Apocalypse


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3. Reed Black

“Then we're going to mix the green chemical with the blue chemical.” Not.

I'm not the one to “follow directions” in chemistry. My parents always said I had a way of doing things on my own. This, is one of them.

Hmmm, lets see. Let's mix the green with the yellow and then with the purple. Hopefully it would cause a chemical reaction to-

“HOLY MCSHIZZLE!WHAT IS THIS?!” Oops. This can't be good.

“Mr.Reed. Would you like to explain?” Mr. Smith said in a stern voice. I keep silent, staring at Mr.Smith. “Please take a look at Alexis and tell me what you see.”   

“Well, sir… her hair’s blue.”

“And my mother will kill me!”

“What flowers would you like me to bring to your funeral?”

“Oh my GOD!” I fully expected her to set into fanning her face with her hands, like you see in the movies - “OH MY GOD I BROKE A NAIL FAN ME GET MORE FANS!” - but instead, she slapped me across the face. “I’d like some indication that you’re dead, Reed!”

“Miss Sterling, I think you-” I began, knowing that whatever I said next would actually make her throw me out the window.

“You’re not the teacher, are you? Then f-”

Miss Sterling!” Mr. Smith began. “You just got back in class and you’re already cussi-”

“-ck off, Reed, and fix my hair while you’re at it!” Alexis raised her voice over Mr. Smith’s, and frantically pulled at her hair. The blue chemical was beginning to set into her roots, so it looked like she’d been born with blue hair. Some even trickled over her eyebrows, turning them blue.

“Uh….”

“Then we're going to mix the green chemical with the blue chemical.” Not.

I'm not the one to “follow directions” in chemistry. My parents always said I had a way of doing things on my own. This, is one of them.

Hmmm, lets see. Let's mix the green with the yellow and then with the purple. Hopefully it would cause a chemical reaction to-

“HOLY MCSHIZZLE!WHAT IS THIS?!” Oops. This can't be good.

“Mr.Reed. Would you like to explain?” Mr. Smith said in a stern voice. I keep silent, staring at Mr.Smith. “Please take a look at Alexis and tell me what you see.”   

“Well, sir… her hair’s blue.”

“And my mother will kill me!”

“What flowers would you like me to bring to your funeral?”

“Oh my GOD!” I fully expected her to set into fanning her face with her hands, like you see in the movies - “OH MY GOD I BROKE A NAIL FAN ME GET MORE FANS!” - but instead, she slapped me across the face. “I’d like some indication that you’re dead, Reed!”

“Miss Sterling, I think you-” I began, knowing that whatever I said next would actually make her throw me out the window.

“You’re not the teacher, are you? Then f-”

Miss Sterling!” Mr. Smith began. “You just got back in class and you’re already cussi-”

“-ck off, Reed, and fix my hair while you’re at it!” Alexis raised her voice over Mr. Smith’s, and frantically pulled at her hair. The blue chemical was beginning to set into her roots, so it looked like she’d been born with blue hair. Some even trickled over her eyebrows, turning them blue.

“Uh….”

“You don’t know how to fix this, do you?” Mr Smith asked.

“No, sir.”

“Principal’s office, Mr. Black.”


 

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