"kinda true but kinda not, I draw for fun as well. I'm not a depressed boy"
"Fine fine" Nick sat behind me. We text or watch videos on our phones until the bell rang. The room flooded with students walking inside, like a zombie movie. The teacher, however, was at the board staring down at everyone one of them, including me and nick. The bell rang once again as he smacks down a long ruler, probably about 30 inches. The ruler was only metal, no safe edges and he held it as a trophy.
"My name is Mr, wart"
I whisper "wart? Like the one on your head"
A few people laugh and he stares our way. we went silent while keeping in the laughter. A girl almost gave us away but swallow it and looked as normal as possible. He looks around the room once to turn to the blackboard. The chalk scraping the wall hurt my ears, while he's talking. I cover my ears for a few seconds for my name to be called.
"BALTIMORE!"
I jolt up and look at him, his face was scrunched up and hot red. In my head, I thought he poured hot coffee on his face. He stood over me as a sweat falls from my face. He held out his ruler the SMACK! he swung it across my face leaving a red mark. Everyone gasps as I stare in shock. "Now pay attention," he said aggressively. I gulp, I look around the room. everyone stops what they were doing and paid attention quickly. He went on about math, I took notes while touching the stinging sensation on my cheek. I jolt each time I touch it, hurting worse than before. Now I knew, this means war.
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Baldis Basic (Baldi's Past)
Hayran KurguWe all know the teacher that's smacks you with a ruler if you failed his test. He's nice at times and horrible another. He's, not all bad as it seems. we don't truly know anything about him.