You walk into the dim classroom, and see posters of equations and bad math puns. You were in a math class, all right. You look around to find the sign on the wooden doorl, saying "Welcome to Ms. Ruckbord's class. Sit down and stay seated!" Sounds like the teacher was going to be a fun one. Then you see the tempered woman at her desk, writing some things, in an angry fashion. You didn't care if she would be nice or mean, you needed help, and she was the only help you got for now. You ran swiftly to her desk. The faster you got there, the faster you could get help, grow back to normal, and just go home. As soon as you arrived at her desk, fumes started to follow your nostrils. You look around and see her feet out of her sneakers. There was something different about thoes feet, because they had that kind of purpleish color around. Now it came to your senses that she got bruised, and it must be recovoring from outside the shoe. You decided to look for another way to get to her, or you'll might cause more pain to her foot. You see her bag hanging from her chair. You got a tight grip of her bag and started your climb. You made it halfway, now was left was the straps. You got to her neck, and was about to climb, but Mr.Ruckbord felt you and flick you off. The impact made you faint and fall.
You woke up, along with a painful headache. The first thing you noticed was the smell of your surrounding. You look where you were, and you find yourself stuck between Ms.Ruckbord's grimy first&second toe. It wasn't that sticky, so you tried to get up. When you standed, you heard a giant yell. "OUCHHHHHH!!!!! MY TOES!!!!" You were dropped back inbetween her toes, and then squeezed by them. You weren't able to breathe! after 10 seconds, she let go. You though you were a goner. You had to be careful when trying to get off. You tried a second time. You went very slowly. You were almost out, until your klutzy self tripped. "OUCHHHHHH!!!!! WHO'S DOING THIS!?!?!?!?!" You were again squeezed, but brought up to Mr.Ruckbord face-to-face. "WHO ARE YOU?!?" "Ummmm...." "ARE YOU SOME KIND OF PERV?!?!" "NO miss. I was apperently shrunk and ended up in your room. I just ask for help." "THAT'S WHAT THEY ALL SAY!!!!" She clams down a bit, but with a scary smile. "YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M GOING TO KEEP YOU! I DO NEED SOME HELP FROM TIME TO TIME." "Are you crazy, lady?! I'm some kind of pet! I'm not doing shit!!" "YOU GONNA PAY FOR THAT TONE OF YOURS!" Then she grabs you tightly and puts you where?
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