fandomhigh | Maths For Real Life, Class 1, Period 1 [1-7]

"Good morning," Jean-Paul said to his students, who might notice he was actually hovering just barely above the floor, with his toes pointed so that he appeared to be standing en pointe, "and welcome to Maths For Real Life. There are certain things your parents should teach you; unfortunately, your parents chose to send you to boarding school instead. Or...you may not have parents. Or you may not be on speaking terms with them. These things happen. At any rate, here we are. And within three and a half years, unless you are remarkably bad at this, your high school careers will end and you will be catapulted into the real world, where you will have to not give other people more money than you actually have, deal with your country, planet, or dimension's version of the Internal Revenue Service, and figure out how many ounces are in a kilogram. I will teach you these things. You are welcome.

"Today, I would like to get to know what I am dealing with. We shall simply have introductions, going around the room. Each of you will please tell me your name, where you are from, and what you hope to get out of this class."

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"My name is Jean-Paul Beaubier, Professor Beaubier to you, I am from Canada, and I hope not to get too many migraines. Next."

Sitting in her seat with a tilted head, Adah found herself at a bit of a dilemma. One of the things she told herself she was going to try to do this semester, mostly because she knew she probably wasn't going to get away with it after high school, was talking more. However, as she sat there, a notebook in front of her and tempting her with the blinding whiteness of unwritten lines, the temptation to just pick up her pen and start writing was almost overwhelming. It wasn't like Beaubier expected her to talk after having her silent through class all last semester, right? And she'd been talking a lot recently. A regular chatterbox, really. So she might as well...

Adah sighed, setting down her pen. It wasn't like she'd have to give a whole damn biography.

"Adah Price," she said. "Bethlehem, Georgia," and her quiet accent showed it, "1962. I hope to get out of the class what the class promises because I graduate in less than six months; I'm expecting a bit of a rough transition, so I need all the help I can get."

There.

She then prepared to be nothing but a mute for the remainder of the day.

Jean-Paul blinked at Adah and rose a little bit higher in his hovering due to surprise. "Miss Price. You can speak," he observed. "Could you always do that?"

If Adah's expression screwed up at all, it was in an effort to not grin. Or not to look too annoyed with the assumption. There was certainly no guilt there; she wouldn't allow it.

After a moment, though, she gave a clear and decisive nod, even if it did tick slightly on the uprise.

"My name is Cedric Diggory," Cedric said, "and I'm from England. I really don't know a lot about mathematics beyond the simplest of equations and things having to do with spells so I'd like to learn more about it in a general sense."

"Ah, my name is Amano Makoto," Makoto said, tucking a piece of his hair behind one ear, "and I'm from Japan. I'm hoping to learn the skills that would better enable me to live independently from my family."

"I'm Jeff," Jeff said, fiddling slightly in his seat, "Jeff Murdock. Er, I'm from Wales, and I'm sort of good with numbers but my mother never really taught me anything about numbers and I tried to pick classes before she did." Pause. "This is the only one I managed though, she got all the other ones."

"Michael Guerin", he said casually. "Roswell, New Mexico. I'm here so I can manage for myself."

"Liir Thropp. From Oz. And I'm here because I'd like to learn more."

That was really the long and short of it, as far as Liir was concerned. He could go on about the Witch and how he didn't know anything useful for the real world, let along math, but he thought it might sound pathetic if not a plea for pity and it really wasn't anyone's business anyway.

"I'm Troy Bolton, from Albuquerque, New Mexico," Troy began. "I guess what I'm hoping to get out of this class is a better understanding of how to use math in real life. Like the name of the class said." He bit his lip. "... What's a kilogram?"

"I'm Harry Dresden, the last place I was before I got here was Missouri, and I want to make sure I can function as a real boy out in the real world. Figured some math would help."

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