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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Oct 10, 2012 19:51:02 GMT -5
Alfred had been wandering around campus all day. And finally. Finally he found his class in some odd ball building in some corner of campus. Seriously who built this campus? Jerks made it so far to walk. Alfred wasn't in the best of shape in the first place. He dragged himself into said building and up a flight of stairs to his class. It was some form of math class. Alfred was good at math, thankfully. It was his first class too, so it shouldn't have been too hard.
He threw open the door, yelling quite loudly. "Alright everyone! No need to worry about communists taking over! The hero is here now!" He bowed to anyone who could've possibly cheered on that display before wandering around looking for a seat. all the back ones and the front ones were taken. He opted for sitting somewhere towards the back, but more in the middle.
He adjusted his glasses so he could see a little bit better as he opened his book. The teacher was going on about some theory and writing several numbers and formulas up on the board. Alfred yawned and thankfully it went unnoticed.
He was perfectly fine in the classroom. But unfortunately for him, the teacher decided that would be the perfect moment to cut the lights and turn on the projector. That was it. All the stress on Alfred's body from trekking across campus and hiking up and down stairs. Not to mention the erm...tension he'd built up in the last few days.
He layed his head against the desk and fell asleep. He was peacefully in dream land in his brain.....unfortunately, in the real world, he was shuffling his legs together awkwardly and making little chirping noises every so often. Hopefully nobody would notice.
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Post by Abel Serban on Oct 10, 2012 23:12:34 GMT -5
Abel had been writing notes, trying keep track of his class. He shook his head, and continued to write down the formula the instructor was writing down. He was happy he was able to keep up, and that the school had something at least common with other places of learning. But that crashed really soon. As someone busted through the door, the young Romanian jumped at the loud voice. What the hell? He shook it off as the student started to move to a seat. It wasn't a bad feeling until he sat down behind him.
Just don't look, don't look. Abel sighed as the teacher killed the lights and flicked on the projector. It wasn't bad until he kept hearing an odd noise near by. He tried to block off the thought and concentrate on the projected image. It wasn't hard to block it out, but the sound kept getting to him. He let out a slight sigh as he shifted his eyes to various near by desk trying to find the source of the noise. His mind raced, it was to quite to be something a normal awake student would make, but he was hoping to stop the cause before it drove to hell and back. He finally figured out who the source of the noise was, and let loose a small sigh. Really? Lightly elbowing the desk behind him, trying to wake up the other student, and hoping to avoid any further issues.
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