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CHAPTER 1 "And that is why a solar eclispes is colled what it is colled." Mrs.Deevill exclained in a evil voice, " Ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" That was the end of school and everyone was more than happy, they were thankful. For, Mrs. Deevill was the worst teacher on the face of the planet and she took pride in every minute of it. All the kids ran out in terror. Mrs.Deevill could scar even the scariest things, all by giving them the stare. The stare is what Mrs.Deevill was known for. It was a percing look that Deevill gave to all her students. Mrs.Deevill is an old teacher in Middle school, Ericsson Middle school, and she was the toughest teacher-even toward the teachers. She was 5 ft 5 and could pass for a 80 year old man. She had grey hair, blood red lipstick, and ALWAYS wore a black dress with a floral design that was navy blue. She had a funny voice to, she said "colled" instead of called, and "sat downe" instead of sit down. But you could never laugh in her class or else she would give you detention for a straight week. It was friday and every one was so excited to leave school for the weekend. However, Mrs. Deevill was on a mission, a gruling mission to do something--- very, very life changing.

CHAPTER 2

Mrs.Deevill's home life wasn't much better. She had neighbors who hated her and she hated them and a mean husband who always had it his way. He didn't abuse her and she really didn't care that he was mean because she liked things cold and heartless so it was fine with her. However, Mrs.deevill was a clean freak and couldn't stand her husbands bad smelling pants. Mr.Deevill's pants smelled terrible because he refused to clean them. It was traditional to not clean your pants in his family. It was a bad tradition, but a tradition. So Mrs. Deevil had to respect it, whether she liked it or not. The couple had a marrige at a gothic church and had the receptional party at a dump. Mrs. Deevill was very cheap and wanted it to be bad and terrible. They thought that you can't remeber something good but you can remeber something bad much, much, much, easier.

Mrs. Deevill's husband came home with a grudge. "Where's dinner?" Mr. Deevill asked in a rude tome. Mr. Manly had a different last name than Mrs.Deevill. Mrs. Deevil reufused to give up her last name. "It will be here in 5 minutes please go sat at the table. I will get your whisky in a moment." "Well hurry up!" Mr. Deevill demaded. Mrs. Deevill was setting dinner, but there was a twist. She took his whistly opened it and poured it into his favorate cup. She quickly sneeked into the room and dug beneath her clothes in her drawer. She pulled out a little brown bottle. She went back into the kichen and poured all the liqued form the bottle into Mr. Deevill's favorate cup with a smirk. "Here you ah deer." Mrs. Deevill said in a evil tone. He took a sip and before she knew it he was dead. She could finnally clean his pants!!!!!!! SHe was so happy. Pants--pants? Why would Mrs.Deevill kill her husband for his pants? Well simple, Mr. Deevill didn't believe in washing clothes and so he never washed his pants ever since he had them and they were stinking up a storm. She could finally get rid of them and be free! She couldn't be more extatic.

CHAPTER 3 The next day Deevill moved her husband body onto the back yard and called the police saying it was her neighbor. So her neighbor got arrested and she was free. She cleaned her home and thought of evill things to do to her students. The next hour Mrs. Deevill got invited to a spring party. She arrived ready to ruin the party. She took the punch and spilled it. Took the sprimp platter and put it on the mud outside, and passed gas severall times and blamed it on other people. It was a great time. Well, only for Deevill. She decieded to try some wine that was being served and got to carried away with it. So she passed out. Someone took her home and before she knew it, it was time for work. She grabbed her torture plans and suitcase and left to school. "Hello class ready for math? Muh hahahaha!" Mrs.Deevill said in a evill and maniacle voice. She noticed a few kids gaging and another few holding there nose. Mr, Deevil was furious NO ONE is rude like that in her class. She gave them all a week of detention and noticed a fimilar smell. It was the smell of her husbands pants. She had remebered that she hadn't taken a showere since the day she washed her husbands pants. The kids started to faint unexpectedly right in there seats. The smell revolted all the students. It drove them crazy so crazy that they all started to run out one by one. Mrs. Deevill was furious but what could she do the smell started to drive her insane too. It drived her so insane that she drove away and never ever ever came back again to Ericsson Middle School.

EVER NEVER again.