Chapter 3: "Innocently Ominous"
Oz and Larry sit side by side on the fourth row of upper seats in the class room. Both taking science at UC Sunnydale.
The principal walks in. He is adorned in gray.
"Ah, can I have your attention. Please, settle down. Now I am sure you've all heard of the tragic events this morning in the abandoned Bronze Club. I'd like to start first by giving my heartfelt condolences for those of you who knew April Pennywether and Nancy Gwenitch. I have to say this far too often, but, let us all bow our heads in a moment of silence."
Only the plastic wall mounted clock can be heard ticking away.
"All right. Charles Maywether has transferred to another city. This time class, I am proud to say you will not receive another substitute. With no further ado, here she is," he puts a hand out and in steps a middle age lady. She is wearing an overcoat and has a briefcase.
"I thought I'd let you introduce yourself," say the principal to the woman.
"Thank you. Class," she turns around and writes her name with chalk on the blackboard and turns around, "my name is Maggie A. Walsh. I hope to get to know you all. You can address me as sir, or Miss Walsh," she smiles a bit, "I'm sure we will have an interesting experience."
-FIN-
Oz and Larry sit side by side on the fourth row of upper seats in the class room. Both taking science at UC Sunnydale.
The principal walks in. He is adorned in gray.
"Ah, can I have your attention. Please, settle down. Now I am sure you've all heard of the tragic events this morning in the abandoned Bronze Club. I'd like to start first by giving my heartfelt condolences for those of you who knew April Pennywether and Nancy Gwenitch. I have to say this far too often, but, let us all bow our heads in a moment of silence."
Only the plastic wall mounted clock can be heard ticking away.
"All right. Charles Maywether has transferred to another city. This time class, I am proud to say you will not receive another substitute. With no further ado, here she is," he puts a hand out and in steps a middle age lady. She is wearing an overcoat and has a briefcase.
"I thought I'd let you introduce yourself," say the principal to the woman.
"Thank you. Class," she turns around and writes her name with chalk on the blackboard and turns around, "my name is Maggie A. Walsh. I hope to get to know you all. You can address me as sir, or Miss Walsh," she smiles a bit, "I'm sure we will have an interesting experience."
-FIN-