squishy mouse

One day during math class I heard a little squeak.  I looked around but no one else seemed to notice. So ignored it and went back to my trig problem.  "Squeak squeak" I heard it again, what could it be i thought to myself!  Once again i looked around to see if anyone had notcied the strange noise.  Everyone sat quietly and continued with there work.  Maybe I was imagining it, all this math must be getting to my head.  I tried to focus on my worksheet until i saw a little brown figure race across the floor! Surely someone had to of seen that but i was still the only one alert.  I lay down my squishy covered pencil and stood up.  I weaved in and out of desks trying to track down the mouse but with no luck.  Next thing you know My teacher turned into an eagle and flew to the other side of the room.  The mouse ran across the room once again, but this time our teacher flew over and swept up the mouse.  The class was insanely exuberant now that the mouse was cought and the eagle turned back into our teacher.  She then acted like nothing happened and went back to the lesson we were working on.  The class was lost and astonished at the incredible display they'd just witnessed. I stood there dumbfounded looking at the teacher, who turned around and went back to the whiteboard. Like me, everyone was totally silent. This silence remained for a few minutes, as we slowly, one by one, returned to our math, not believing what we'd just seen. The dead silence was broken, however, at exactly 11:03, when an enormous explosion shook us, and threw the teacher off her feet. Immediately fire alarms began shrieking, and out in the hall we could see both staff and students running frantically this way and that. As I ran out to see what was happening, I was greeted by a rather well dressed cowboy. He said "well howdy there, I reckon y'all heard that there explosion." Thinking it rather obvious, I walked away from this man, but he followed me. As we walked out the door, I saw sand all around, somehow the school was in a desert now. I thought "we are not in Kansas anymore" and the cowboy whistled rather loudly. Then, his couwboy gang came and greeted us students and told us that our school had been moved there by aliens. They said "them there aliens are taking people and using them as workers in their alien sweatshops." This statement seemed completely ridiculous until we realized that these aliens were actually serious. They were using the school kids to create Pinapple Express in Spain! Suddenly that whole class room was quite, Sarah yelled " That balls so hard! I hope those motha fuc***'s they to find me!". "That sh** cray!" Yelled the mouse!