+++ CHAPTER THREE +++
"They seem rather rude," commented Wolverine to the Professor privately.
"Hm. well, that's their true personality. "When I looked into their minds I made them feel like they've known us for a long time. So, they feel that they're familiar with us."
"Do you do that often?" asked Wolverine with raised eyebrows.
"No, they just seemed awfully shaken."
Wolverine nodded. He didn't agree with the professor. Those girls weren't shaken; they were plain freaky. =D
"Now, Logan, I shall be giving them lessons. They may have some trouble; I don't fully understand them yet. I shall appreciate it if you didn't scare them to death everyday."
Wolverine growled.
"Like that?"
The professor shook his head sadly.
***
"Um. have you guys seen Michelle?" asked Victoria.
"No. Who cares?" replied Stephanie.
Jacqueline came up to them, "Hey, Christina and Rachel aren't in the library either. Did they go to the gym?"
"No way, mats isn't today," replied Victoria.
Jacqueline shrugged.
"Maybe they dropped into a different world and got lost and will never come back," said Victoria cheerfully. =D ***
[Judging from the amount of beating I'm gonna get from Rachel later, I think I'll make it less erm. offensive? Ok, back to the story.]
"Ok, Michelle, please draw something harmless. maybe a book?" suggested the professor.
"Ok!" said Michelle cheerfully as she sketched a plain book on her new art diary.
"Now, concentrate on it and slowly make it come to life," said the professor.
"Okay." said Michelle.
Wham!
A book flew out of nowhere, or actually out of Michelle's art diary and ricocheted off the walls. Suddenly more books came out until the room was a flurry.
"Ouch!" yelled a muffled voice that could have been Rachel. "Fuck you, Squishy!"
A few seconds later there was heavy thump as someone's backside hit the floor. Rachel's backside, presumably.
"Squishy!" growled Rachel. I'll get you for this!"
And she did. She raised a hand and spirals of pure energy flew from her fingertips. The blue lines weaved themselves in out and out of the flying books until they reached Michelle and started to choke her. Rachel's way of doing things.
Michelle stuck out her tongue at Rachel through all the choking and hurriedly drew a Venus fly trap plant then made THAT come to life. Bad, bad. Unfortunately, the Venus fly trap decided that it didn't want to go for Rachel and instead attacked the professor. The professor shook his head and manipulated time to freeze.
Michelle inspected her Venus fly trap.
"You need art lessons," snapped Rachel.
"Fuck off." Michelle is rather er. vain of her artworks.
"No," said the professor. "Michelle, you do need art lessons, just not now. Rachel, you need to stop acting so rashly and-"
Suddenly there was a piercing scream and the Professor clutched his head while Rachel and Michelle remained unaffected. The professor lost control of his time manipulation and everything came back to life again. Michelle quickly drew a net and threw it over everything. May I say that the net had a huge gaping whole in it? Which Mich didn't realise was there.
Anyway, the girls rush out of the room to find Christina backing away from a tarantula.
"Eww," commented Rachel. "That's big."
"I know," breathed Christina. "It's at least twenty centimetres."
"Actually, it's more than a metre," said Rachel.
"Where?" shrieked Christina, looking around frantically.
"There," replied Rachel with satisfaction as she pointed at Michelle's sketch pad.
Then that something came out of Michelle's sketch pad and damn near scared Christina to death.
"AHEM!" said the professor.
"The first step is to learn how to control your powers. You must, I insist upon this, you must listen to me," said the Professor.
This lecture came across rather heavy.
"Okay, when do we start?"
"We already did. With a test."
"A test?"
"Yes, the tarantula. By the way, you failed."
"They seem rather rude," commented Wolverine to the Professor privately.
"Hm. well, that's their true personality. "When I looked into their minds I made them feel like they've known us for a long time. So, they feel that they're familiar with us."
"Do you do that often?" asked Wolverine with raised eyebrows.
"No, they just seemed awfully shaken."
Wolverine nodded. He didn't agree with the professor. Those girls weren't shaken; they were plain freaky. =D
"Now, Logan, I shall be giving them lessons. They may have some trouble; I don't fully understand them yet. I shall appreciate it if you didn't scare them to death everyday."
Wolverine growled.
"Like that?"
The professor shook his head sadly.
***
"Um. have you guys seen Michelle?" asked Victoria.
"No. Who cares?" replied Stephanie.
Jacqueline came up to them, "Hey, Christina and Rachel aren't in the library either. Did they go to the gym?"
"No way, mats isn't today," replied Victoria.
Jacqueline shrugged.
"Maybe they dropped into a different world and got lost and will never come back," said Victoria cheerfully. =D ***
[Judging from the amount of beating I'm gonna get from Rachel later, I think I'll make it less erm. offensive? Ok, back to the story.]
"Ok, Michelle, please draw something harmless. maybe a book?" suggested the professor.
"Ok!" said Michelle cheerfully as she sketched a plain book on her new art diary.
"Now, concentrate on it and slowly make it come to life," said the professor.
"Okay." said Michelle.
Wham!
A book flew out of nowhere, or actually out of Michelle's art diary and ricocheted off the walls. Suddenly more books came out until the room was a flurry.
"Ouch!" yelled a muffled voice that could have been Rachel. "Fuck you, Squishy!"
A few seconds later there was heavy thump as someone's backside hit the floor. Rachel's backside, presumably.
"Squishy!" growled Rachel. I'll get you for this!"
And she did. She raised a hand and spirals of pure energy flew from her fingertips. The blue lines weaved themselves in out and out of the flying books until they reached Michelle and started to choke her. Rachel's way of doing things.
Michelle stuck out her tongue at Rachel through all the choking and hurriedly drew a Venus fly trap plant then made THAT come to life. Bad, bad. Unfortunately, the Venus fly trap decided that it didn't want to go for Rachel and instead attacked the professor. The professor shook his head and manipulated time to freeze.
Michelle inspected her Venus fly trap.
"You need art lessons," snapped Rachel.
"Fuck off." Michelle is rather er. vain of her artworks.
"No," said the professor. "Michelle, you do need art lessons, just not now. Rachel, you need to stop acting so rashly and-"
Suddenly there was a piercing scream and the Professor clutched his head while Rachel and Michelle remained unaffected. The professor lost control of his time manipulation and everything came back to life again. Michelle quickly drew a net and threw it over everything. May I say that the net had a huge gaping whole in it? Which Mich didn't realise was there.
Anyway, the girls rush out of the room to find Christina backing away from a tarantula.
"Eww," commented Rachel. "That's big."
"I know," breathed Christina. "It's at least twenty centimetres."
"Actually, it's more than a metre," said Rachel.
"Where?" shrieked Christina, looking around frantically.
"There," replied Rachel with satisfaction as she pointed at Michelle's sketch pad.
Then that something came out of Michelle's sketch pad and damn near scared Christina to death.
"AHEM!" said the professor.
"The first step is to learn how to control your powers. You must, I insist upon this, you must listen to me," said the Professor.
This lecture came across rather heavy.
"Okay, when do we start?"
"We already did. With a test."
"A test?"
"Yes, the tarantula. By the way, you failed."