The Vampire Teacher(Zonera) "Simran!", the words were out of my words before I could stop them. Why am I such a fool? I was at my school's parents evening and I had just spotted my friend like a zebra in a lion's stampede. Of course, the teacher's were the lions, eyeing their prey up and down, waiting for the right exact moment when they can take a nice juicy bite out of the stranded, troubled zebra's when they failed to complete their homework, or a question. It was just typical of me to yell out when poor Simmy was getting interrogated by the worst teacher in the school.

All eyes suddenly pounced on me. I could feel my skin itching with embarrassment and invisible hands clawed my back in shame. Simran was glaring at me, and I bet she wished I was dead. "Um...yeah, the, um...you know..." The teacher at the far end of the room sniggered devilishly, her horse - like teeth exposed vividly. I backed nervously away, my legs dribbling with sweat. Where was Mum? And Dad? Where did all the parents just go? Suddenly, the doors slammed shut behind me. I squealed with utter fright, my eyes popping and my hand shaking. What were they going to do to me? A cackle erupted from the neighbouring teacher. Then, just like a jolt of lightening, the table at the back end of the room (where the horse - teeth teacher sat) fell over with a ear - deafening cacophony. I managed to stutter with fright "M-miss!A little help here?" But of course, I only said it inside my head so no body heard it except from me. "OH dear, child. SOMEBODY has been in a little weenie spot of trouble, HAVEN'T they?", Miss Horsenell ( suits her) mimicked in a what was supposed to be an innocent, girl - like voice, inspecting her nails, hands on hips. But I knew this was a con before she pounced. I knew those devilish little eyes that darted surreptitiously behind that snake - skin hat, and I knew those horselike teeth were only a device to cover those gleaming fangs. Closer and closer she stumbled, hands outstretched, a workbook in one hand, a river of drool swinging down the side of her mouth. My heart was in my mouth, and I stumbled back until I was pinned helplessly onto the door. A scream erupted out of my O -shaped mouth as a devilish, wide grin exposed two white, gleaming fangs. Miss Horsenell's stench -like breath strangled my quivering nostrils and my stomach did a triple back flip as her pointy fingernails made a dent in my skin. I stared into her eyes and saw not just a strict, frustrated teacher, but a...VAMPIRE! And I thought they just existed in this girl in my class who EVERYONE hates! Her name is Sally Khachaturian, her with her red, itchy pimples, and her popping eyes always darting here and there looking for a juicy victim to savour. Anyway, A VAMPIRE breathed into my face, her gleaming eyes could almost stake an arrow through mine -they were so close! The VAMPIRE breathed into my face and... gave me detention? " Zonera Jazeera, GET yourselves INTO your senses, and CONNECT your brain BACK to your body RIGHT NOW, or you are going to get not only ONE detention, but TWO, for THREE BLOOMING HOURS!!!"
I blinked violently, then again and again. The classroom swam into vision, and as I looked around, I could see a close- up version of some...some... MAGNIFIED MARS CRATERS(???) "SIT DOWN!" The words blew my senses away.
Phew! It was just a dream! Oh heaven, phew! "Um...Miss, I just happened to be born clever, but YOUR LOUSY education JUST happened to RUIN me!", I foolishly blurted out, my mouth doing the talking, my brain protesting in agony and shame. "Well, EXCUSE ME! You were just DUMB, OK, when you were born, so I personally don't know what you're talking about. Mind you, I was pretty when I was young!"
"Ooh. If, you're so clever, sing a song about it then. Go on then. Go on!" I was determined to outdo her, no matter how many times I got detention. "OK. Easy. Roses are red, violets are blue. God made me pretty, what happened to YOU?", she sang triumphantly, ripping off her shirt with a single hand and doing Gangnam Style on the table top. That shut me up quick. Something told me that she wanted to do the same to me if we were ever left alone together. My teacher is the worst ever - but even I have to admit she's pretty smart. Mph. Not fair.
"Right children, Geography time. One thing to remember for today. If the world didn't suck, we would all fall off. Next, Religious Studies. One thing's for sure, Heaven won't accept me and Hell's afraid I'll take over so I'm stuck in the middle. That's life. Goodbye. Bell's gone. Go die." With those infamous words she parroted every lesson, she swiftly sat down and waved everyone off. I was the last to leave, and when I did, I saw a VERY peculiar object. Next to Miss Horsnell's desk, there was a pair of gleaming, sharp fangs...

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