Finally, Andrew pulled into the school parking lot, and stepped out. He slipped his keys, safely in his pocket, by his wallet, and closed the door behind him. After locking it, he stepped away and looked at the building before him. He sighed, and prepared himself for yet, another dreaded day here, and took slow steps forward. Mostly, because he had no desire for going in.

When he was inside, he slipped off his jacket and put it in his locker, while grabbing his books for first period, and homeroom. After doing so, he closed his locker shut, and started walking toward his first cl*censored*room.

Lanen finished breakfast just as the p*censored*ing bell was ringing and mad a mad dash for the school doors. She now had two minutes to make it to the other side of campus, up the stairs, down a hall, and to the laft.

She reached the floor breathlessly and readjusted her messenger bag where it hung on her back; the strap going behind her neck and around both arms. Her first cl*censored*, math-who was a wise rump that suggested that? My brain dont wok this early,-was just a few more running steps...

She ran into the wall with a resounding thud, in her hastiness having misjudged the distance. As she backed away from the wall-apologising profusely the whole time to the inanimate ob
ject-she held a hand to her forehead and thus walked into the cla.ssroom.

(( I'm usually not good at teachers. o3o So, since your kind of 'in charge' and you want me to, I can try but...I will just try my best? I don't know... LOL. :O ))

Andrew got into the clas.sroom 5 minutes before the bell rang. As usual, he sat in the back corner, where the window was. Both were advantages. Sitting in the back, made you less visible, which meant the teacher wouldn't call on you as much. And having a window beside you, he could day dream and stare off at the beautiful scenery outside the window, when he got bored of looking at numbers and what not.

He slid in his seat as more people appeared inside the clas.sroom. And to be less noticed, he looked out the window to cover his face. Gladly, the school bell finally rang, and the teacher started taking attendants. When she called out Andrews name, Andrew did a small wave of his hand, and put it down as she nodded her head at him, to let him know she understood that he was here. After calling a girl named 'Lanen' 's name, it was silent. Then, Andrew watched as a girl walked into clas.s, rubbing her forehead. The teacher did another nod and wrote down a tardy for Lanen's lateness.

((Only teacher that really matters in Ms. Flanery...the English teacher. XD))

Lanen sighed as she took the note, her mind elsewere-literally. She took the note with her to her seat, a few kids away from the one she had seen in the car on her way. She blinked. He was in this cl*censored*? Sinse when? Maybe he's just quiet so you didnt notice him...

The clearing of the teachers throat drew her attention back. He stared at her until she got her notebook out and began writing the problems on the board.

5(-3x - 2) - (x - 3) = -4(4x + 5) + 13

What the carp?! Lanen stared at the not-so-foreign language for a few moments before scribbling an answer.

(( That's what I meant xD I couldn't remember the name so I just said teachers in general. But yeah ANYWAYS ----> ))

Andrew let out a sigh while he got out some scrap paper, a calculater, and a pencil. After writing down the equation, he started to try his best to answer. Though, math wasn't his best subject, other then History. Which he was also horrible in. After getting an answer, he leaned back in his seat, and observed the rest of the students. Some were also done. He looked out the window again, and thought about other things. Other things, other then math.  

((LOL. Ish alright. ^^))

Lanen put her pencil down with a huff, sliding her chair back and put her feet on the bars under the desk and bringing out a book, 'Soulless'. As she sat reading, something she had learned to do only 50 yearss prior, she didnt notice the teacher coming up and standing infront of her desk.

"All done, Lanen?"

"Yes'sir. See?"

He glanced at her paper and snorted, then walked away, mumbling. Whats up his rump?

((Is that a real book? *Earthie is obsessed with reading, so she always is curious about these things during RP's*

If it is, is it worth reading? :DD)

Andrew watched as the teacher called on a student, apparently named Lanen. After finally taking his eyes off of the two, he leaned back again, and drummed his fingers on his desk. When will this clas.s end...? He sighed once again, quietly, and tapped his pencil quietly against his books. He was always the type who had to do something with his hands, and not just keep them still. 

((Yeah. It's by Christopher Golden.

I dont recommend it if you dont like zombies eating people. My brother got half way through and couldnt finish it. Wimp.

I can, however, recommend Septimus Heap...if you havnt read it already)) 

As the teacher walked away, Lanen drummed her thumbs on the cover of the book before marking her page with the green ISS slip and grabbed her bag seconds before the bell rang for the end of cl*censored*; time flew when you were reading about a zombie apocalypse....

She stood by her desk to let the other students file past before even trying to get out. 

(( What's Septimus Heap about? :D))

Andrew watched as students scattered out of the room. He hated chaos. The screams and laughs of the obnoxious kids, who didn't have a clue what life really was. When reality will hit them, it will be when the nightmare begins. With a sigh, he finally got up from his seat, and started packing up as well. After getting all his books together, he calmly walked out of the clas.sroom. Thinking, that if anyone even tried to shove him to get through, they'll be getting a shove or 2 back from him.

((The seventh son of a seventh son. Magic, etc

Cant really do much...))