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Dec 16, 2010 11:51AM
Science needs a teacher.
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TEACHERName: Mr. Ryan
Appearance:
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Sirus came into the room and immediatly grabbed the second table in the left row.
Mari and James walked in and sat at an empty table upfront
"Mari and James, I remember you two." Sirus said smiling
"Hi" James said smilingMari smiled
"Did I ask you what your powers were yet?" sirus asked
"Do you mind me asking a few questions?" Sirus asked
"So, when did you both find out you could use magic?"
Sirus opened a notbook and started writing a few things down. "How, where and do your parents have powers?"
"We get bored and were pretending to control water and I accidentally controlled and then she tried, At my house and no"
"So are you two the first to have powers?"
"How does it feel to control water?" Sirus asked
((I love house))
Paul walked in, looking down.
Paul walked in, looking down.
Brandon walked in, "Want to go to the ball?"
((Never knew the guy was british. Was he the dad in Stuart Little?))
Sirus stopped asking them questions and turned on her stool
((When does class actually start?))
"Thanks for answering my questions." Sirus whispered to James
"I have to go to the library" Mari said as she quickly left the room
"I'll see you two later." Sirus said
"bye" James said as he followed her out of the room
She is so nervous because this is her first class.She sits in the second last seat,,
She is waiting for someone to speak to her..
((There is a campus bell and it says what period we go to ))
((But it's winter break so we can go to which ever class you want, remember?))
((where will i know which class to attend to...?))
isabella that guy in the picture you said is Mr.Ryan thats houst the tv show house
STORM:
I hate the first day of school. Everyone seems so...happy. I don't like it. I come into class late with the pink tardy pass in my mouth, backpack over my shoulder. I grab the slip out of my mouth and throw it across the teacher's desk and sit and the very back, my back against the wall.
I hate the first day of school. Everyone seems so...happy. I don't like it. I come into class late with the pink tardy pass in my mouth, backpack over my shoulder. I grab the slip out of my mouth and throw it across the teacher's desk and sit and the very back, my back against the wall.
