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((Derp... they should have all their classes together. :D ))Electro groaned. "Gym," he said. "The weirdest and most painful part of the day." ((In P.E. they do different stuff, like meditating or yoga or dodgeball or any other weird stuff.)) "Hey, we didn't get to properly talk to each other. Electro's what everyone calls me, but my real name is Chris. You can call me either. You're Noel?"
No! This is 8th grade math! Electro paused for a moment, then wrote more. Is this the class you were assigned?
Oh. That explains it. He also seems to be more touchy and angry lately... soon it will be hard to tell him and Langhorn apart, Electro thought wryly. What grade are you in? This was an eighth grade class, but
Deciding that it would be worth it to be sent to the principal's office again to escape Parson's droning, Chris/Electro hastily wrote another note and slid it onto Noel's desk. Is something wrong? And then: Are you new here?
Chris glanced up and saw the folded paper on his desk. A note? To me? From who? Carefully concealing the paper from Mr. Parsons, he opened the note up and read it. Glancing up again, he took out his pen and wrote in messy handwriting: Not always. Just when he lectures. And he only gets angry when people tease him about being bald. He signed it Electro. Then he tossed it back onto the desk in front of him. I hope I don't get in trouble!
"Sorry, sir," Chris muttered. I need to get longer gloves, he thought despairingly.((Btw, Noel should just know Chris as Electro... no one calls him by his real name.))
Chris tuned out the sound of Mr. Parson's voice and took some wires out of his pockets. He began to fiddle with them. One accidentally touched the skin of his wrist and sparked suddenly. Chris jumped.
(( "rebel"?? XD HAHAHAHAHAAA...))Chris glanced up, startled. "Um... thanks." She didn't say that sarcatically, he noted. She'll probably make some snide comment later, though.
((Okay. SAPHELLE, DARN YOU!!!))Principal Davis observed Chris for a moment, then said, "Yes, you may go."
Chris left as quickly as he could. When he arrived back at Mr. Parson's door, he sighed, braced himself, and then walked in.
"Ah, Mr. Acton. So glad you could join us. How was your audience with the principal?"
"Fine," Chris mumbled, then slumped into his seat. ((He sits right behind Noel.))
>D Yeah. I was also thinking that maybe one or more of the teachers could be involved in a nefarious plot.
We need a plot!! Like, an overall structure that will get all our charries to work together... or something.Ideas, anyone?
