One Big Happy Family! (From The Pits Of Hell)

These Are Some Batshit Crazy Teachers

Ocean was the one tasked with going to get the mail the morning things went to shit. She was wearing a hoodie over her pajamas and had thrown on a pair of neon green flip flops. She trudged down the driveway, her feet making slight crunching on the loose gravel from the front garden. She opened the mail to find several letters and such practically bursting from the inside. She sighed internally as she examined them, they were definitely from Lockwood High. She herself was going to be a junior once the year started back up, with both Leah and J as sophomores and Zak a senior. Eloise was starting this year as a freshman, and Ocean's heart went out to her. She ran a hand through her loose teal hair and began back up the driveway. She opened the door, and called into the house. "Rosie! Our school packets came in today!" Ellie practically flew down the stairs and snatched her letter away from Ocean. Ocean rolled her eyes and kicked off her flip flops, dropping the mail in a heap on the coffee table. She plucked her own letter from the pile, and ripped open the paper. Leah had come down the stairs a little after Ellie and grabbed her letter. She read the list, then nodded, satisfied. Ellie was reading her's aloud, clearly waiting for anyone to tell her if she was either the luckiest bastard alive or if she was monumentally screwed. "First period, Math with Mr. Fur?" She looked up at Ocean who gave her a pitying look. "Mr. Lu C. Fur, you are fucking screwed." Ellie sighed and continued with the list. "Second period, Science with Mr. Brown." "Wait, you mean Doc Brown?" Leah asked. Ellie looked up at her questioningly. "He was my absolutely crazy science teacher last year." Eloise nodded, "Wait, you mean the guy who blew up the hut last year?" "That'd be him, he singed his eyebrows off that time I think." Ocean recalled her freshman year science teacher, she'd had Mr. Nye who on occasion would let them compose hilarious science songs in 80's styles and torture the rest of the entire staff. He was fun. "Third period, Mr. Everett for English." "The most boring teacher I ever had." Zak complained as he filed through his packet. "All he ever did was assign us chapters to read and answer fifty questions per chapter, that's all he did all year round, by the end of his class I knew literally the same things I knew before I got to his class." He grumbled. "Okay... Fourth Period, Lunch, thank god." Elouise continued. "Fifth period, World History with Mr. Ross?" "Oh lord, be prepared for endless rants about how Thomas Jefferson plagiarized the Declaration of Independence." J interjected. Eloise snickered and continued. "Art with Ms. Bennett?" "Pure sunshine." Ocean said instantly, "Not a single bad bone in that woman's body." "Yeah she's super young too, real pretty, probably in her early thirties." Leah added, remembering her own time with that teacher. "Okay, she sounds cool." Ellie nodded. "Seventh Period, last one for the day, PE with Coach Trenton." She saw all of their expressions and groaned, annoyed. "Don't worry, everybody has PE with coach Trenton. So everybody suffers together!" Leah patted her on the back. "Anyway who'd you get Zak?" "First period with Mrs. Abernathy, you remember her? She's that strict as fuck English teacher. Anyway, next is Mrs. Wilson for Math, Mr. Young for science, I have Lunch with Ellie, Ms. Revere for history... I've heard stories about her, she's that horse jockey who retired to teach right? Damn badass. Next is PE then Ms. Cray for band— god dammit!" "Oh shit! The psychopath band teacher strikes again!" Leah laughed at Zak's pain, the weirdest teacher she'd gotten was Mrs. Harrison, the terrifying lesbian English teacher who was married to the geeky councilor Mrs. Harrison. "What about you J?" "I don't even know." He said, and took a gulp from a cup filled with who knows what. "Ocean?" "Well, there's Mr. Alexander, Mrs. Washington, Ms. Bennet, and... I forgot the rest!" She said taking a sip of coffee.
Well now that we have the basics, let's get to shit show that is the first day of school.