Bobby stared at the tall pile of papers he had on his desk. He tapped his fingers against his desk constantly. This paper would determine sixty percent of his grade. He had been working non stop to finish it. Bobby glanced at the clock knowing that he needed to get some sleep. He didn't stop though, he needed to finish this paper. Time passed as the time for class was growing closer and closer. Bobby typed the last word and printed the paper. It was done and he let his head fall onto the desk, as he fell into a deep sleep.
About two hours later his alarm rang. He looked at the clock seeing that class started in ten minutes. He grabbed the papers and rushed to class only to be stopped by Logan.
"You missed training yesterday! What was so important that you had to miss my class?" Logan stared angrily at Bobby, staring him down but Bobby didn't seem to care.
"Can we talk about this later. I need to get to.."
"No we can't talk about this later! You have been failing a lot of your classes and I won't let you slack off any longer!" Logan still didn't't seem to frighten the boy.
Bobby was getting angry. He had about six minutes to get to class. Then he did something he would regret for a long time.
"Just get out of my way! I have to get to class now! I have to turn this.." Logan stopped him from talking any more.
"Just who do you think your messing with kid! Do you really want to get on my bad side now?"
"The way your acting now is your bad side? I'd hate to see you when your bad side shows."
Bobby said that with a smirk on his face. Logan yelled angrily and extended his claws. He then slashed down at the papers in Bobby's hands.
Time seemed to slow down to Bobby. All of his work was gone. He wondered how would explain this to the professor. He picked up the shreds of paper and walked off. Already late for class.
Bobby nervously opened the class rooms wooden door. When he entered everyone was staring. The professor had only one question.
"Where is your report Mr. Drake?"
Bobby laid the papers on his desk. Some of the shreds of papers fell onto the floor. He could feel everyones eyes staring at him. He had only one excuse.
"Logan did it."
Hey everyone I hoped you liked the story. I know I'm not that good so any helpful comment would be appreciated. This is the first time I've wrote for X-Men. I hope it was at least decent. Thank you all for reading it!