a/n : middle school days really were hilarious...my class still is-

so yeah. nicola is based off me by personality and all, cause this is how i picture my school to get caught up in a horror. i decided to make the main characters/class a middle schooler one because i feel that it would be funnier to have seventh and eighth graders dealing with all this lmao.

yes every two grades is merged into one classroom, deal with it yall.

voila!

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   Twelve year old Nicola was laughing as she got off the bus, having yet again annoyed her friend, Matilda, by not letting her sleep.

   Matilda looked exhausted, and still wondered how Nicola could stay awake for one whole hour on a bus full of screaming.

   Well, if Nicola was part of the screams, she honestly wasn't surprised.

   A teacher opened the door for them and greeted them, Nicola cheerfully responding and sprinting in.

   But as soon as she stepped into the hallway, she felt as though something was off. Or missing.

   Staring at the suddenly looking blank walls, she tried to remember what was missing.

   Shrugging, she decided to shake the thought off. She turned to head to class, thinking of a way to make a dramatic entrance.

   She walked into class, and first thing she walked in on, was a debate and quite a few yells.

   "What happened?" she asked, confused. One of the guys, Mohammed, pointed to the desks.

   "The qurans are gone! They aren't in our desks, check!"

   "Say what?!" Nicola exclaimed, taking three big steps to her desk. She hung her bag on her chair and checked the desk.

   Sure enough, the quran that had been there the day before, was gone.

   Matilda then walked in looking half asleep, went over to her own desk, sat down, and proceeded to sleep.

   Nicola stared at her in disbelief.

   "MATILDA, GET UP!" she yelled, grabbing her math book from her desk and going to whack her in the head.

   "Ow, NICOLA!-"

   "Asalam Alaikum, students and teachers, today is January third, two thousand and twenty three, and also..."

   "Nicola, Mohammed, everyone take a seat, we'll discuss this after the assembly," the teacher whispered. Everyone took a seat and listened to the morning announcements.

   "...Please open the Quran to page one hundred and follow along with the reciter..."

   "Miss, we don't have them," Sam pointed out. "How do we follow along?"

   Miss Marya sighed. "Just listen for now. I'll ask the principal after."

   The recitation started, so everyone stopping talking and just listened.

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   After the recitation was done and the final announcement was said, Miss Marya left to go speak with the principal. Instantly, chatter resumed.

   "Did you all notice that the posters in the hallway have been taken down?" Emma asked. Sam nodded.

   Nicola finally realized what was missing in the hallways.

   "But why?" another questioned. Emma shrugged. "Dunno."

   Nicola got up, her math book still in hand, and peeked outside in the halls.

   "I'll clap really loud when Miss returns," she said, ironically, loudly, to her chattering class. They didn't respond to her, but it wouldn't be her problem if the teacher walked in to all their crazy chatter.

   But ten minutes passed, and Miss Marya did not return.

   "It's 9:32, where's the teacher?" Emma glanced at the clock. They were twelve minutes late in starting English class.

   "I dunno," Ali shrugged. Nicola frowned and peaked out into the hallway.

   No sign of Miss Marya.

   "Be right back," Nicola went to put down her math book before darting out of class. The principal's office wasn't very far from their class, so it didn't take too long to get there.

   She got to the door and knocked.

   "Come in," a voice answered. Nicola noticed that there didn't seem to be a second voice in the office.

   She opened the door and was rather surprised to only see the principal, Miss Zena, sitting at her desk like usual, sorting through papers.

   "Miss, has Miss Marya been in here? She said that she'd come to talk to you..?"

   Miss Zena looked up at her in confusion. "Marya never came today, Nicola, she has an appointment."

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   But Miss Marya's mysterious case was only the beginning.

   The start of a horror.

   First Miss Marya, who was next?

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A/N:

i get this seems rushed but the point of this story is to be comedy and horror so like...

opinions and comments would be appreciated too :p

IM SO EXCITED FOR THE OTHER CHAPTERS....EHEHEHEH

fun fact: this fic may be completed quicker than my other fics. It'll probs have from 30-40 chapters, i havent decided yet.

but it wont be too long. Like 35 is the max.

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