Prank War/Ashley/Hot Sauce

From Create Your Own Story

Ashley grabbed a bottle of hot sauce. She didn't hold just any hot sauce, but Blair's Mega Death Sauce. Her dad loved the stuff, and it was suppose to be over 650 times stronger than a jalapeƱo.

After lunch, the students settled into their afternoon classes. Drowsy from the effects of lunch and boring classes, Jennifer had fallen asleep.

Ashley looked at her, watching her sleep peacefully, soft snores emanating from her.

As the teacher turned his back, Ashley reached into her backpack and pulled out the bottle of hot sauce.

The other students were busy paying attention to the teachers lecture.

"Today we will talk about dangling participles. They are not as bad as they seem."

He writes a sentence on the board.

Walking down Main Street, the trees were beautiful.

"Can anyone tell me what is wrong with this sentence?" He looked around the class, causing Ashley to hide the bottle, waiting for the best moment.

When no one raised their hand, he continued, as if he had never expected it to be answered.

"As we can see here, it looks like the trees are beautiful as they walk down main street, right?" A few students nod their head, but most just watched. "However, we know trees cannot walk down Main Street." He pauses, then continues again when no one speaks. "So, in this case, the reader is the subject of the sentence. As you, the reader, was walking down Main street, you, the reader, saw that the trees were beautiful. Can anyone tell me how we can fix this sentence?"

As he continued on, Ashley uncapped the bottle and poured some hot sauce in Jennifer's wide open mouth.

The teacher has moved onto another sentence by the time Ashley looks back up.

I saw the trailer peeking through the window.

"So, reading this sentence, who is peeking through the window?" He looked back at the class just as Ashley got the cap back on the bottle and slipped it into her backpack. "Steven, who is peeking through the window?"

Steven stood up to answer the question.

"Well, umm, I guess I am?" He answers, not looking at all sure of himself.

Nodding, the teacher replied, "Yes, I, the subject of this sentence, is peeking through the window, but if we look at it like this," he pauses, pointing to the words "trailer" and "peeking", "doesn't it look like the trailer is peeking through the window? And I, the subject, saw it peeking?"

Everyone laughed, thinking about a trailer peeking through a window.

"So, what we need to be careful of..." His words were cut off by Jennifer sitting upright, shrieking, "HOT! HOT! HOT! BURNS!"

Jennifer jumped up from her desk, running her hands over her lips, spreading the sauce around more and more of her face.

She screamed, running out of the class. After class, everyone started talking about how Jennifer flipped out in class. The next time Ashley saw Jennifer, her face was red and puffy.

Jennifer's turn

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