This choice: Art class with Miss Mason. • Go Back...Chapter #4Miss Mason's Art Class by: Unknown You smacked your forehead. Of course you had art class today. How could you be so stupid? You took a sigh of relief, always glad to be around Miss Mason. She could unknowingly harm you from time to time due to her rather oblivious nature, but she meant well. You raced off to her classroom, knowing you only had a few minutes to get there. At least the halls were empty, meaning no incidents could occur on your way there.
You rushed into the classroom, just as Miss Mason was closing the door to her room. She didn't notice you enter the room, and even crushed you under her heel as she walked back to her desk. You snuck under all of the students on your sprint to your desk, which was positioned all of the way in the back of the room. You scaled the desk and stood waiting on top of it, smiling warmly at your teacher. It appeared that not a single person had seen you enter the room.
“Alright class! Today I have a special little project for you.” Miss Mason's angelic voice rang out. “I'm sure all of you creative geniuses will love this one. On your desk is a big glob of gummy material. Everyone familiar with gummy material?” The class nodded.
You looked in front of you, and sure enough there was a huge pile of gummy material sitting there. The giant glob was actually bigger than you were. You didn't know how you hadn't noticed it before. The clump of gummy was a seamless tan shade, not too far off from your own tan body color. You couldn't help but shudder slightly.
Glancing back up, you noticed that Kat and Ana weren't anywhere to be seen. This was odd, as they usually had a pretty good attendance record. You wondered where they might be, but Miss Mason continued before you could put more thought into it.
“So class, the project that I want you to work on today is quite simple.” Miss Mason grinned. “Make whatever you want. Take this silly little gummy blob and turn it into whatever your precious little heart desires. You could make a statue, or a vase, or even some gummy clothing for those of you more crafty people. And if anyone is concerned about the properties of gummy...” Miss Mason ducked behind her desk, and lifted a large plastic tub onto her desk.
“...I have this!” Miss Mason beamed, and you felt your blood run cold. The side of the plastic tub read “Beta4”. “This is a huge tub of a liquid substance called Beta4. It reacts uniquely with gummy material, and instantly hardens the gummy into whatever form you put it into. It will stay that way forever, until it comes into contact with some special solvent. I don't have any though, so you'll need to find your own. The solvent is hard to come by.”
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Your art teacher had a tub full of the most dangerous chemical in the world, and not a single drop of the solvent needed to defeat it? If anything bad happened during this class, it could easily mean the end of your life.
“Also, I have one more thing to share before we begin. After you finish your creation and dunk it into the Beta4, I'm allowing you to take it home. You can keep it forever, and do whatever you want with it!” The entire class cheered, but you had heard enough. You needed to get out of this class, and fast. You walked forward and were just about to raise your voice to speak when disaster struck.
A girl had walked to the back of the class to sharpen her pencil. For some reason, she had taken a full stack of five textbooks with her. On her way back to her seat, she tripped on someone's bookbag and spilled her text books. The heavy books came slamming down onto you, instantly squashing you and the gummy material blob flat. The girl quickly picked up her books, but the damage was done. You and the glob were both flat as pancakes.
The girl wasn't finished though. Seeing what she had done, she set her books aside and attempted being helpful. She grabbed you in one hand, not recognizing you, and the glob in the other, and shoved both together. Your gummy body and the gummy glob collided, and you immediately felt yourself adhering to the sticky substance. The girl molded you and the glob several times, until it once more resembled a perfect glob of gummy material. She then walked back to her seat.
This was terrible. Your body was now partially absorbed into this big blob of gummy material, making any possible reformation impossible without outside help. To make matters worse, the tan clothing you had picked out at the kindergarten blended in perfectly with the tan gummy material. The only parts of you that were visible were your hands, feet, and face, but they only differed but a slight shade. You were essentially invisible.
A minute later, you overheard several voices talking at the front of the room. It seemed that two girls had arrived late, and eagerly wanted to get started on the project.
“It looks like Jill's table is open. She must not have shown up today.” You heard Miss Mason say, sealing your fate. “You girls can go there. Or the table beside hers. That one is also empty.” Two pairs of footsteps walked closer and closer to where you were trapped, and you heard feminine giggles. Do the girls sit at your table, and if so, who are they?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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