Chapter Three
"Hey! Larry, sit down!"
"I'm Harry."
"...whoever you are, please sit down!"
"But John took my pencil!"
"John, give Larry-er, Harry back his pencil."
"I didn't take his pencil!"
"Then Harry, sit down."
"But John DOES have my pencil! He's lying!"
"I am not!"
"Look, you don't even need a pencil anyways, so just sit down!"
"Uh, Mark..."Mark turned to see Roger, flanked by the four girls, as they sat around him, gazing at him. He was practically backed into a wall.
"Girls! Come back to your seats and leave Roger alone!"Mark cried. The girls all pouted sadly as they returned to their seats.
"Mark!"
"Yes Julia?"
"John just hit me with his pencil!"
"It's MY pencil!"
"It is not!"
"Stop throwing things at me!"
"GUYS!"Mark cried frantically. "John, stop stealing things!...and don't throw your stolen things at Julia!"
"Mark!"
"Yes Julia!"
"We haven't talked much about Bat Mitzvah's. Are you being sexist just because you had a Bar Mitzvah?"
"No! I'm not being sexist! We haven't talked about Bar Mitzvah's either! We haven't talked about anything yet!"
"Dude, check it out!"All the boys were completely turned around in their seats...to look at Maureen and Joanne, who were making out in the corner. The girls all gasped.
"My father doesn't approve of homosexual relationships!"Sarah screeched.
"MAUREEN! JOANNE!"Mark screamed, running over quickly and pulled them off of each other.
"Oops! Sorry Marky, we got a little carried away..."Maureen said, giggling.
"Whoa! We never get teachers like THAT here!"Porter commented.
"Er...go back to your work!"Mark commanded.
"What work? You haven't given us anything to do yet,"Tim pointed out.
"I...uh...write about your temple,"Mark invented.
"I can't, John has my pencil!"
"I do not!"Mark sighed.
"Look, just...share the pencil!"He turned back to the front...where all the girls had surrounded a very angry-looking Roger again.
"Mark..."he growled.
"GIRLS! Please keep away from the angry rock star! He's not very personable, and he will bite if you get too close!"Mark warned, running back over.
"Can we touch him?"Jen asked.
"NO!"Mark shouted. "BACK TO YOUR SEATS!"The girls all quickly ran back to their seats...just as the boys all jumped up to watch John and Harry, who had started a fist fight.
"Oh God...boys! Please! Stop!"Mark shrieked, running across the room yet again. "Hey! Get off him! John, stop that! Boys! Please! STOP!"Mark danced around the fight, screaming frantically.
"Look Mark, you're not gonna get 'em to stop by prancing around like that!"Joanne snapped, shoving Mark aside...and diving right into the middle of the fight. She grabbed John by the arms, holding them behind his back as he struggled to break away.
"Mark! Grab the other one!"Joanne ordered. Mark quickly grabbed Harry, who was clawing at John viciously.
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"All the other boys were chanting.
"No! Don't fight!"Mark was pleading miserably as he tried to hold back Harry.
"Roger! Are you single?"
"How old are you?"
"Do you have a car?"
"Mark!"
"Roger!"
"Maureen!"
"ANGEL!"Everyone stopped at the sound of a fourth adult voice. Mark, Roger, Joanne and Maureen all whirled around, and the kids froze where they were, as Collins and Mimi entered the room...followed by Angel, in her complete ensemble.
All noise in the class stopped immediately. All the kid's jaws dropped, except Porter, who actually fell out of his seat.
"Hey there kids!"Angel greeted, grinning and waving.
"Whoa,"John uttered. He and Harry completely forgot about the pencil fight, and Mark and Joanne let them go.
"Well...I see you're having a bit of trouble,"Collins commented.
"Who, us? Not at all..."Mark muttered. Collins laughed.
"Don't worry Mark, we're here to help!"he assured his friend. "Why don't you all take a seat?"All the kids sat down quickly and quietly, still gaping at Angel as she sat down beside the boys, who edged away slightly.
"Everyone...this is my friend, Tom Collins. He's a professor,"Mark explained, running to the front of the room to stand beside Collins. "And he's really going to be helping me teach the class today!"
"Who's that then?"Julia asked, pointing at Angel.
"That's...Angel,"Mark replied, unable to come up with a better word to describe Angel at the moment. Maureen had joined them now.
"Oh God, just WAIT until you guys meet Angel!"she said excitedly.
"Is he gay?"Sarah asked. Maureen snorted.
"Was Jesus Catholic?"she replied, attempting to make an analogy.
"...no. Jesus was Jewish,"Sarah corrected. Maureen froze, as Mark slapped his hand to his forehead.
"Oh...I knew that!"Maureen insisted. "I was just kidding! Haha!"All the kids just sat there, staring at her blankly as she laughed insanely at her own screw up.
"Maureen...uh, Maureen...just...stop,"Mark finally said, putting a hand on her shoulder and pushing her away.
"Hey babe,"Mimi greeted, sitting right down on Roger's lap and kissing him.
"Awww!"Mimi frowned as all the girls exchanged miserable expressions.
"Looks like you've got yourself a fan club, huh?"she teased. Roger rolled his eyes.
"More like a cult..."
"Hey! What's your name?"Angel asked Jay, who was sitting beside her.
"Uh...er...um...Jay,"he squeaked.
"Have you been good to Mark so far, Jay?"Angel asked. Jay nodded frantically. Angel smiled.
"Good! Let's keep it that way! I'd hate for things to get ugly."And with that, she pulled out her compact and began fixing her lipstick.
Collins and Mark finally began teaching the actual class. But they were still having trouble with the kid's names...
"I just can't keep them straight! I mean, who's idea was it to put a Harry and a Larry in the same class!"Mark demanded.
"You know, I think I have an idea,"Mimi said suddenly. She got up, grabbing a roll of tape...
Ten minutes later, each kid had their name taped to their chest.
"We have to wear name tags?"Porter whined.
"Yeah. Blame your parents for naming you!"Mimi retorted. And she walked away. Collins turned to the class happily, clapping his hands together.
"Okay! So, who's ready for some Old Testament?"
Hey, thanks for all your comments and reviews! I finally got some criticism too!(always healthy, you never want all compliments)I'm sorry if this chapter was kind of repetitive, but I've had SUCH a long week, and I'm exhausted. But I wanted to get this chapter up before the weekend, because I'm completely swamped all weekend too! So here it is. I promise the next one will be better!