4 Ch4-The Plot to Get Rid of Mr. Hynde

Chapter 4 The Plot to Get Rid of Mr. Hynde "Mr. Hynde is the coolest teacher in the history of the world," I told the guys. We were sitting around the vomito- rium eating lunch. I traded my peach to Ryan for his cookies because food that has hair on it is disgusting. Ryan will eat anything, though. Once he even ate a bug.

"He doesn't act like a music teacher at all," said Michael. "The best part is, we'll never have to sing that dumb cookie jar song again!" Ryan said. We all did a big high five over that. At the next table, I could hear Andrea and Emily moaning and complaining about Mr. Hynde. "He's really cute, and he's a pretty good singer," Emily said. "But he doesn't even play any musical instruments. How can you be a music teacher when you don't play a musical instrument?" "He has no right to be teaching music," Andrea said. "I'm going to ask my mom to

talk to Principal Klutz. Maybe she can get Mr. Hynde fired." Me and Michael and Ryan turned around at that.

"What?!" we shouted. "Mr. Hynde is a terrible music teacher," Andrea said. "My mom is the PTA vice president, and she said that if enough parents complain about a teacher, they can get the teacher fired." It figured that the school finally replaced that old dinosaur Mr. Loring with somebody cool and Andrea would start complaining. What is her problem? "I think Mr. Hynde is incompetent," Andrea said. "He wears diapers?" I asked. "Not incontinent! dumbhead!" Andrea said "Incompetent! It means he doesn't do a good job."

"Yeah," said Emily. That Emily agrees with everything Andrea says. She's so annoying. I decided to yank her crank. "Maybe Mr. Hynde isn't a music teacher at all," I told her. "Did you ever think of that?" "What do you mean?" Emily asked. "I mean maybe Mr. Loring wasn't fired. Maybe Mr. Hynde kidnapped him and stuffed him in a piano and dumped it in the river. Stuff like that happens all the time, you know." Emily looked worried, like I wasn't even kidding. That girl will fall for any- thing.

"We've got to do something!" Emily said. Then she went running out of the vomitorium. Emily is weird.