Warning: I cannot spell, and neither can my phone, apparently.
Danny, Sam, and Tucker were in the middle of class. Mr Lancer's lass to be precise. And the teacher's constant droning put everyone except the trio to sleep.
Lancer was pleased with the fact that at least three of his students had managed to stay awake, though he wasn't happy with the fact they they looked to be ignoring him. Lancer then somehow got the idea that if he spoke louder, they'd pay attention and hopefully learn something.
The trio groaned in displeasure and slouched even more in their seats. Sam because she was generally bored. Danny because he planned on joining the class in their nap. And Tucker because he wanted to hide his PDA better.
Suddenly, Tucker quickly sat up, and Lancer had thought that he'd won one of them over, so he closed his eyes proudly and continued the lecture, knowing it off by heart.
Seeing that the teacher wasn't even looking at them anymore, Tucker turned to Danny and pressed a finger to his arm. Danny had recently developed Telepathy, and anyone who was in direct contact with him could share their thoughts with him and vice versa. Sam was an exception to this rule, since she and Danny had been friends since daycare, and they'd developed a minor mental connection in that time, so Danny's power enhanced it to a more powerful point, and they could speak telapathetically from a distance. Danny and Sam would practice this to make the distance wider if it weren't for the face that they'd have to separate, something they weren't used to completely.
-Dude, what's up?- Danny.
-I just found something awesome- Tucker.
-What is it?- Danny.
In response, Tucker poured everything he remembered about his discovery into Danny's mind, instead of explaining it bit by bit.
-Fifty fun things to do in class? Tuck, what are you reading?- Danny.
Tucker could feel Danny's amusement through the weak link, and crossed his arms.
-I'm saving us from Nocturne- Tucker.
Danny laughed out loud, though he tried to muffle it somewhat, since the teacher was still going on about the history of poems with his eyes closed.
-Okay, which one do you want to do?- Danny.
-Better ask Sam first, I don't think she'd be too happy with us excluding her from this battle- Tucker.
-She already knows, Tuck, we keep a constant connection and she managed to collect what you sent me as well- Danny.
-Alright, what one does she like?- Tucker.
-The invisible friend one, she's amusing herself with the idea of be duplicating myself and making my invisible clone sit next to her doing some worksheets- Danny.
-Pfft, that's a good one!- Tucker.
-Yeah, but it'll risk my secret, it's the only reason why Sam hasn't asked me to do it- Danny.
-...Alright, fine, any others that she likes?- Tucker.
Danny broke his connection with Tucker so he could focus on Sam's so he could ask her Tucker's question. Tucker noticed an amused grin on his face when Danny turned back to him.
-So? Which one?- Tucker.
-Ask the teacher if he believes in ghosts- Danny.
Tucker tried to hold down his laughter, but some still got out. Unfortunantly, he wasn't as lucky as his ghostly friend, and the teacher noticed.
"Something you find amusing, mr Foley?" Mr Lancer asked.
-Now or never- Tucker.
The dark skinned teen grinned at his friend before breaking the connection and replying.
"Actually, yes" Tucker nodded.
"What is it that's so amusing then?" Mr Lancer questioned.
"Do you believe in ghosts?" Tucker wondered.
Mr Lancer blinked, confused abut the question, as well as Danny's and Sam's snickers.
"I don't see how that's related to this lesson" Mr Lancer stated, deciding to just go back to the lesson.
Danny and Sam quietly laughed to themselves, already going back to mentally reading the list.
Suddenly, Sam stood up and ran to the window.
-Which one?- Tucker.
-Imaginary friend committed suicide- Danny.
-Ah, good one- Tucker.
"Miss Manson, what is it?" Mr Lancer asked.
Sam whirled around, and Danny gave his nod of approval when he saw that Sam's make-up was running from her fake tears, when questioned later, Sam explained that her eyes were sensitive, so she touched her eyeball to make it water enough for 'tears' to fall.
"My imaginary friend committed suicide!" Sam cried.
Mr Lancer stared at her.
"See?! This is why! No-one cares about her!" Sam shrieked.
"Miss Manson, sit down, you can morn your imaginary friend's death during YOUR time, not mine" Mr Lancer scouled.
"...Alright" Sam sighed, dragging her feet back to her desk.
-Tell her that her acting's improved a lot recently- Tucker.
Danny grinned and nodded, passing the message to Sam, the response he got seemed to amuse himself greatly.
-She said "I told you not to hit on me, Foley!"- Danny.
-B-but I wasn't!- Tucker.
-She also told me to tell you she was joking- Danny.
-What? Come on man!- Tucker.
Danny told Sam about Tucker's reaction, and she responded with a laugh, Tucker glared at her.
The rest of the lesson passed, the trio had decided to stop doing things from the list since it might get them detention, and they don't have time for that with their busy after school activities. Mainly slacking off at Tucker or Sam's house playing games.
The next class was science. A favourite of Danny's. But they were assigned a relief teacher, who they knew would give them an endless stack of worksheets for the double block.
-Imposter?- Danny asked Sam and Tucker, remembering something off the list.
-Imposter- Tucker and Sam agreed.
"Hello" The relief teacher said blandly, "I am Mr Lancer".
"Eh?" The class blinked.
Danny, Sam and Tucker knew that the relief teacher was their English and History Teacher's younger brother, which is why the idea had come to Danny.
"IMPOSTER!" The trio cried together.
The class tried to hide their laughter.
The relief teacher ignored them and continued what he was saying, "I will be your relief teacher in place of Miss Sapphire for the next two blocks".
-This is going to be good- Danny.
-Let's find his breaking point- Sam.
The trio spent the first half of the block going through the list and taking note of the ones they wanted to do, and the second half debating which to do first. They were ready by the second lesson though.
-Excuses- Danny.
When the teacher got to them while he was giving out their homework, Danny -who the teacher was in front of first- spoke up.
"Sorry, sir, I cant do my homework" Danny apologised.
"Why?" Mr Lancer asked.
"I'm gonna be sick tomorrow" Danny replied.
The teacher blinked, but still gave Danny his homework.
When the teacher moved on, Tucker spoke up aswell.
"I cant do my homework either, mr Lancer" Tucker stated.
"Why cant you?" Mr Lancer questioned.
"It's against my religion" Tucker explained.
Mr Lancer gave Tucker his homework anyway.
This time, when he got to Sam, Sam didn't say anything while he gave her the sheet, making him sigh in relief. Until she read the first task.
"WHAT THE HELL?! I CANT DO THIS!" Sam yelled furiously at the top of her lungs.
Before the substitute could reply, Sam bolted up, knocking her chair over in the process, and stomping out of the room. Mr Lancer sighed and continued to hand out the homework.
Ten minutes later, Sam came back in with an official looking lady behind her. A lawyer. The class laughed loudly.
-Sam! A fake lawyer! Not a real one!- Danny.
-No, this is way better, besides, Mary was free this afternoon, she had nothing to do- Sam.
-Alright...I guess- Danny.
Danny then fed the information into Tucker's mind, who nodded in understanding.
After the commotion had died down, Danny let Tucker choose their next one.
-Toilet- Tucker.
-Which one?- Danny.
-If the first doesn't work out, then the second- Tucker.
-Alright- Danny.
Danny then went on to tell Sam Tucker's choice.
"Mr Lancer!" Tucker called, raising his hand.
"Yes?" The substitute replied.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" Tucker asked.
"No, you can wait until class is over" Mr Lancer said.
"Fine, I guess I have no choice then" Tucker crossed his arms.
What happened next had the class in laughing fits. Tucker started making constipated faces, and grunting every now and again. He seriously looked like he was shitting himself.
"MY GOD THAT'S FUNNY!" Sam howled.
"Nice one Tuck!" Danny laughed.
"Fine, you can go" Mr Lancer glared.
Tucker grinned and left the room. When he came back, he looked confused.
"How did I get here?" Tucker wondered.
While the class had calmed down, they couldn't help but laugh harder then before.