It was language class, and Edward wasn't listening to any of it. He already knew this stuff. It wasn't until Edward had almost dosed off when the teacher, Ms. Essay, called on him.

"Edward, what are you supposed to do for the rest of the period." Ms. Essay asked him sternly.

"Um..."

"Thought so. Do your work now, or go to the office." Ms. Essay scolded.

When Edward actually looked at the sheet, he realized how easy it was and finished it in 3 minutes. Edward went up to the teacher, who was at her desk, to hand his work in.

"I'm done." Edward said, like it was NO BIG DEAL that he finished the work sheet faster then the average grade 7 student could finish the first question.

"Don't play with me Edward. You are not finished. Your not even done the first question. Go back to your desk and finish it." Ms. Essay said.

"No. I think that you should at least look at the work that I FINISHED!" Edward spat angrily.

Ms. Essay looked st him. By the look on her face, Edward could tell that she was part mad, and part insulted at him.

"You don't back talk to an elder like that young man. Go to the office. NOW!"

"Hmm... Na." Edward shook his head.

That's when Ms. Essay looked like she just had it with him. Edward smiled mischievously as Ms. Essay picked up a phone that was against the wall, and started talking.

"Excuse me, but could you please send someone up here to get Edward. He is throwing back talk at me." then Ms. Essay put down the phone.

About 2 minutes later, another teacher came into the room, just to find Edward sitting in the corner reading a chemistry book with the sheet sitting beside him.

"Edward, could you please come with me?" The teacher asked Edward.

"Sure. It's not like there is any thing else to do." Edward said, glancing at Ms. Essay, who had a very shocked look on her face.

Edward followed the teacher into a small office, and closed the door, and started talking.

"Edward, why were you back talking to a teacher?" The teacher asked, sitting at his desk.

"Who are you?" Edward asked.

"I'm , the principle at this school. Now, could you please answer my question?" Mr. Daniel said with a stern tone in his voice.

"She didn't take this when I said I was done!" Edward said while passing the work sheet to the principle.

Mr. Daniel looked at the sheet and sighed. "How long did it take you to finish this?"

"2 minutes."

Mr. Daniel looked at him, shocked. "2 minutes?"

"Ya. You would think that schools would give you something harder to do. That was too easy." Edward obviously didn't want to answer the question.

"What's that you've got there?" Mr. Daniel noticed his book.

"A book." Edward handed it to Mr. Daniel.

"Do you even understand this stuff?" Mr. Daniel asked Edward, sounding impressed.

"Ya. Why?"

"It's no wonder you finished the work sheet so quickly. This is university level stuff in here." Mr. Daniel was sounding even more impressed.

"Come again?"

Suddenly, a adult conversation broke out between the two of them. When, the bell rang for the next period, Mr. Daniel sent Edward to his next class.

Emily's POV

Emily sighed. It was second class and she had language with Ms. Essay. Emily started to hope that no class had language that morning, so there would be no chance of Ms. Essay being pissed off. When was pissed off, she often took her anger out on someone in the next class. That someone in her class, was often Emily. When she got to the classroom Ms. Essay stormed to the front of the classroom, and ordered everyone to go to their desks, no talking, and sit down. Then she handed out handouts and told everyone to complete them. Emily completed hers last, just to be safe. She didn't want to be yelled at. They had French last period. As Emily handed her work sheet in, she wondered how Edward was doing in the other class. Suddenly a teacher walked in with, surprisingly, Edward. Emily didn't know why, but she felt really relived that Edward had been moved to her class.

"Oh. Your back." Ms. Essay said, very annoyed. 'Edward must have been the one who pissed Ms. Essay off first period.' Emily thought.

"Ya! I'm back!" Edward said in a smug tone.

"Go to the empty desk beside Emily." Ms. Essay instructed.

"Okay!" Edward said, still in his smug tone, and walked over to the empty desk beside Emily.

"Hi Edward." Emily said when Edward had sat down.

"What do we have next?" Edward asked Emily with no interest.

"Health with Mr. Short." Emily answered.

Edward didn't answer. When Emily Looked over to where Ed was, she saw him looking at her with a look that said: Did you just say 'short'?

"Can I skip that class and go back to the office?" Edward asked urgently.

"Go 'back' to the office?" Emily questioned.

"The teacher sent me there."

"Of course." Emily knew it. He must have been the one that pissed Ms. Essay off.

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