Miles just walked away. He wasn't going to waste his time with this bum, not now at least.
But this was serious; no one was going to take the school away from Miles. So, he went to talk to an old friend, a friend he hadn't dared talk to in over 3 years: Tracer.
Dark watched the one he had thrown across the floor. 'Who does this one think he is?' he thought. Dark checked his watch, he was becoming impatient. 'Hmm...first class should begin any minute now...'
So far, Tom's day was going good. He had gotten off the bus, got to first period alright, and was basically ignored. He didn't care. It wasn't like every school was gonna notice him. He had flight powers and flew all the time. No one noticed him.
"It's like I have the power of invisibly yet I don't," he thought to himself, " I've seen other kids get bullied but who cares right? They're here to learn how to protect themselves. They should learn better."
Deep down he knew he should of done something. He just walked by Dark not caring and waited to be released to 1st period.
'Fantastic...' Dark complained sarcastically in his mind, looking over at that kid, who he had heard his name was "Miles". They were both in Government 202 class together. Dark scanned the room, he didn't know anyone else in this class. 'Hmm...' Dark said, and sat patiently, awaiting the teachers arrival.
Ryan sighed. He would have to catch up with that girl later. She was actually kinda cute...He shook his head. It was time for English 202. He found himself daydreaming as the teacher rattled on about what a great year they were going to have. He was tempted to slip out of time and go do something else during class, but that wasn't exactly on his list of things to do. For now, he just waited.
So, Dark's and Miles' teacher finally arrived. A short, portly man. He began to ramble on about things coming up this year, and what will be expected of the students. Dark really could have cared less, and he had noticed Miles' had a similar reaction. Dark checked his schedule. "As long as this is the only class I have with him, I'm fine..." he mumbled quietly to himself.
"Let see now what will we be learning today?" I opened up a book and started reading A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. "To easy." He got out Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. "Better."
Ryan barely registered the others coming in. The class was boring enough as it was. He could tell it was going to be a long year. Several kids were snickering around one of the guys that had scrambled in at the last minute. He sighed and adjusted his attention to a window.
Jason looked around. "Wait... We have books!? Aw crap..." He raised his hand and the teacher called on him. "Um, yeah. I forgot my books... Can I go get them?" The teacher shook her head, and Jason slunk in his seat. Then he noticed that sitting next to him, was Tom with a book. "Hey, uh... Can we share?"
(That kid looks familiar somehow the guy looking out the window, and where was the idiotic teacher at?) The kid next to Tom asked something. "Huh what? Oh what do you need?"
Dark looked down at his watch again. 'Class...its almost over' he thought to himself. To pass the time, Dark had been using telekesis to make his pencil float, and spin, and do other strange things. "What a bore...what a bore..." Dark realized that he said this outloud, and the teacher looked at him.
"Was that you Mr. Dark?" asked the teacher.
Dark turned his head.
"Very well, one more peep out of you and you will recieve a detention."
The last thing Darth wanted was to spend more time in this wretched place, he couldn't afford a detention.
Tom looked at his watch hoping for the teacher to tell us something instead of surfing the internet. He and the kid next to him asked to borrow a book and Tom gave him one. (Unprepared kid, the most common thing.)
Ryan glanced up at the clock. It was frozen. He hesitated, then realized he had accidentally, in his wandering mind, frozen all the clocks in the school. He quickly unfroze them and went back to daydreaming.
'Strange...the clock is moving again...' Dark thought. 'It wasn't only my imagination, after all...' he scanned the crowd of students again. 'Maybe the reason for this isn't in this class...hmmph.' Dark shook it off.
The bell rang, and it was time for the next class. The students were given a five minute passing period, but Dark dashed straight to his locker, and looked for his next class.
Ryan stood and exited the class. It was a boring day already. Maybe Government 202 would be better. He headed for his next class, stopping briefly at his locker and then heading for the class. He arrived just as the door was shutting, and froze time so it didn't close on him and make him late. He slipped in, sat down, and unfroze time. The teacher came in and started talking about the class and what he expected. Another routine speech.
