"…and that was how my dad and his gang rid Coolsville of all those criminals who are now on display in the museum of Coolsville, some 'ave said he could be Batman…"
"No he's not!" shouted a student from the back of the room interrupting, rudely, the confident student stood at the front of the class. This threw him off track, making him go an illuminating shade of scarlet. He was used to being confident in his father's work, always keeping behind him defiant in his quest to follow in his footsteps. After all, his father has put away the most notorious criminals in the 70's! However this was 2013 and people of this generation didn't bother with the elaborate scare plans, instead they'd just rob a place with a gun and the police would trace them on CCTV until they get caught no more than two weeks later.
"Morgan Rodgers apologize to Alex this instance please" rattled the teacher as she stood from 'intently listening to the presentation', putting her phone back in her bag.
"He wasn't Batman you idiot!" giggled the girl standing up from her desk now joining Alex at the front (He had now managed to go to a more lightly flustered red). The girl continued "He met Batman though along with my Dad too" she gestured her arm towards the interactive whiteboard where a picture of four teens stood all smiling together, the one she pointed out was a tall lanky man with scruffy hair and a bad fashion sense. Her eyes then fell upon one of the two women in the picture whom held a mask of what seemed to be a giant praying mantis she, just like Morgan, wore glasses that took up all of her face. "And my mum" the girl said sternly. Alex smiled at her,
"I asked if you wanted to do this together, introduce ourselves…"
"yeah ourselves Alex, this is our parents past we don't do the dumb stuff they do anymore we're in college doing something with our lives, not chasing maniacs"
"Look I know this move to England was a big choice, and you miss your Mum back in America but its only temporally"
"Yeah whilst our Dads open the new criminal museum in Manchester with that ginger journalist! A whole move for that it's unreal! Isn't it Miss…Miss?" Morgan and Alex unlocked horns to realize that the bell had already gone for the end of college, no one had cared to tell them, and the teacher of the year had left a note on the board; 'Homework do first model essay on Aggression by Friday'. "How did everyone manage to leav…"
"Great" sighed Alex closing down the PowerPoint and logging off "Yet again we're going to be the laughing stock of the school, you had to do it in Psychology as well, they're going to think we're mad too! Did you see how fast they left the room, I didn't even notice!" Morgan shrugged and started to gather her things conveniently clasping everything together into one folder and slipping it into her bag before it exploded.
"You know I'm annoyed about moving here, and you chose to do that PowerPoint in Psychology, you could've have done it in any of your other two lessons were not in together could you?"
"I thought that you would've wanted to help" Alex disclaimed "You don't have to keep taking it out on me you know I'm your best friend Numpty" He too had his books in his bag; I'll see you later after when you've cooled down". He then briskly walked to the exit at the other end of the class.