Wow... It's been a long time... Does anyone even remember the story line? Well, I've been getting lots of ideas. Though I'm really glad, it's sorta overwhelming. Thanx for all the support, though. And thanks to Rena Redhead, The Darkest Half, Cold Cruel and Collected, succorelle, Dark angel, and echo-waters. I hope I can use all your ideas. Here's the chapter.

The next day had just started and the first thing that Robin noticed was that everyone looked back to normal; which was weird. Aside from a few scratches and bruises, no one was sporting a cast or crutches or even band-aids for that matter.

'Either I'm so awesome that I managed to knock out everyone without hurting them, or there's something wrong here...'

He decided that he would ask Slade about it the next time he saw him. And with that subject in mind, Robin recalled said teen's answer to his question:

"I'll tell you later."

He glared at the thought as he walked into the classroom. He was so lost in his frustrated musings that he didn't notice everyone was quiet until he heard someone call, "Everyone stand!"

The instruction pierced through his mind and froze him to his spot. He looked around and behind him, seeing that the entire class, and the teacher, was standing.

He didn't move and didn't know what was going on. Everyone was already standing, so why weren't they sitting back down? What were they waiting for? Was this some sort of drill? He half expected for someone to say "FLASH!" and then everyone would duck under their desks; but no such thing occurred.

Robin once again scanned the room, this time looking at everyone's faces, trying to find some hint as to what to do.

Then he recognized the group from the cafeteria, never before recalling that they were in his English class; which was quite reasonable since this was only his third day at school. His eyes fell on the violet-haired girl-- Raven, was it?-- and managed to catch her gaze. She immediately understood that he had no idea what was happening and shifted her eyes from him, to his desk.

After repeating the action twice, Robin finally understood. He walked to his desk and sat down.

Then a voice, he assumed the same one that told everyone to stand, said, "Be seated!"

And so everyone returned to their desks.

Robin then understood that this was probably a procedure they performed for the Vice SP (VSP).

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The rest of the class was rather boring, that is, until some one-- or some ones-- decided to shoot spit balls at the teacher. She had been in the middle of discussing the importance of plot and other literary terms when the first spit ball hit her right in the forehead. She immediately told the kids to "stop playing around" and was then pelted with a rain of spitty projectiles.

Robin looked at the assailants, trying to figure out which was the best way to make them stop, AKA: Beat some sense into them, when a swift plunk told him that a note had just landed on his desk.

He picked it up, unfolded it, and read it:

Those are the three main H.I.V.E. kids; which stands for: Huge Ignoramuses Vying for Expulsion. They always try to disrupt class.

The big one is Mammoth: all brawns, no brain.

The little one is Gizmo: He's a technology freak with a short temper.

The pink girl is Jinx: sort of like the leader (1).

There are more of them, but those guys cause the most trouble (2).

After reading the note, Robin looked up at Raven, who was watching him. She gave him a small nod, confirming that she was the one that gave him the note.

It was then that the teacher screamed, "That's it! I've had enough!" and ran out of the room.

The H.I.V.E. kids started laughing and giving each other high-fives. They even mocked the teacher and mimicked her cries as she ran out.

Then Slade walked in, and everyone was quiet.

His eyes immediately went to the H.I.V.E. group and stayed there a long time. There was no question that he already knew who had caused their teacher's distress.

The intense stare was still on them as he spoke evenly, "Vice Robin, I need to speak with you. Please accompany me outside."

As soon as that was said, Slade left the room.

Robin took this as his cue to follow. As he was walking out, however, he was very aware of the angry glares that the "Ignoramuses" were giving him.

The young teen met with the SP just outside the classroom. He met Robin's gaze and stated quickly, "I have an assignment for you. It seems that I am in need of a new English teacher."

"What?"

Slade let out an impatient sigh. "I'll say it slowly then." His speech then became a considerable amount slower. "Your teacher has quit. I need to find a new one."

The younger gave him a glare. "So, what, you want me to find a new teacher for you?"

Then the SP smirked, and Robin knew that something was wrong.

"No Robin, I want you to be the new teacher."

"What!"

Again the elder spoke, "I'll say it slowly then. --"

"I heard what you said!" the boy interrupted.

"Then stop acting stupid." The SP gave Robin a cold look as a warning. "I know you are five years ahead of all your classes. Well, except Algebra. And, if you're to be SP someday, you'll need to be able to command the respect and obedience of the entire school. If you can't even control a classroom of miscreants, how will you handle an entire school-full?"

"I don't want to be SP!" His declaration echoed through the halls as he glared up at Slade, crouching into a defensive stance, as if ready to attack.

"You agreed to it."

The younger's glower thickened. "You made me."

"You had a choice."

"Like hell I did!" He straightened up and now stood defiantly in front of Slade.

Said elder then observed Robin for a moment. "You seem to be forgetting some rules, boy." His voice held the undertone of a growl.

"I never forget anything unless I deem it unimportant, boy."

"And where will you go once I expel you from school? Just curious." There was an obvious threat in his tone.

The hall was held by silence. Robin considered his options for a moment and then figured out he had none. "Fine, I'll be the English teacher. But how do you expect me to teach if I have other classes during the day?"

"You don't think anyone would willingly stay here for more then two hours, do you? Our teachers are only hired for one period, then another takes over. In short, you will only be needed for your period. And since you can't seem to hold your tongue, you must at least address me as 'sir' when you speak to me. I'm sure your parents taught you at least some form of conduct."

"Yes sir", the teen hero grit out.

"Good. Now, after school you will meet with me in the gym for a few lessons on respect. A thorough beating should put you in your place."

The elder teen then proceeded in walking away.

After trying to see if pushing more effort into his glare would allow him the ability to shoot lasers from his eyes, Robin took a deep breath and stepped into the classroom.

Slade, having finally heard the door close, thought, 'No Robin, you can't kill me that way.'

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(1) Jinx is sorta like the leader, right?

(2) How much of the other HIVE kids should I put into this? Do I even have to put them in, or is just the main three and mentioning the others enough?

Hurray! I finally updated! And this was my longest chapter yet! Yes, you still have permission to hate me. Ugh, I'm such a bad person. Well, my fav. author-ess is gonna be out for a while, so I guess I'm writing this for her. Please give me more ideas! And I hope this actually seems like a school now. Much luv! Review?