Coach Bo had just handed back a test, and we all gasped in unison. We had all received a zero. Again. At this rate, everyone would be failing by the end of the week.
"Coach, what's up with this? The question was what equals two plus two, and I put four. Why is that wrong?" Samm asked.
"YOU KNOW WHAT, SAMM? I'M SICK OF YOUR ATTITUDE!" Coach Bo exploded.
Samm shrunk back in his chair, and became very pale. "I just asked a question-"
"IT WAS A STUPID QUESTION!" He fired back.
"Wow. Chill down." I muttered.
Coach Bo looked at me, and his eyes turned red. I mean, bright red. He reached out his arm, and I watched as it suddenly transformed into a fully functioning machine gun, pointed straight at me.
"CRAP! IT'S A DECEPTICON!" Samm screamed.
"RUNNNN!!!!" Logan shouted.
The rest of Coach Bo turned into a robot, and he began to clomp around the room, his feet making the floor shake with every step. He flashed the gun back and forth, firing at all of us. We hit the ground, and started to crawl towards the door.
Coach Bo's gun fired just as Mrs. Jaimes burst into the room, and transformed into a Mexican robot with a sombraro. She fired her bazoca gun at Coach Bo, and he exploded.
"YAH! MRS. JAIMES IS AN AWESOME AUTOBOT!" I yelled.
Mrs. Jaimes nodded at me, and yelled, "Autobots, roll out!" And turned into a small robotic car and raced out of the room.
And that concludes my short, stupid parody of Coach Bo's 3d period class.
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