Nightmare

"TREVOR. JORDAN. Pay attention!" Mr. Warlock said. He was having the most complicated day ever, ever since Jordan came to town. She always asked questions, never knowing even one answer to a problem, and everyone wondered why she was even accepted to this elite school. She has been poking and prodding into his personal life even thought she just arrived to Lakewood High last week. She suspected Mr. Warlock to be some kind of Warlock. Creative, eh? But this time she was getting on his nerves. After school he would finally attempt to get Jordan to-

Jordan chuckled to a joke Trevor whispered. LOUD.

"SHUT UP!" Mr. Warlock rumbled. The students gaped in surprise at the hot tempered sub. Yes, that's correct. Mr. Warlock was a sub. Not their real teacher, at least right now he isn't. Their real teacher had been in the hospital for two weeks due to a tumor growing in her kidney. Ms. Tallican had been the nicest, sweetest teacher in Lakewood High but ever since her tumor the students from her class had been living complete-

"Hello? Mr. W? I know Jordan was laughing loud but it isn't her fault... Don't blame her for what I said." Trevor was standing up indignantly by his desk, but you could slightly hear the bravado lurking in his voice. Nothing like Trevor to save the day.

"I DON'T care, Trevor, keep reading chapter 4 of whatever we're reading right now. Jordan, stay after school... I have something to talk to you about." The students glanced nervously at each other, some exchanging knowing looks. Some silently giggled at the idea of what might happen to Jordan, being alone with Mr. Warlock.

"Y-yes, Mr. W..." Jordan stuttered. She was totally lost of words. Jordan had never faced a teacher this strict. Frightful images of possible punishments she would receive filled her mind.

Jordan hurried down the hallways, not resting for fear of being late to get an even more severe punishment. The door to Mr. W's room was starting to slowly coming to view and she reluctantly entered the stuffy room. "Mr. Warlock? You in here?" no reply. Phew, he had forgotten about her punishment. Wait, what's that rustling noise in the corner? "Mr. Warlock..." SCREECH. Jordan jumped in surprise, backing away from the corner. Her heart was pounding in fear.

"BOO!"

"AAAH!" Jordan yelled and picked up the nearest and closest thing she could use as a weapon and chucked it at the corner where the rustling was. She then heard a groan.

"Ow! Jordan, stop it's just me! I came to help your misery go by smoother. No need to be throwing rulers!"

The voice was familiar. "Trevor?" Trevor rose out of the pile of jumbled papers and showed a cocky smile. "Hellooo Jordan. Need any help?" he asked. "Trevor! What are you doing here? Get out, if Mr. Warlock finds you with me I swear he'll-"

"I'll what?" Interrupted a husky voice. It was Mr. W. "Rip you to shreds?" He gave a sly smirk. The students stared in fear of Mr. Warlock's sudden approach. Surprisingly, he chuckled himself. "Don't worry, I don't bite. Anyways, run along Trevor, you're not needed here."

"But-"

"I said you're not needed here. Now go off and join your own girlfriend, Leslie." Trevor's face reddened, and he speedily 'walked' past the door. Jordan's face fell. "Now now, Jordan, don't pout like that. You're not in trouble." he said.

"I'm not...?"

"No, you aren't. I'm here to make a deal. Before you say anything, let me explain. The deal is for you to stop asking nonsensical questions. I'll give you my PERSONAL address for you to come anytime to ask a question. Now, don't think I'd let you off that easily. In order for me to to give it to you, you have to swear on your LIFE to me one thing. NEVER come on Friday the Thirteenths. That is all."

Jordan's face morphed back to her happy, joyful self. "Really?! You'd do that for me! Thank you! Thank you so much Mr. Warlock." As she was skipping happily to the door, she almost forgot. "Oh, and I promise I won't come on Friday... The Thirteenths, right? Okay, bye! Have a nice day."

Jordan was pacing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. She had no idea what to do about the Math Test next Monday. Her golden brown hair swayed side to side as she was pacing down the hall.

"Ow!" Jordan bumped into someone. She looked up and guess who it was? Trevor. "Hi Jordan! I couldn't help but notice you... walking up and down the hall?" God, he was so stupid he didn't know what pacing was. "I was wondering why you were uh, um-"

"Pacing." She interrupted. He could be such a pain with his ignorance. "Anyways, do you know what day it is?"

"Uh... I think it's Friday the 14th." Trevor looked like he was about to blow up. His face was all red, his nose crinkled, his eyebrows in it's 'thinking' position, and he was counting with his fingers.

"Er, okay then. Thanks, see you around." Jordan mumbled as she was walking away. Maybe she could visit Mr. Warlock today and get him to sort of tutor her. If that was the case, she'd probably have to text Mom first. Or me. Jordan thought about it and texted me instead.
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Jordan:
Hey sis, heading 2 teacher's plc for Math Practice.

Coraline:
Don't be late for dinner.

Jordan:
K.
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