Study Hall, Friday 12-16

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Her laptop is open and plays ambient trance.

"My neice showed me the Drone Zone and it's great for studying. Get to work on your finals, gang. This is it. Go time."

She kicks back and reads the Neiman Marcus catalog.

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Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer wasn't very good with remembering things, well, things he didn't want to remember. He stared at the words and then at Paige, "What the hell am I supposed to do?" he asks her curiously.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She smirks, "you have a minute to remember each set of words, then I take them away and you do nothing for five minutes and try to remember them all, you could win a prize." She cleverly decides not to mention that one of the choices is a kiss from Jack.

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Oh! I want a damn prize." he smirks at her, "Where do I go to start?" he cocks his head to the right a bit.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She laughs, "I'm sure you do baby, but you're gonna have to beat Lana first, she did pretty well."

She hands him the first list upside down. "Right you can turn it round when I say okay?"

She gets the stopwatch ready, "okay...now!"

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Crap! He turned the paper over and started to look over the words, trying his best to remember what they were. DAMMIT. DAMMIT. All those years of not paying attention has really screwed him over now.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige stops the stopwatch trying really hard not to smirk. "Okay give it back, now you have five minutes and see what you can remember okay?"

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer, being the practical human he is counted them over and over on his fingers, figuring he had them down pat.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She raises an eyebrow and after five minutes hands him a piece of paper and a pen, "go on then, lets see what you remebered."

She suspects this could be quite funny.

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Blank. His mind went totally and completely blank as he chewed on his index fingernail, trying his best to recal what they were.

He finally wrote down the following:

Lost
Why
Shirt
hot
big
lick
crime
you
pen
sexy
play
light

He fails at life.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige looked over the words, raising an eyebrow at some of the words he'd remembered.

She hands him the harder words, "you might be better with these ones" she tells him starting the stopwatch again.

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Ah, dammit. Was his girlfriend dellusional or something? He stared at the words in disbelief for a few brief seconds before he tried to remember these ones.


He wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

"Okay baby, hand them back,"

She started the stopwatch again to time another 5 minutes for him.

"Okay you can start writing now."

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He nibbled the end of the pencil this time, he could only remember the following words:


Dinosaur
Spontaneous
Concrete
Sedative
Condemnation
Sanctuary
Hypocrite


"Eh, I'm retarded." he shrugged as he handed her the paper.

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige frowns, "no you're not! It's just some stupid Psych experiment, don't worry about it."

She looks around, "I think I can stop now, if you wanna go do something less...academic for a while?"

Re: Afternoon

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Arching a brow, he gives her a grin, "Sure, why not."

Re: Afternoon

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She takes his hand, "Guess you get the consolation prize then baby?" she whispers to him.