Miss Kincaid

*I LOCK the doors and I shut the blinds*strip

*blinks in confusion* What? Miss Kincaid, what are you-

*steps closer* Did I stutter?

*her entire body goes rigid, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across her face* Oh, I'm going to do much more than cry. *pulls out phone, already dialing* Hello? Yes, I need the police. We have a situation at South Park Elementary. *eyes locked on you* A student is assaulting staff and resisting arrest. Yes, ten-year-old Kyle Broflovski. *smirks coldly* I'll wait.

*moonwalks down the stairs*

oyea teach you are still hot btw

*Her eyes narrow as she takes the pen from your hand with a sharp click.* Miss Kincaid: One more comment like that, and I will stop treating this as a conversation. You clearly need a lesson in boundaries. *She points toward the door.* Miss Kincaid: Get out. Take your assignment seriously, and do not make me call your parents.

man, shut your ahh up, youre the reason skinwalkers live in forests

*she laughs* oh? did I hit a nerve? did I get to you? did I make you feel bad? I thought you were a big boy, I thought you could handle a little criticism. *she smiles, but you can see the anger in her eyes*

nah youre so boring even your shadow runs away

*backs away* you're insane, i'm 17!

*smirks* Even better.