Okay, I'm back by popular demand.
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Yup!"::
Thanks for all of the reviews! I thought this story was stupid, but oh
well! It gets me prepared for all of the serious stuff I'm going to
start working on...
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Like Adventures in
Adept Training?"::
Don't YOU get on my case, too!
Episode 2: Typical Days
English class, and Garet felt sleepy.
This was a VERY bad thing. Their teacher, Mrs. McCroy, was not
only very round, but she was VERY strict. Luckily, she found his
apparent stupidity amusing. Garet really wasn't STUPID, he just blurted
out the first thing that came to mind, which usually didn't have any
meaning to the subject at hand, which was usually poetry.
"Oh well," Garet muttered, folding his arms and resting his head
against them. It wasn't long before he was in a deep, dreamless sleep.
He needed it anyway, it was a game night tonight...
"Garet Jones," Mrs. McCroy glared at the sleeping teenager. No
response. "GARET!"
Isaac, who sat just behind Garet, poked him with his pencil.
"Damn, he sleeps like a log."
"Yeah, if he wasn't breathing you would have thought he had
died," Felix, who sat next to him, agreed.
"I could arrange that," Karst said, filing one of her nails into
a spike and looking bored.
"I'm awake," Garet's head snapped up. All of the girls in the
class, with the exception of Karst and Menardi, giggled.
"Good. You may have a 'big game' tonight, but I'm NOT going to
cater to your needs," if looks could kill, the steely glint in McCroy's
eye would have reduced Garet to a small, smoking hole. "Now, if you'll
all turn to page 437..."
"You can really make an ass out of yourself sometimes," Isaac
muttered.
"Isaac," Mia, Isaac's current girlfriend (he had two others at
the moment, but SHE didn't know that), said in a warning tone. "What
have we said about profanity?"
"It's the sign of a weak mind," Ivan, sitting in front of Mia,
said calmly.
"Oh, shit, woman," Isaac glared at her. "I'll say whatever I
damn well please."
"Not while I'm your 'woman'," Mia glared at him.
"Isaac, Mia, would you two like to share?" McCroy gave them the
Icy Vulture Glare of Death.
"Not really," Isaac replied.
"Then stay silent in my class."
Garet sighed and put his head back on his desk. Typical days
could be so boring...
Yup, okay, that was stupid. Back to your lives, citizens, nothing to
see here.
Isaac: ::in red "It's like a train wreck"::
What?
Isaac: ::in red "You just can't look away..."::
Right...review, or I'll discontinue it.
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Yup!"::
Thanks for all of the reviews! I thought this story was stupid, but oh
well! It gets me prepared for all of the serious stuff I'm going to
start working on...
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Like Adventures in
Adept Training?"::
Don't YOU get on my case, too!
Episode 2: Typical Days
English class, and Garet felt sleepy.
This was a VERY bad thing. Their teacher, Mrs. McCroy, was not
only very round, but she was VERY strict. Luckily, she found his
apparent stupidity amusing. Garet really wasn't STUPID, he just blurted
out the first thing that came to mind, which usually didn't have any
meaning to the subject at hand, which was usually poetry.
"Oh well," Garet muttered, folding his arms and resting his head
against them. It wasn't long before he was in a deep, dreamless sleep.
He needed it anyway, it was a game night tonight...
"Garet Jones," Mrs. McCroy glared at the sleeping teenager. No
response. "GARET!"
Isaac, who sat just behind Garet, poked him with his pencil.
"Damn, he sleeps like a log."
"Yeah, if he wasn't breathing you would have thought he had
died," Felix, who sat next to him, agreed.
"I could arrange that," Karst said, filing one of her nails into
a spike and looking bored.
"I'm awake," Garet's head snapped up. All of the girls in the
class, with the exception of Karst and Menardi, giggled.
"Good. You may have a 'big game' tonight, but I'm NOT going to
cater to your needs," if looks could kill, the steely glint in McCroy's
eye would have reduced Garet to a small, smoking hole. "Now, if you'll
all turn to page 437..."
"You can really make an ass out of yourself sometimes," Isaac
muttered.
"Isaac," Mia, Isaac's current girlfriend (he had two others at
the moment, but SHE didn't know that), said in a warning tone. "What
have we said about profanity?"
"It's the sign of a weak mind," Ivan, sitting in front of Mia,
said calmly.
"Oh, shit, woman," Isaac glared at her. "I'll say whatever I
damn well please."
"Not while I'm your 'woman'," Mia glared at him.
"Isaac, Mia, would you two like to share?" McCroy gave them the
Icy Vulture Glare of Death.
"Not really," Isaac replied.
"Then stay silent in my class."
Garet sighed and put his head back on his desk. Typical days
could be so boring...
Yup, okay, that was stupid. Back to your lives, citizens, nothing to
see here.
Isaac: ::in red "It's like a train wreck"::
What?
Isaac: ::in red "You just can't look away..."::
Right...review, or I'll discontinue it.