Sound the bell, y'all, school's back in. 9:00 AM
(Mrs. Winters clears her throat.)
Good morning, class. We're going over the citric acid cycle today, so turn to page 306 in your textbooks.
Mornin', everyone. As we talked about last time, we're gonna work with charcoals today.
edited 16th Jul '13 11:17:15 PM by GlobsterAGoGo
and then they fricked in the booty-Takes his book out of his bag and opens it, absentmindedly humming
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You'd better. If you could bring some more focus onto the table, you'd find this a lot easier.
Better get to your next class. Just tell them I held you back to talk.
edited 16th Jul '13 11:18:48 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(Is startled by Solaire's sudden injury and makes a small yelp.)
Gah! Uh...! Solaire, how'd that happen?
(Makes a note to pull Gilda aside after class and tell her to buy the goddamn book already. Why can't they all be like Gohan or Gordon...?)
edited 16th Jul '13 11:19:54 PM by GlobsterAGoGo
and then they fricked in the booty-Sits behind Gil- Need a book? Someone left theirs under my chair.
Nice! I'll save you a seat if you want.
-Nods and rolls up her sleeves-
-Slideshow: engaged. Initiate creepy stare subroutine-
-Is texting on the tennis court, ignoring everything-
-Nods-
-Realises he's late to Mr. Touchdown's class-
...
-Runs for it-
edited 16th Jul '13 11:22:14 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

-Snickers at Peacock-
-Oh, nice job, Solaire. That was a perfectly god prank that you just ruined-
-Back to normal-
edited 16th Jul '13 11:15:00 PM by Higginbid
IS THAT ME? AM I THE MOM?