The Best Time You've Had with a Reliever

It was a Monday.
The weather was stormy, thunder and lightening cracking through the heavens,
lighting up the sky with all its glory. Rain pounded against the cold glass windows,
everyone was either miserable or staring out the window to watch the show,
(unless you are Seamus and are now cowering under the desk after the first roar).

The reliever we had wasn't helping our combined moods, seeing as we had all merged into the two emotions, Boredom, from what we were supposed to be doing and, Frustration and Anger,
towards the horrid reliever, every so often she would scream out things like "Quiet" and
"Write more this is Pathetic!!". Every so often she would slowly, quietly, sneakily lean over your shoulder to check your work. You could tell when she was not happy, because you would be deaf in one ear for a full five minutes after.

That's when Isaac spotted it, "Wow, what are those things on the back of her neck, you know the one half hidden by her shirt collar" he whispered to Luke and Drew on either side of him. The news spread like wild fire through the classroom, whispered though powerful. Everyone when they could, were sneaking peaks and trying to find out what they were. Josh, one of the tallest in our class finally saw what they were, "There's tattoo's on different places, I think they're pressure points" he whispered.

That is when the reliever asked Bree if she could do up her necklace, which she had been failing to do up for the last ten minutes, as I looked around I realised why she had asked Bree, because everyone had a crazy glint in their eyes and their faces were of anticipation and wanting. As Bree did up her necklace she accidentally hit one of the points with a circular symbol above it,this made her very, very mad. When it was changed the woman screamed out in anger to everyone see could see, trying to leave them with the blame of something horrible they hadn't done. Bree, still standing behind her pushed another purposely this time with star.

As Bree went back to her seat, the teacher started smiling such an innocent smile and announced that we should now call her Rainbow Star. She grabbed something from her bag ducked under the desk and a few moments later popped back up again, when she did she was wearing long, flowing , bright coloured clothes, with a flower print hairband and her long hair flowing down her back. "Let's have some fun!" she yelled, she flipped a switch by her desk which made the lights dim down, a disco ball fall down and bright lights in the corners come out. She pulled a huge stereo out of a very small cupboard and started blasting some techno music.

Once we had had a good look around at the transformation, we saw the teacher in the middle of the cleared dancing space, doing the swim, the robot etc. Many people joined in, giant smiles on their faces. We danced so hard, that by the end of the period we were all exhausted and happy.
She flipped the switch and the lights disappeared and went and put the stereo back in the cupboard, and some people saw her push another pressure point as we all filed out.
The next class filed in, we heard from down the hall, loud voice saying "Is that a pink T-Shirt underneath your uniform!?!?!" It's good to be back. As long as it's not you.