Me- " ON WITH CHAP TWO! Flamers you know what will happen!"

Gwen- * rolls eyes * "She owns nothing, not even her sanity that belongs to ProvidencePlayground!"

SPECIAL THANKS TO: StarBight708 for being the first review, Plus this is just my first BT story I have MANY...too many Generator Rex fics... though i have a feeling that these are better!

A/N: The classes, times and schedule are set up based off how my school does it, that means they had all classes because it was a monday...for the first day of school.

POV: Ken T.

'Yes! Last class of the day!' I thought. Even I don't know how i ended up in all honors classes, probably had to do with my dads photographic memory and my moms just plain smarts. I walked into the room numbered 2070. As I walked in I looked around. I saw a raven haired boy with dark eyes and a lot of muscels at the back of the class.

"Hey Kenny whats up?" He said.

"Not much Dev. You?" I returned.

"Same, all honors classes, geometry, English, tech, government, Spanish, gym, and this." I nodded. We had the same classes but this was the only one we had togther. Teacher came in and said.

"Welcome to Child Development!" I put my hand up.

"Um I think this is the wrong room, we ( i gestured to me and Devlin) are supposed to be in Biology."

"Bring up your class list." We took our lists up to her. "Hm. I see. You are in room 2070 you need 2700."

"Where is that?" Devlin asked.

"Down the hall go right and then it will be down the first hall on your left side. Here let me write you a pass." She bent down picked up a piece of paper wrote her name the time and date and handed it to us.

"Thanks." I muttered. We walked out. "Dude! I will be right back okay?"

"Sure." I looked to make sure no one was around. I pushed up my sleeve and used the omnitrix my dad gave me to turn into XLR8 as my dad called him. I ran into a chem room and mixed a bunch of stuff togther. Then I set it down on the teachers desk and ran out. I turned back to normal and watched from the window next to Dev. It exploded and we ran down the hall to our room.

"Dude, Kenny how did you do that so quick?" Dev asked as we walked towards the desk not bothering to look up.

"How do you think I did it so fast Dev?"

"Oh...Duh." We reached the desk and finally looked up at the persone who would be 'teaching' us for the next 18ish weeks.

".GOSH! Dude we are in your dads class! YOUR DADS CLASS!" I yelled at Devlin.

"ohmygosh ohmygosh! NO! WE HAVE TO TALK TO THE PRINCEPAL NOW!" Devlin yelled back at me. Every one was staring at us.

"KENNETH! DEVLIN!" Kevin yelled to get our attition. "Go sit in the back of the room and be quick and quite about it or so help me I will call your father Kenneth and your mother Devlin." His vocie was so low and threatning plus with the threat of our parents coming to school we almost ran to the back of the room. 'Geeze! He will probably still tell them and we won't even get to see the second day of high school' was the first thing I thought. Then some girl with red hair, a green tee and black jeans raised her hand. 'Looks like one of my dads many fan girls.' Kevin pointed to her and said. "Yes?"

"Are you Kevin Levin? As in Ben 10,000s best friend and Gwen tennesons husband?" She asked. 'Thanks for remembering me and Devlin.' I thought at her.

"Okay. I am Kevin Levin, Devlin Levin is my son, Ben Tennyson is my friend and his cousin is my wife now, no more questions about that...EVER! Back to cellular resperation. Does any one know what it is?" I put my hand up not fast not slow and not in the 'pick me pick me' way. "Yes Kenny?"

"Cellular resperation is the set of the metabolic reactions and processes that take place in the cells of organisms to convert biochemical energy from nutrients into ATP, and then release waste products. And it is Ken or Kenneth." He shrugged.

"Correct." Then he muttered " You clearly didn't get your brains from your father so thank goodness for Julie." I high fived Devlin while glareing daggers at the man. No one messes with my dad when he is not even around not even Kevin. My dad is smart. He has a photographic memory for petes sake. He is bright he just doesn't always put forth any effort. I vowed to make '' have on of the longest years he would ever have plus extra every time he ripped on my dad.