MR. PROCK
Monday morning we all walked into class and waited for Mrs. Silverman to enter. We turned to her desk and saw this weird creature sitting in her chair. “Hello boys and girls. My name is Mr.Prock.”
“Hey Scum-For-Brains! What did you do to our teacher?” Cassidy snarled.
“If you all shut up and bow to me she’ll be just fine!” Mr. Prock replied threateningly.
The class dashed to the door, but the gooey thing known as Mr. Prock had locked it! Mr. Prock came closer and closer to us. The kids had no choice but to do what he commanded. Mr. Prock forced them to spring clean the whole class room!
Cassidy, Gina, and Maria knew they had to put a stop to him. “We need to do something quick!” Gina said.
“I know,” Maria replied, “We should tackle him to the floor, tie him up, and call the police on him!”
“You’re right! We need to stop that stink pot jerk!” Cassidy shouted.
“Why don’t we do something that’s not going to get us in trouble, like calling the principal so he can tell Mr. Prock not to be so mean and evil to us,” reasoned Gina.
The girls continued to argue about what they should do.
Mr. Prock heard the girls planning. He made everyone work eleven million times harder because of their plan! And all the whispering that was going on.
The class had enough. “Get that goofy freak!” Cassidy screamed.
The kids ran to get him. SLAM! The door opened so fast and hit the wall so hard that it made one of the bookshelves fall over. “STOP! Don’t touch Mrs. Turner!” a voice yelled. It was Mrs. Silverman!!
“Mrs. Turner?” the class asked.
“Yes, it was all a scam to make you behave,” explained Mrs. Silverman. The class was so angry. “I’m sorry but you have been the second worst class ever. I’m tired of it!”
Even though the class was mad they stopped misbehaving and turned into the best class Mrs. Silverman ever had!