I walked into class, and me and Dr. Starlight exchanged looks. He was a thin African-American man, wearing a gray jacket with a red design on the chest, an orange shirt, gray sweatpants, and gray-and-blue shoes. I knew him as one hell of a pilot, and vaguely remembered him mentioning he was a scientist, but I didn't expect him to be my chemistry teacher.

Before I got there, a good amount of students were already there. Judging by the desks, a lot more were on their way. As they filed in, I went to talk with Stanford. By talk, I mean say hello.

I nodded to the scientist/pilot, "Hey Doc," and he nodded to me, "Greetings, Kris." After that, I sat down in the back corner where I could see everyone, but no-one would see me. Although, my little convo with the teacher already drew tony bits of attention to me from bored students.

Before anyone could ask, the bell rung, and Doc gave me a sassy "saved by the bell" look. I responded with my best, most discreet "frag you" look.

the last of the students came in, and Stanford approached, ready to start his day.

"Greetings class. My name is Doctor Stanford Starlight, and I'll be your new chemistry teacher I have previousl-"

One of the students piped up, "Let me guess, you got a friend named Stephen Strange?"

He paused for a moment, processing what she said, and turned to glare at her.

"It seems we have a comedian in our midst now, do we?"

His sneer and tone made the room fall silent. If looks could kill, Stanford Starlight would be the Death Star. I couldn't help but think, 'You're in for it now.'

"Well, I guess I have no other choice but to land this comedian a failed chemistry year then?"

The girl who made the joke instantly started apologizing. "No sir! Please don't fail me, my parents will kill me! I'm sorry, please! I really am!"

He considered this for a time, the went on, "Well, I suppose I could settle for a failed first interim? After all, I am nothing if not reasonable."

She still looked shocked, but was clearly better in hearing that it was only the interim. I could telll she was considering complaining to her parents. I wasn't reading her thoughts, I was just reading her.

Still, she politely replied, "Thanks."

Clearly proud of spooking the kid, he moved on to what he wanted to do. "Now, moving on from that needless display, I would like to speak about myself and my plans. Before I was rudely interrupted," he shot another look at the girl who joked about his name, "I was going to mention that I have done previous work designing new elements within a private space station laboratory. As well, I have experience flying in the air force. So does my fiancé."

"Hey, Doc! You finally married Alexis? That should have been coming years ago!"

Everyone looked at me when I said this. I looked at them, thinking, 'Sorry, couldn't help it! ' They all looked at me, some were surprised I could talk, while the rest were either wondering how I knew them or waiting for him to explode on me. A good five seconds of silence passed.

To everyone's shock, except me, he began dryly laughing as he held the bridge of his nose, thinking, 'What am I gonna do with this kid? ' as he shook his head.

"I know, Kris, you've been pestering me to propose to her since you caught the slightest whiff of feelings between us. Believe me, Jason has been bugging about it since Alexis and I met. But I had to find the right time, that's all."

"'Right time' my aft, you were just procrastinating ya coward!

"Oh frag off Kris!"

He tried to act mad, but I could tell he was smiling under his hand. He eventually couldn't hold it anymore and just started to laugh.

"Alright, fine, I was procrastinating. Happy?"

"I sure am Doc!"

Everyone looked at me like I had grown an extra head or something. Knowing my luck, I probably did. But I think they were just shocked to hear me blatantly insult him and male him laugh.

After that incident, the rest of first period went smoothly, with him going over the curriculum.

After we were dismissed, a couple of lids, including a girl that guaranteed herself a failing first interim, came up to me, amazed, asking me "How did you not get failed for the rest of your life by that guy!?"

"Simple. Me and the Doc are friends."

I enjoyed walking to my second period with their jaws almost on the floor as they stared at me. Yep, this class is going to be fun.