Ms. Zombie Killer
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- Votos 4
- Capítulos 3
"As you can see the Periodic table here, the elements are created by scientist. And like a few names on the Periodic table of Elements, they are named after the scientist, or country who created that specific element. - - - -"
"Blah, Blah, Blah. Do we even need to know these in the future when we get a job or something?" Standing up looking at my least favorite teacher.
" *sigh* It's nothing like that, but we should care for our studies like I do. And to recall your grades..."
"Listen. If I seem like I don't care about my grades, even thought I have strait B's. Why don't you drop me off this class like a hot potato and get over it? Hmm?"
"I would if I can."
"Sadly you can't. And why's that?"
"Shut it"
"Shut up" I mimicked.
"I will demand yo-"
"I will demand you shut up and teach about science you idiot."
"That's it! I-"
The speakers started to talk.
"This is your principal here speaking...We are in a middle of...of...a situation...please follow the teachers--"
Then we heard him scream with pain. Oh Fudge... We heard him shout and some groaning in the background. My classmates looks horrified at what they are hearing.
The class was so silent...
"Listen you idiots, I don't care if you die or not but ADIOS!" Our science teacher announced as he ran out of the room.
That little sick cookie ran away!
I looked at my classmates, looks like I'll be teaching them now. I pulled out a knife and shut the door, closed the windows but when I looked back, I looked at the
horrific sight I was seeing... a zombie got in from the left window and was bitting one of my classmates, the rest of them backed up in a corner. I acted quickly...
let's hope I acted fast enough.
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