This is NOT a classroom

This is NOT a classroom

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Chapter 1 "I like KCF!" I absolutely hated school and all that came with it; well; that's until I met Mrs A-H. Don't ask me what "A-H" stands for because hard as we tried; she refused to tell us and each time we tried to persist and make her tell us, she gave us this evil look which sent shivers down our spines. When we discovered that the head teacher was dead-scared of her; we gave up trying. Yes, I mean it; the head teacher Mr Oakley was actually scared of Mrs A-H; everyone was scared of Mrs A-H. I can still remember the first day she came into our classroom. It was a normal Friday morning; the bell had gone but our teacher hadn't arrived so, we were all mocking about. Suddenly, the door flung open and "Hello!" came this massive voice which sounded like a man's with a feminine hint. We all turned in chorus to see this fat lady waddling into our classroom. Normally, we would have burst into laughter but as if we'd all been hypnotised, we said "hello!" in return. As she settled her big bag with a pile of books on the floor, she said "my name is Mrs A-H and I like KFC chicken." The whole class burst into uncontrollable laugher! She put her hand up and said "can you all be quiet please?" but no one listened. So, after saying it twice without result; she banged her hand on the desk and shouted "SHUUUUTTT up!" and bingo! All went silent. "Good" she said with a nod and a smile and called out the names on the register. Done with it; she wrote the topic "Balanced Diet" on the whiteboard and turned around to face the class. "Well, today's topic is quite an interesting and important one because as young people, you need to be taught all the good reasons for eating a balanced diet. If you don't, you'll end up looking like me." We all wanted to burst into laughter again but fear and respect for this crazy teacher restrained us. Turning to the left-side of the room, she pointed at Sam and said "hey boy, what's your n
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"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.

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