Testing Your Muggle and American Skills!

By Moony

All characters that you recognize are JK Rowling's. All other characters are mine (Anne, Michelle…). The teachers are all real teachers, so they are not mine. Some characters are based on real people. Ok. I'm done. Please don't sue me.

This is for my friend,Madie's, birthday, though was beinga tad bit evil and not letting me update.Now she won't kill me. 'Cause I finally updated. Happy birthday belated birthdayMadie!

Chapter 6

James and Marissa…

And again, the BELL!

"I HATE THESE BELLS!" James screamed in the hallways.

The students turned around, and stared at him, and the teachers outside were still talking, apparently oblivious to the chaos all around them.

"It's ok, you'll get used to them," Marissa said, half laughing.

"Cursed bells, wish I had my wand…" James muttered.

"Yeah well, we have language arts next."

"Wazzat?"

"A bunch of crap where you learn how to write essays, grammar, spelling, vocabulary, and read boring books and answer silly questions on them. Yah."

"Isn't there any interesting classes? I mean, at Hogwarts, there's boring classes, but there's not ALL boring classes! We have cool ones! Here, it's just like… ALL boring! I thought this was gonna be fun!"

"It will be. Trust me. Once you know how all the teachers work, you use it against them, and it's a joy to watch them struggle," Marissa said. "That's where all the fun in school is. Besides seeing your friends."

"Cool."

They headed up the stairs into room 209, where a petite lady was standing at the door, her eyes bugged out. Her hair looked like a wig.

"Is that fake hair?" James asked.

"I dunno. How would I know? I mean, I never really tried to pull a teacher's hair off," Marissa said.

"Right."

The two took seats in the corner by the window and waited for the boring class to start. The bell rung, and the papers were in the teacher's hands again.

"Good day! I'm Mrs. McEachran…"

By then, James was snoring.

Sirius and Anne…

"Well, it's science time." Anne sighed.

"And what is science?" Sirius asked.

" Well you see, these Muggles don't have magic, so they make up reasons why everything is as it is. It's called science. All those reasons and processes." Anne explained.

"Am I going to die of boredom on just my first day here?" Sirius asked.

"Obviously not, or else the whole school would be gone by now."

"This isn't what I wanted!"

"This isn't what I wanted either!"

"You mean you didn't want to come here?"

"No."

"Then why'd you come?"

"'Cause we had to."

"Why?"

"'Cause our parents force us to."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

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It cotinued for a while, until they finally reached 208. And at the door of the classroom were – Remus and Michelle!

"Oh awesome, do you have this class now too?" Sirius asked.

"Yup, it's like Ms. A-mee-dee. Or something. Science. Let's go," Michelle said.

The four of them walked in. The room, was decorated with fish… (you already read this description.) The four of them raced to the corner.

"Corner seats rock!" Anne said.

"Yup!"

For a long while, the lady, Ms. Amedee, kept talking. On and on. Blah blah blah. Organization. Until another BELL!

"That's your lunch bell, go on!" she said, and everyone raced out the door.

"Why is everything seperated by bells?" Sirius asked.

"Dunno," Michelle shrugged.

The four of them headed down the halls to the cafeteria.

"How come we haven't had any classes with Jamesie?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know. You could ask the people who sent you here," Anne said.

"Dang. We didn't bring anything," Remus said as Anne and Michelle sat down with their lunchboxes.

"Oh, you can buy lunch," Michelle said.

"But we don't have money!" Sirius whined. "Plus I have no clue how Muggle money works!"

Michelle took out a wallet and handed each of them a twenty.

"Just give this to the lady when you order. It'll be more than enough. She'll give you change and then you give that back to me."

"Thanks!" Sirius said, and he and Remus hurried to the long line forming.

"This is so awesome. I can't believe our luck!" Michelle said happily as she ate her sandwich.

"I know!"

After a while Remus and Sirius came back, each struggling to hold cookies, a drink, and a pizza, and cash.

"Here," Remus said, dropping the bills and coins. Sirius did the same, and they plopped down next to them.

"I'm starving!" Sirius said, and wolfed down the pizza. "But why do they only serve one little pizza? I mean, in Hogwarts, we had so much to eat!"

"Welcome to Bak MSOA. This isn't Hogwarts, in case you haven't noticed," Michelle replied.

"There is no way that we're going to be full after this lunch," Sirius whined.

"Well, there's vending machines and stuff. But you hardly get to eat those in class anyway," Anne shrugged.

Just as Remus was starting on his cookies, some person yelled –

"FIVE MINUTES LEFT! LUNCH IS OVER IN FIVE MINUTES!"

Causing Remus to wolf down the cookies before the guy came over to the table and said – "Stand up! Clean up! Hurry! Table 1 is dismissed!"

And the table filed out the door.

"Everything in this school is so rushed!" Remus complained.

Back to Ms. Amedee's…

"Now as I was saying, science is everything………………………………………………

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Ding. Ding. Ding.

You know the drill.

James and Marissa…

The bell rang and woke Remus off as they headed to the cafeteria.

"This is way too boring. I feel like smashing things! ARGH! This is worse than Binns's class! Because EVERY SINGLE DAMN CLASS IS BORING!" James screamed.

"Shhhh!" Marissa said, as a teacher looked funnily at them.

"It is! I'm going home!" James said.

"Oh but you can't! It's been so fun with you!" Marissa said.

"Yeah, but maybe you can come too? Wanna?"

"Oh awesome!"

"I would, but I want to find out what happens next in this boring school."

"Oh," said Marissa, slightly disappointed. "Fine, tomorrow, I think you should bring some materials for torturing the teachers though."

"Yes."

They headed for lunch, and…. (you've already read this)/

Michelle, Anne, Remus, and Sirius…

"So, what's next for you guys?" Sirius asked Michelle and Remus.

"I have geography. Which Remus probably has too," Michelle said.

Remus didn't bother checking. "I bet I do."

"Oh. We already had that class. With Mrs. Karvonen. She's goofy," Sirius said.

"But really cool!" Michelle said.

"Awesome. Let's go Moony," Michelle said.

Remus looked at the girl in disbelief.

"You called me Moony!"

"Yeah sure, why not?"

"That's just really weird."

"It's weirder calling you Remus. Because when I refer to you, I always said 'Lupin' or 'Moony'. And Lupin's weirder than Moony so I'm calling you Moony."

"Uh…sure…"

"Cool! You can call me Padfoot!" Sirius said.

"Are you going to leave? I have another class after this!" Ms. Amedee said.

The four hurried out and went their separate ways.

Sirius and Anne hurried to the band room.

"Why are we going to the band room again? We already had band," Sirius said.

"No, that was Music Theory. This is band."

"Ohhhhhhh."

"Yes," she said, as she threw open the door again. They were met by the familiar freezing cold blue room.

Michelle and Remus…

They headed for 222.

"Hello, my name is Mrs. Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvonen…………….

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Ding. Ding. Ding.

And the day wore on and on and on. At last, the Marauders were finally free. They hopped onto bus 40, ready for the long ride home. Unfortunately, they found out that Ms. Parker, the bus driver, wasn't the greatest bus driver in the world. Therefore, they had to endure an hour of the crazy lady screaming about noise.

"Muggle school – is screwed up," James muttered.