Noah was in his eighth period physics class, who he happened to have with Jason. Poor Jason. He was holding his head in his hands.

"What's the matter?" Noah asked him.

"I'm still traumatized from this weekend." Jason looked like his soul left his body and was never coming back. "I tried telling my mom about the talking apples, but she didn't believe me."

"Aw don't worry." Noah patted his shoulder. Then he got real close and whispered, "I won't tell anyone that you're a murderer."

"Oh my god." Was all Jason could say.

The eighth period physics class was a special one to the children of Marcus Outlook high. That was all thanks to their amazing teacher Mr. Watts. This was the Mr. Watts who cared deeply for his students and did an amazing job teaching them. Even outside of school he was like a father to many of these kids. He was a saint and everyone who'd ever met him had a special place in their heart for him. He's amazing, and even I, the author, hope nothing bad ever happens to him.

The door shot open.

"Your teacher is fucking dead!"

Instead of the regular teacher walking in, it was the principal, Mr. Brandese.

"Hello children," he started, "I'm sorry to announce that your dear science teacher has been killed. So you get a new teacher!"

The whole class was in shock. I'm shocked.

"Aw don't give me that look. Instead, give a warm welcome to your new physics teacher!"

Then a tall thing walked in. Now when I say "thing", I mean he doesn't look human. He looks more like a cat with a human body, and goat legs. Actually, you know what? That's pretty normal I'd say.

"What the fuck is that?" Jason looked more terrified than he did before. He seemed to be the only one who was scared, or at the very least, questioning this.

"I know tragedy has struck and life will never be the same, but i think we should give him a chance Jason. I know no one can replace our old teacher, especially after Mr. Watts worked so hard on that bake sale to keep the science club open last year, remember? He had to make 5,897 cupcakes in two days! Anyways, we have to give this guy a chance."

"First of all, that never happened, you weren't even here last year. Second, He's a fucking cat Noah!"

"Jason, are you racist?" Noah asked in disappointment. Jason stared at him in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me!?"Jason was again, scared for his life.

The teacher walked up to the class, and started talking.

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"Hello my dear students! How are you today?" Yep a talking cat-thing, we're doing this, and for some reason you're still reading.

"I'm doing great sir! And welcome to our school! We appreciate you!" Yelled out Noah.

"Why thank you dear. By the way, my name is Mr. Cahugo. I'll be your teacher, and a close friend." He was totally giving off some real creepy vibes.

Jason was still afraid. He didn't know what was going on. The teacher started asking for the names of the students. Noah was the first to answer.

"I'm Noah Sanrijah! I'm 17 years old and I live at 1838273 West Envers street!" Noah said.

"Oh what a wonderful name! And a wonderful home, I've seen it before." Said mr. Cahugo. "What is your lab partner's name?"

"Noah." jason said, "please don't tell him my na-"

"HIS NAME IS JASON CRUTON!" Noah blurted out before Jason could even properly plead with him.

Jason banged his head on the desk.

"I hate you Noah." Jason said with his head still on the desk.

"D'awww I love you too!"

The teacher walked up slowly to Jason.

"Hello, Jason. We are going to be good friends, right?" Mr. Cahugo whispered.

Jason looked up at him. Their faces were three inches apart. At this point he'd rather be eating those apples from the food mart right now than this. Like I said before, poor Jason.

Mr. Cahugo walked back to his desk and listened to all the students' names. With each name, he got somehow creepier, and the only one who noticed was Jason. Noah, on the other hand, was enjoying the new teacher, despite the fact that he was definitely not like Mr. Watts.

"Okay children, we are going to go outside and catch butterflies! Doesn't that sound fun?" Said mr. Cahugo.

"This is a physics class, not biology." Jason said. No one listened to him and instead started to form a line at the door.

The children followed Mr. Cahugo outside, into the back courtyard, you know, the one with no cameras, or any other adults watching.

The kids got nets, and jars, and started catching lots of beautiful, brightly colored, butterflies! Well, not Jason of course, because unlike everyone else, he did not enjoy the teachers' company.

Noah walked up to Jason holding something carefully in his hands.

"Hey look Jason! I caught a Palos Verdes Blue!" Noah said excitedly. He was holding a small pretty butterfly on his finger. "I'm pretty sure they're not native to Ohio though."

"Woah, I've never heard of that type. To be fair I only know, like, two butterfly types." Jason was secretly amazed by Noah. He can be a real idiot but he seemed to be pretty darn good at science.

"Yeah, isn't it cool!" Noah looked so happy.

Mr. Cahugo walked up to them to see what they were talking about.

"What a nice butterfly!" Said mr. Cahugo, as he grabbed the butterfly from Noah, and put it in his mouth, and ate it.

"Oh. Those… those are endangered." Said Noah with a hint of agony. he was a little sad that the butterfly had been eaten.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Jason said to Mr. Cahugo, noticing that Noah was upset.

"Sorry. I truly am." Said Mr Cahugo.

"You freaking dumbass cat-thing!"

Mr. Cahugo stared at Jason for about five seconds, and then leaned down and whispered to Noah.

"Is your friend... A racist?"

"Yeah, it's very disappointing. And he's a murderer!" Noah replied.

"I'M NOT A RACIST OR MURDERER! GOD DAMN YOU NOAH! I WAS DEFENDING YOU!" Jason yelled. Then he realized that it'd be better for him if he just walked away. So he did just that.

When they all lined up to go back to class there were significantly less students in their class.

******

After school Noah texted Jason, trying to start up a conversation, but Jason just replied with an emoji that can only be described as someone who has lost all light and hope in their life. Seeing this, Noah decided to go to bed early.

He closed his eyes for about a second but immediately opened his eyes again due to the feeling of something soft rubbing against his face. He had opened his eyes to the sight of Mr. Cahugo, caressing his face and holding a large knife.

"Oh, I thought you were already asleep." Mr. Cahugo said.

"What are you doing in my room?" Said Noah. "Are you magical?"

"Y-yes! I am here to make you happy! Here, drink this Kool-Aid!" Mr. Cahugo said, as he brought out a cup of Kool-Aid from seemingly nowhere.

"Okay!" Said Noah as he took the cup like an idiot.

But before he could even take a sip, Jayden walked in.

"Okay what the hell, Noah." Jayden said.

"He's my new physics teacher!"

"Yeah, hell no." Jayden said as he threw a brick, that Noah for some reason had on his desk, straight at Mr. Cahugo's head.

Mr. Cahugo tried to make a break for it but the brick made a straight impact with the back of his head, and he instantly fell down. Noah ran to his side, and picked his head up.

"Don't die on me, Mr. Cahugo! I can't lose another physics teacher!" Noah screamed.

"It's ok, my student. I am a horrible person." Mr Cahugo coughed.

"No you're not! Wait, you're a person?"

"Yes I am. And I came here in your room, to eat you. " and then Mr Cahugo died.

"Oh." Said Noah, and he dropped Mr. Cahugo's head harshly on the floor.

Jayden just looked at Noah. Noah looked at Jayden. Then they both looked at Mr. Cahugo's body.

"Wanna help me hide a body?" Noah asked him.

"Sure." Jayden replied.

And so the brothers dragged the c

at-human-goat man to the nearest pet cemetery and buried him in the ground.

An author's note about this chapter:

What the fuck did i just write?