Off to the reviewers!
To Agent Silver: Now that would take the whole schoolgirl-with-crush-on-the-teacher to a whole new level, wouldn't it? Oh yes...my chemistry teacher in my senior year of high school was the worst. He was also the football coach and he always gave good grades and lax rules to the football players and their girlfriends. Since I fell into neither of these categories I got shafted.
To moonjava: Thank you.
Uh, what are you waiting for? Read and review!
Chapter 3: The Class Rules and Regulations
"That's my name," Dr. Otto Octavius said to his class. "I will be finishing out the year teaching science. I am now going to write the rules on the board."
Reggie stole the straw from Jughead's drink, and then used it to throw a spitball at Dr. Octavius' head.
"Mantle, if you throw one more spitball you will be dealt with severely," he merely said.
Reggie could swear the man's back was turned to him. He also thought for a tiny fraction of a second that a very small red light was peeking at him from beneath the teacher's coat. But when he looked again the red light was gone. Reggie sullenly scrunched back down in his seat. Jughead took his straw back, inserted back into his cup, and resumed his meal.
"Forsythe Jones, food is not allowed in my class."
Jughead thought he saw a little red light scanning him over, but immediately dismissed the thought, as it was impossible. "B-but…I wasn't eating."
"Yes you were. You were drinking Mountain Dew and eating a double cheeseburger."
That was, indeed, what Jughead was eating. "Uh…sorry, sir. And my name's Jughead."
Dr. Octavius' back was still turned to the students as he wrote the rules on the board. "Your name is listed on the roll sheet as Forsythe P. Jones. That is what I will call you."
"Everyone calls me Jughead…and Mr. Flutesnoot always let us eat in class as long as we cleaned it up."
"As you can see, I am not Mr. Flutesnoot. I am also not a man you would want to cross."
Jughead slinked over to the trashcan and threw his half-eaten cheeseburger away.
"Hey this guy's good," muttered Reggie. "No one's ever made Jughead stop eating before."
"I heard that, Mantle. Here are the rules and regulations:
"You will arrive in class in a timely manner, with your textbook, notebook, pencil, pen, and calculator, ready to start learning.
"Homework will be assigned three times a school week and turned in on the next homework day.
"Tests and quizzes are to be conducted every Friday.
"An excused absence due to sickness or other emergency is the only valid reason not to turn in homework or tests at the assigned times.
"There will be no students talking in class unless you raise your hands and I call on you.
"You will use all laboratory equipment properly and safely.
"There will be respect shown towards the teacher and other students at all times.
"And finally—there will be no food or gum allowed in class.
"Any questions? And Jones, take that absurd hat of yours off. And Miss Lodge, this is a classroom, not a beauty salon."
Jughead gulped and removed his cap. Veronica put her makeup away.
Dr. Octavius turned to face the class. "As you might have noticed, I am able to see, hear, and notice things you might not expect me to notice. And any misbehaving students will be dealt with severely. I will now be handing you a short test to see exactly how much you know about the field of science; you may quietly begin as soon as I hand you your paper. As soon as you are finished you will turn it in to me."
"The nerve," Reggie muttered. "Giving out a quiz on his first freaking day here."
"I heard that."
