Boredom, Computers, and Strange Exchange Students

AN: Ok, this came to me when I was "kill me now" bored in my computer class at high school, trying to listen to my iPod without getting caught and wondering how to hack through the school's block on the internet to get to FanFiction. I had recently discovered the awesomeness of Primeval and obviously fell in love with Connor Temple. This is the chaos that ensues. Happy reading!

Oh, and if I get any facts wrong, please tell me. Unfortunately, I've never been to Britain. It's on the list of places to go! I swear! I do what research I can but my research skills are poorly lacking. This is a pre-emptive apology to anyone and everyone now!

-ItsOnlyForever

~O-O~

Connor was bored. He was more than bored, he was "kill me now" bored. The type of boredom that forces you to find something to do or sit and stare at the wall, drool hanging out of your mouth, eyes glazed over, and vaguely wondering if you can eat the moon. This is not a good thing, especially since Connor had a computer in front of him.

Connor had, to the utter lack of surprise, finished his English report early. Many people would classify Why Governments Hide the Truth interesting fiction, closely resembling fact, but Connor had done his research, on the Home Office mainframe. There were reports of the Lock-Ness Monster (poor Nessie had died years ago), that the US had discovered how to use the alien spacecraft discovered at Roswell (it was a stick-shift), and there was an oil deposit under Siberia that the Russian's knew about but refused to tap (to drive petroleum prices up).

As he skipped over to the CIA mainframe from the United States, Connor felt a presence over his shoulder. The high-school teenage hacking wiz looked up and gulped. (1)

"Mr. Temple, the CIA mainframe. I do hope this is a gag site. And where is your essay?" Professor Earl asked of the terrified student. Connor slightly smiled and handed the English teacher his report, swallowing nervously. "It seems you've done your research, albeit illegally," he remarked after skimming the lengthy essay. "A detention for hacking, and a pending A on your essay. Congratulations and go to the office." Mum was going to kill him.

Connor sat in the Headmaster's (2) office with his head in his hands. He glanced up when the assistant, a pretty (in a girl-next-door kind-off way) brown-haired, brown-eyed transfer student from the U.S., started talking. "My best friends would love you." Connor listened intently. "You're funny, smart, and awesome with computers. I think between me, Rav'ika and Ryuusei, I'm probably the best with computers and you definitely impress me." As Connor blushed, the intercom on her desk buzzed. "They're ready for you. Good luck, Connor Temple." She shook his hand, slipping a piece of paper into it.

"I never caught your name."

"Lea. Lea Delante."

"I think I can remember that. Off to certain doom I go!" And with that, Connor (almost) cheerily went into the office. He had no idea what would be in store for him next.

~O-O~

(1) I believe it's referred to as secondary school (school when your 14-18 years old) on the other side of the Atlantic but it doesn't sound right to me. Switch it in your head if you wish.

(2) Headmaster, principal, take your pick.

Just an FYI, I had an English teacher my freshmen year in high school named Mr. Earl. Yeah, he's out there. And exactly like Prof. Earl too.

And an explanation on page breaks. This: ~O-O~ means a beak between the story and an author's note. This: _-_-_ is a break in the story, usually time. I do it like this because if I don't, I forget to put the line breaks in when I go to post.

I'll try to keep up on this. It'll be my first chapter fic that I didn't wait until it was finished to start posting. *gulps* But if you review, I should post faster!