Fandom's Next Top Runway Model [Monday, Period Five]

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

When Lee got to the classroom today, there was a note on the door written in what appeared to be very shaky, very scared handwriting.

Fleeing the crazy.

Will return when threat passes.

You have the class.

Ares

Lee stared at the note for a long time and then shook his head before going into the classroom and trying to think of SOMETHING to do.

When everyone started filing in and settled down, Lee said, "Ares went and got married this weekend." Hey, he was in control. "To some girl name Rowena. I think they're on their honeymoon now or something. Make sure to wish him well when he gets back. He didn't leave us anything to do so I'm going to make something up. As a lot of you saw, I got stuck to the side of the dorms in my underwear last week by a teacher who you all should call grandmother when you see her. And then tell her I told you too."

What the hell, right?

"Anyway, that leads to the big question. Boxers or briefs? Or nothing? For girls...well, I don't know what underwear girls wear so the girls can figure that out? Why's one better than the other? Why would anyone for a frakking thong? And what the frak is up with this planet's obsession with thongs?"

Lee really shouldn't make things up off the top of his bed.

"No modeling though. Ares might reappear as soon as that happened and that'd be creepy. Oh, and if anyone would like to bitch about Parent's Weekend, we can do that too. We probably need to."

And then Lee sat down at the desk and waited for the discussions.

[OCD is coming up! I'm a little weird this morning.]

Comments

Talky Talk

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

For those off topic conversations.

Re: Talky Talk

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny wasn't much for conversation today. He was taking a nap.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The ball of paper that hit Johnny fell from the sky.

Really.

Re: Talky Talk

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny blinked his eyes open. "Uh?" Then he opened the ball of paper to see if was a note. From a secret admirer. Because you never know.

Re: Talky Talk

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

It was blank. It was a mystery.

The snickering from a few seats over might have been a clue.

Re: Talky Talk

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Dammit. Nobody wanted his hot body.

The snickering drew his attention over to Isabel and yeah... he got it now.

Sometimes Johnny could be slow. Not that he would ever admit it.

"What?"

Re: Talky Talk

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not a thing," she said innocently. "I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention."

Re: Talky Talk

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He looked confused. "To what?"

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Class? I wouldn't want to see you get detention."

Plus, Isabel was bored.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was in a kind of disgruntled mood and kept his head down mostly. But there were frequent glances in both Peter's and Dawn's directions for different reasons.

Re: Talky Talk

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter may have glanced back.

Re: Talky Talk

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean caught Peter's glance and took a deep breath. "Hey, about yesterday..."

Re: Talky Talk

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter was listening.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I didn't come over meaning to beat up your brother... I just wanted him to lay off Sammy. The beating up just sorta... happened."

Re: Talky Talk

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Could it sort of not happen next time?" Peter asked. Not angry, just asking. "He's my brother, Dean."

Re: Talky Talk

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I know." More's the pity. "I won't start anything," Dean said, "but I won't just stand there and let him pick on Sammy either. He's my brother."

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[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I know." Peter brushed his hair out of his eyes. "And it's not like I'd ever want Sam to be hurt. Nathan's just... an overachiever in everything."

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What?" Dawn asked, catching one of his glances.

Re: Talky Talk

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm finding out from squirrels that you and Sammy went on a vampire hunt?" Dean asked, trying to keep his voice level, but there was still a little hurt creeping in along the edges.

Re: Talky Talk

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Mel called me late," Dawn whispered, "I didn't know it was going to be a big thing, but I'm sorry I dragged Sam into trouble."

Re: Talky Talk

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"It's not so much dragging Sammy into trouble as you two not dragging me," Dean said.

Re: Talky Talk

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn bit her lip. "This was my thing, Dean, not yours."

Re: Talky Talk

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"That's funny because hunting? Kinda my thing. Watching my friends' backs? Definitely my thing. Watching my brother's back? That's the definition of my thing."

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was idly doodling in her notebook.

Re: Talky Talk

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter was all for a substitute teacher today. Meant he could nurse his coffee and not have to think.

...well, much as thinking was ever required for Ares's class.