Furp!
Anyone who would walk down the hallway could hear discreet snickering and laughing from a certain blond haired professor's classroom. The students inside sat in their seats trying to hold in their giggles. The professor, prof. Crowler, was beat red- from anger and embarrassment. He tried to write on the white board and carry on with his lessons as if nothing was happening, but the students or a student was causing him a lot of trouble.
Silver, a Ra student, was sitting in the second row with his hand cupping a container of slime under the desk. Every couple of steps the teacher took he would stick his fingers in the container to produce hilarious entertainment for the class and unwanted attention to the teacher.
"Alright class" he said trying to act normal, "we have a pop quiz today. So get your pencils ready."
The brown haired boy stuck his fingers in the goop once again as the teacher walked by, eliciting laughter from the class.
Chazz Princeton, a former obelisk put a hand over his mouth to stop any sound emitting. He had known Silver since they were in elementary school. Silver is what kept him from falling asleep in most of those boring classes.
An obelisk student with short black hair and glasses raised his hand. A smug smile adorned his features.
"Yes, Chance?"
"Professor, if you need to go to the restroom we can wait." He said.
Crowler's face tried to turn a darker shade of red. The students of all dorms busted out laughing, some had tears in their eyes. Chazz, a normally respectful student could help but clutch his sides in laughter.
Silver closed the container and quickly hid it away in his pocket. It was enough fun for one day, but he would find something else to do tomorrow to one of the other teachers. Maybe the new transfer, he thought, she's a little too uptight.
Chazz looked up to his dear friend and smiled. Silver took of his glasses and whipped them on his uniform shirt (that goo can really go everywhere!)
"Alright no quiz! Your all dismissed to your dorms! Out! Out! Out!"
Everyone filed out of the room glad to be finished of the last class of the day early. The troublemaker waited out the door for his raven haired buddy. When he made is appearance they ccouldnt help but fall into fits of laughter.
"So what's next?" the grey eyed boy asked between breathes.
"Haha! I was thinking of supergluing his chair to the floor!"
"Ha! Don't forget about the markers to the whiteboard"
"Or I could exchange the makers for sharpies!"
They couldn't stop the ideas flowing through their head, if this is what it takes to get out of class they were gonna try.
Yeah so…. I have a friend named silver and he kept algebra alive everyone by the end of the year would have been more brain-dead then they were.
-_- gosh I know its short, but I try!
I have some other stories I'm starting (Harry Potter, Avengers, Lord of the Rings)
Anyway review and tell me what I could improve on!
~Rose