fandomhigh | How to Be Awesome: Period 1, Week 1

[Workshop Roster]

When students gathered in the Danger Shop, they would notice it was set up much like the dressing room area of a large department store, except there were tables, chairs, and a podium. A drape covered an oblong object near the dressing room door. Barney stood at the podium, dressed in a Dolce & Gabbana green-grey pinstriped three-button suit with silk shirt and tie. His blonde hair was perfectly coiffed as he peered around the classroom. Barney noticed that his roster hadn’t lied about female students signing up for his class. Barney simply assumed they were lesbians, regardless of what Aly had told him.

"Listen up losers and lesbians!" Barney paced in front of the tables, shuddering as he noticed the manner in which the students were currently dressed. “Over the next several weeks, you will be enrolled in the most LEGEN- wait for it -DARY workshop to ever grace the halls of Fandom High. You will learn new concepts that you will need should you value your awesomeness and ever want to get laid.” Barney paused, looking pointedly at certain students.

"Today you will start your journey down the path to awesomeness. Our first roadblock is to rid you of your lemming-style jeans, t-shirts and,” Barney shuddered, “cargo pants. If you are to be taken seriously by women as a force to be reckoned with, you must SUIT UP!" With that, Barney grabbed the drape, dramatically uncovering a rack of expensive-looking suits in all shapes (yes, even female ones) and sizes. "These suits are yours to keep, and I expect you to suit up for every class this semester. If you don’t wear a suit to class, you will earn a special seat in detention. I promise you’ll be thanking me for this before the semester is over."

Barney waited for student reaction before continuing his version of a lecture. “Why should you wear a suit outside of class, you ask? That’s simple, people. Any man serious about the art of consistent layage needs to comprehend the following truism: Chicks love suits. Why? Because men look hot in suits. See Example A,” Barney gestured to his own incredibly hot, suit-clad body. “Wear your suit on a date and your date will be awesome, guaranteed.”

“Now lemmings, I want you to pick out a suit and put it on. There are trick suits on the suit rack. Your first challenge is to select a suit that will work for you. Then, I want each of you to introduce yourself, tell us why you’re in this workshop, and give your level of experience with women." Barney paused and looked around the room. "What are you waiting for? SUIT UP!”

[ooc: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up! Barney is providing all students with suits, so there should be no issues with students wearing them to workshops unless they want detention. When you sign in to future classes, simply tell about your suit or mention you are wearing one. Extra credit for suit icons, omg. If you are a girl and don’t want Barney to assume you are a lesbian, feel free to tell him so in the experience thread. Also, one line totally ~~stolen~~ borrowed from Barney's Blog.]

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Johnny looked around for said snickering person.

Isabel winked and waved.

Johnny winked and waved and added, "I should have known."

"What?" she asked innocently.

"Your snickering. You laugh at the face of awesomeness," he said with a mock haughty air.

"Damn straight I will," Isabel told him. "Someone needs to keep your ego in check."

"Bahh, this class is about ego and," cause he couldn't help himself, "I didn't know you like, played the other side." Sly wink.

Isabel's eyes got wide and she shook her head. "Orange," she warned. "It will be orange."

Johnny laughed, "Lighten up, sweetheart. Do you need some more ice cream today?"

"No ice cream today. I'm actually contemplating violence," she admitted, eyeing Barney distastefully.

Johnny looked over at the professor, "I like him. I think he's pretty cool."

"Oddly enough? I'm not surprised," Isabel sighed. "Do me a favor? If I try to kill him? Will you try to stop me?"

"Can I sit on you?"

"I bite."

He waggled his brows, "Oooh, fiesty, I like it!"

"Yeah, you'll find out how fiesty. And no, that is not a promise nor is it any sort of invitation."

Isabel looked at her watch and made plans to hit the gym as soon as class was over. The urge to hit something was strong.

"Don't tell me this mood of yours carried over into today?"

"Possibly?"

Johnny's features softened, "Why? What is going on that you're not telling me?"

"Just life in general. Things I want to fix and can't. Obligations I have to meet, people I'm worried about" Isabel shrugged. "Too many things to get into right now.

"I'm sorry," he said. Why did he always seem to upset her? Or make her think about this stuff? Was it him?

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for, honestly," she promised. "You're one of the few bright spots I've got at the moment."

He reached over and touched the tip of her nose, "I'm here, you know that."

Smile back in place, Isabel tipped her head and snapped at his finger. "I know. Thanks."

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