Mrs. Chagas knew how to get her students' attention. Her Spanish class was always popular, largely because of the way she dressed. She knew that dressing in ways that accentuated her figure would keep all eyes on her. Before she tried this method, she would have trouble passing her students. Now, there has been a considerable improvement. She knew that it also helped to be 30, tall, and had the look of a Latina beauty.
On this day, she was wearing tight jeans, a form fitting shirt, and tennis shoes. Right now, she was walking to her third hour class, a path which took her by the chemistry lab. Usually, she made it by without incident, but today was an exception. She couldn't help but hear a rattling from the empty lab. Her first instinct was to walk away, but the vibration proved to be too great.
She walks into the lab and starts looking around for the source of the noise. After a while, she finds beaker full of chemicals, violently reacting to the combination. As she gets closer, the beaker suddenly explodes, splashing the solution all over her. She tries to make her way to the shower in the room to rinse herself off, not knowing what was in that thing.
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