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Rex vs. Chemistry Lecture

"I don't wanna go. It's soooo boooring." Rex whined.

"Oh come on, don't be such a baby!" Circe replied. "You signed up for this class and you need to go."

"But he just talks gibberish. Caesar makes more sense than him! I mean White's 4 hour meetings are like action movies compared to this class." Rex groaned.

"Look, you're the one who wanted the real college experience. You've got to take the bad with the good." Circe reasoned with him. "Do you think I like my philosophy class?"

"Yes, you said the professor looks like that movie star." Rex scowled.

"Well, yeah, but that doesn't mean I like the class. He is nice to look at though." Circe smirked.

"Don't get too attached because I'm going to mess up his face." Rex growled.

Circe lightly slapped him. "Don't be jealous. He's good looking but you're the only one I want to be with."

"Well, of course. I'm awesome." Rex beamed.

Circe rolled her eyes. "And you are awesomely late for class." She shoved him in the direction of the science building. "Oh and here's some mints."

"What for?" Rex frowned. "Is it my breath? I can't help it if I like extra garlic and onions."

"No, not that! If you start falling asleep, just pop one in. Although the other part doesn't hurt. " She said the last part under her breath. Then in a louder voice said, "How do you think I stay awake in Calculus? Now GO!"

"All right, all right. I'm going, yeesh." Rex pouted but nonetheless walked inside. He reluctantly walked to his classroom. When he pushed open the door he noted that there were only 20 students in the 100 seat classroom, a far cry from the full house of yesterday. He was sure everyone was cutting and he should have too. But true to his word he valiantly sought a seat in the back so that he could say he went to class. The professor was reading from his notes.

"The boiling point of a liquid is the temperature at which the pressure of vapor escaping the liquid equals atmospheric pressure. The normal boiling point of a liquid is the temperature at which its vapor pressure is 760 millimeters of mercury, that is, standard atmospheric pressure…" The professor droned on.

Rex could feel his eyes drooping. As the professor's monotone voice continued, Rex's head started to dip lower and lower until his head smack the desk. A loud knocking sound echoed through the room and Rex sat straight up. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Hehe, uh, the table's nice and solid." Rex rapped the surface with his knuckles. "Yeah, nice and sturdy." Everyone turned back to face the professor.

"When the rate of evaporation equals the rate of condensation, the system is in equilibrium. Raoult's law states that the vapor pressure of a solution at a particular temperature is equal to the mole fraction of the solvent in the liquid phase multiplied by the vapor pressure of the pure solvent at the same temperature…" The professor got up to write the formula.

Rex was trying his hardest to concentrate on writing notes. Looking up he saw the professor writing on the board with one hand and erasing with the other.

"Sorry, folks. They gave me a small room. I have to conserve board space." The professor didn't look sorry, Rex thought sourly as he scribbled to catch the writing before it disappeared.

He was just copying the last symbol when the formula disappeared and the professor was writing something else. Rex furiously tried to keep up. Then his pencil snapped because of pressure he was applying to it.

"Augh!" Rex yelped.

Everyone turned to look at him again.

"Um, my pencil broke." He said sheepishly holding up the two halves of his pencil. "Oh, no thanks, I have another." He said hastily as one of the other students offered him one. He pulled one out from inside his jacket and bent over like he was writing. Everyone turned back to the front of the room. When he was pulling out his pencil, he heard rattling in his pocket. The mints! He pulled out the mints that Circe had given him. He fumbled with opening the lid. It was stuck. He tried to flick open the top. It was not opening. His nail was not long enough to get under the tiny lip of the lid. He then tried to use his lower teeth to open it. There was a lot of rattling noise and he managed to peel off the wrapper that got stuck in his teeth. He spit the paper out which hit the student in front of him. The students turned around to glare at him. Rex grinned apologetically. When the student turned back around, Rex continued to work at the lid. He tried one last time with his upper teeth. He was successful but it opened violently and the mints flew into the air. It clattered all over the floor. Once again everyone turned to look at him. Rex looked at everyone and popped the only mint left. He grinned at them as if nothing was wrong.

People shook their head as they turned back to the lecture. Rex sucked on his mint trying to listen to the professor.

For a while he was successful as the mint helped him stay awake. But almost as soon as the mint dissolved his head drooped.

"I'll just close my eyes for a second. " Rex told himself. The next thing he knew someone was shaking his shoulder. He snorted and sat up with a piece of paper stuck to his cheek, glued by his saliva.

"Dude, what have you been doing? It's dinner time." Noah was looking at him with annoyance.

"What?" Rex looked around him. The lecture hall was empty. "I guess class is over."

"No duh. You fell asleep again, didn't you?" Noah shook his head.

"Well, he was so boring." Rex pulled the paper off his face.

"Rex, you've gotta find a better way." Noah started to leave.

"Yeah, I need more mints, about three hours worth of mints." Rex proclaimed as they left the darkened room. "Hey, I'm starving. Let's go eat."

Noah rolled his eyes but went along nonetheless.

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