Apologies for the long wait! My life has just been really unexpectedly hectic which hasn't left much time for writing.
Anyway, as always I do not own Lab Rats.
He stumbled to his car wearily. Coffee in his hand and light stubble on his face. He checked his watch: 20 minutes to get to work. He might make it….maybe. If traffic wasn't bad (which, of course, it always was).
Overslept?! He never overslept. His class would be waiting. The bell would ring any minute now and he was still 2 miles away stuck behind at least a hundred other drivers, all honking and shouting, and no doubt just as frustrated as he was.
"Come on!" He found himself muttering involuntarily under his breath over and over until it became a kind of pattern. It was almost like he might somehow be able to will the cars forward with his chanting.
He finally burst through the classroom doors 10 minutes late, whilst downing the last of his coffee, and managing to let out a quick "Sorry I'm late, everyone." between sips. He made his way to his desk and sifted through the mess of papers in the drawer to fish out the attendance chart. No time to take a proper attendance, he'd have to scan the room instead:
Anderson, Rebecca….check
….Baker. Check
…Bell. Check
...Clark. Check
...Cooper. Check
…Davenport, Chase
...Chase…His seat was empty. Again.
Realeasing a heavy sigh, he darted his eyes around the room, but to no avail. Chase wasn't in the room.
"Does anyone know where Chase is?"
There was a sudden eruption of whispers and exchanged glances.
"Quiet please. I didn't ask you to-"
"Uh...Mr Riley…" A voice from the back of the room suddenly interrupted, "you, uh, haven't seen the video?"
I hope I've made it clear what epsidode this is in! I didn't want to make it too obvious. Sorry it's short, but I'm thinking of possibly doing a part 2, so let me know if that's something you'd want to read. If you liked this chapter, or have any feedback, please let me know in a review. See you next time :)