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fandomhigh2012-01-05 05:59 am
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Superheroing 101, Thursday, Period 4
To say that Billy had been excited about this class would be a major understatement. He'd been looking forward to being in a class about superheroing from the moment he'd signed up for it, so he hadn't been all that surprised when he was one of the first ones in the classroom.
When the period started, and there was no sign of their teacher, he tried not to look restless, glancing around to see if anyone else was watching the clock. When it became clear that their teacher was not going to arrive, something in Billy snapped, and he grabbed his notebook and stood up, determined to salvage something from this afternoon.
"Uh, hi," he said nervously. Now that he was actually looking at everyone, he didn't entirely know what to say. "I don't know about you guys, but it seems like kind of a waste to have come here just to turn around and leave, but obviously we shouldn't just sit here if our teacher's not going to come and, you know, teach us. So, uh, how about this: I'll write down everyone's name, and grade, and something you want Ms. Electroclash and the rest of us to know about you and/or your abilities, and I'll leave a note for her and then we can just, like, go. If we don't do it now, she might make us do the introduction thing next week--" assuming she showed up then "--so we could just get it out of the way now so we can actually learn something next time." Right? Right.
"Um, I'll go ahead and start. I'm Billy Kaplan, I'm a sophomore, and I can actually do quite a few things, but my favorite one of them at the moment is being able to fly." It meant he'd be able to get out of here faster if he felt like he was going to pass out from embarrassment. "Who wants to go next?"
When the period started, and there was no sign of their teacher, he tried not to look restless, glancing around to see if anyone else was watching the clock. When it became clear that their teacher was not going to arrive, something in Billy snapped, and he grabbed his notebook and stood up, determined to salvage something from this afternoon.
"Uh, hi," he said nervously. Now that he was actually looking at everyone, he didn't entirely know what to say. "I don't know about you guys, but it seems like kind of a waste to have come here just to turn around and leave, but obviously we shouldn't just sit here if our teacher's not going to come and, you know, teach us. So, uh, how about this: I'll write down everyone's name, and grade, and something you want Ms. Electroclash and the rest of us to know about you and/or your abilities, and I'll leave a note for her and then we can just, like, go. If we don't do it now, she might make us do the introduction thing next week--" assuming she showed up then "--so we could just get it out of the way now so we can actually learn something next time." Right? Right.
"Um, I'll go ahead and start. I'm Billy Kaplan, I'm a sophomore, and I can actually do quite a few things, but my favorite one of them at the moment is being able to fly." It meant he'd be able to get out of here faster if he felt like he was going to pass out from embarrassment. "Who wants to go next?"
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