Admit it, you knew I was going to be sucked into this at one point or another. Anyway, I do not own Harvest Moon!
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Chelsea looked around the hallway, then at the sheet telling her where the rooms were. She tapped on Mark's shoulder, and he looked back in annoyance.
"Big Brother, which room is CG6?" she asked, looking around. Mark pointed at a door.
"Perhaps it's the one with the six over it." he said, totally deadpan. Chelsea raised her eyebrows and walked into the room.
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Julia, Lanna and Natalie were looking at microbes.
"Hey, why isn't cancer there?" Lanna asked.
After some silence, Natalie said "Probably because cancer is not a microbe."
"Right…" Lanna mumbled.
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Denny looked at the schedule in his hands. He tried to say 'I've got Biology now', but instead he ended up saying "I've got Bitrology now." Kai walked over to him and put an arm over his shoulders.
"Cool, I've got Bitrology too." he said, grinning. "Now let us commence in the study of bisexual tripods." he continued as they walked to the Biology room.
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"Alright class, get into a circle, because we're going to tell everyone one thing about yourselves." Felicia said, putting a hand on her cheek. The class shuffled into a circle.
"Gray, why don't you start off?" she asked. The blonde walked into the middle of the circle and took a deep breath.
"I forgot to wear my shoes today." he said, pointing at his feet. Everyone broke out in laughter.
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Cliff walked into the room, twenty minutes late for class.
"Mr. Cliff, you are late." Taro said, furrowing his eyebrows. Cliff nodded.
"Nice to see you, Mr. Taro." he said, and he went to take a seat. Everyone stared at him as he did so.
"Seriously, that's all I've got. Nice to see you." he said, shrugging.
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Antoinette raised her hand.
"Antoinette?" Ivan called.
"How do you spell 'illegitimate'?" she asked, tilting her head. Ivan turned to the board and wrote 'illegitimate'. Apparently, Ivan thought he spelled it wrong, so he crossed it out and wrote down the word again, but he spelled it wrong. After several more tries, he crossed out everything and wrote down 'bastard'. Much laughs were had.
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Skye was hitting on Claire. The teacher turned to him.
"Skye, stop hitting on Claire and start working unless you want my foot up your rear." he said. Claire shuddered.
"Eww! He is not hitting on me. Besides, I already have a boyfriend." she said. The teacher shrugged.
"Alright. Skye, quit muzzling in on Claire's boyfriend and start working." he said.
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Rick was paying absolutely no attention to what the teacher was saying.
"Rick, how do you find the square root of nine?" the teacher asked. Rick shrugged.
"Erm… you… divide by itself… and one?" he asked, hoping he got the right answer. Shaking his head, the teacher walked over, picked up Rick's textbook, and whacked him lightly over the head with it. A couple of minutes later, when everyone had calmed down, Rick had gotten in trouble again for not working and talking instead. Rick tried to argue with the teacher about this. Finally, the teacher sighed.
"Popuri, I don't want to walk over there again, so could you hit him for me?" he asked. Popuri picked up her textbook.
"Much obliged!" she said, hitting Rick.
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It was history class, and six students were meant to put on a short skit outlining immigration protocols of the early 20th century in Australia. The first part of the demonstration went fine, when Angelo was allowed in with no hassle. However, the second and third bits, which Amir and Shea were acting out, were completely different.
"Hi, Amir!" Sherry chirped. Then she realized that she wasn't supposed to know his name yet.
"Er, I mean… who are you?" she asked, tilting her head to the right. Amir hit her over the head with the piece of paper he was holding. Sherry grabbed her head.
"That's actually a federal offence, but moving on…" she said, and Shea walked up. The introduction went fine, and then…
"Now, I'll let you in if you can write 50 words of English." Sherry said brightly, handing Shea a piece of paper. Shea wrote something and handed the paper back to Sherry. He had written 'I do not like this class anymore.'. Sherry sighed.
"Well, since you don't know your lines, I'm afraid I can't let you in. Then again, I don't know my lines either, so I'll just show myself out." she said. Then, she mimed jumping into the ocean and swimming away back to her desk. The fourth and fifth immigrants then, whilst humming the Mission Impossible theme music, leapt over the immigration desk and pretended to invade Australia.