The bell rang out for the beginning of third hour. Our friends Louis, Twitty, and Tawny where in their yawn worthy science class. The lecture hadn't even begun yet and Twenty's eyes where drooping. Guess it had to be the anticipation of such.
" Okay, people, time to get started. If you would, open your book to page one ninety five. Oh, uh, can I help you?" the teacher said as the newly familiar face entered the room.
"Oh, sorry, I had a bit of trouble finding the place," Randy said, " Randy James,"
" Well welcome to our school, I hope you find it enjoyable," the teacher replied, " I'm Mrs. Richards and you can just find you a seat and I hope you don't get completely lost,"
She went over to the table that Twitty was sitting at and plopped down into the seat next to him. " Hey Alan," she said with a smile, " How's your day going?"
" Okay, but we better be quite for now, don't want you getting in trouble on your first day," he answered.
" Alright, can anyone tell me what they know about..." She stops as she sees that Randy and Mr. Twitty aren't paying attention, but instead, looking at something that Randy has written down.
"Ms. James, tell me, what do you know about rare diseases?"
"In the human body?" Randy queried.
" Yes, that would be most admirable,"
" Well there is Dasbodh. Yeah that is said to be the root of unhappiness. But for the world of modern day medicine, there is a recent research from the Gaza Medical Institute that reports several cases of pulmonary thromboembolism, which is a altitude illness that occurs mostly at heights over eight hundred feet. It's similar to pulmonary adema. Call me when ever the rest of you catch up," Randy said, finishing quite victorious and with a smart like smirk.