"they are my boy. if you took the time to lay off some pies and learn to read you would know that." he was on the verge of hurting this child or possible excluding him. but he hoped he wouldn't come to that.

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"ah hello again. i believe we have met havet we? your the one that thinks she better than me arnt you?" looking at Katherine. "WELL WHAT HAVE YOU TO SAY THEN?"

"I am just as bad at history as I am directions." Katherin warned him calmly. "I am afraid I am hopeless when it comes to both."

-- I am so sorry for that.. My name is Kiba Alexis Thompson.
-- Kiba looked into the boys eyes.--

Masilalt's demeanor changed from amused to indignant in an instant. "Excuse me? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Having pride as a demon, he wasn't about to take this kind of talk from a human, teacher or not.

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-- I am so sorry for that.. My name is Kiba Alexis Thompson.-- Kiba looked into the boys eyes.--

"No, it was my fault for not paying attention. Anyways, My name's Joey Freeman, but you can just call me by my first name." Joey told her before looking at the map again and staring in the direction of the history room. "I should be going now, don't want to be late, right?' He said, though he figured he was already a few minutes late. He hurried to the history room before walking in. He gave the teacher a quick apology before taking an empty seat in the front.

Ayaka sat in the classroom waiting for the teacher to begin class.

Luna, in the meantime was bored and it did't seem there was a teacher in the room right now.

Arin arrived in the science room and looked around. Still no sign of his girlfriend. Sighing, he walked toward an empty desk in the front and sat down.

Jon was sitting and reading a newspaper. He looked up from it to see a girl had arrived. "Hmm. This room was packed earlier." He tried to make this statement into a slight joke, but he was never good at making people laugh so he didn't expect anything. He wasn't sure what to do with just one student. "I guess just draw or something until more students get here." He said.

-- Kiba walked Into the same classroom as joey, she looked into the teachers eyes as she said a few words to the teacher.--

-- Sorry for being late, you may continue the lesson.--

-- She sat down next to the boy she had met..--

-- She kept on looking at him every minute.--

-- it was clear she had feelings for this boy.--

"as stated before fatty, im Dr Davidson. who are you? local planet? you may be a demon, but im still in charge here weather you like it or not. sit down and see me at the end."

Masilalt had never considered himself overweight, or met anyone who had until now. The smoke he breathed was becoming denser, almost clouding his face from view. "You, in charge of me. Hilarious." With that, he grabbed his bag and headed for the door. He was about ready to murder the man.

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Bariq had gotten distracted by his pet while waiting for the bell to ring, and eventually looked up, seeing a few more students. Sometimes his classes were small, so he couldn't tell if this was everyone or not. "Did the bell ring yet?" He asked, looking up at the clock. Realizing it had, he stood up, grabbing the same packets as before from his desk. "Good morning! This is a general introductory level science class." He had his thoughts much more composed than this morning, "While the focus is mostly on Earth science, all other sciences factor into that, so we'll be touching on a lot of things." He handed out the syllabuses and went back the front of the class, sitting on his desk. "Now I just want to go around the room, and just say your name and something about yourself. I'll start: I'm Mr. Nasir, and I bring Ali everywhere with me." He gestured to the student nearest to him to introduce themselves.

without looking up. "you leave i have you suspended for abusive behaviour." he felt that he was defiantly in control now/

A man with messy, snow hair and a black eye patch made his way down the halls, wheeling a trash can in front of him. He wore a pure white jump suit, the name Jones stitched in on it's front right pocket, with it's legs neatly tucked into a pair white work boots and it's sleeves rolled up just passed his elbows. He whistled a light tone as he walked the halls, the sound of the can's wheels rolling over the tiles being drowned out. As he passed any trash he would look it over for a moment before it would suddenly vanish, no puff of smoke or flash of light just simply not be there, and somehow be in the man's trash can. This was a usual sight for anyone who attended the school long enough. Mr. Packard Jones, or rather PJ as everyone knew him, doing his daily rounds of trash collecting. The white haired man was nearing the Principal's office, partly to empty the office's trash can but mostly to get in his usual sarcastic remark in at the poor women's seemingly stressful carrier.

"Cool." Considering the teacher just called him a local planet, they had done more than he had. He didn't understand how he would be reported for abusive behavior. Besides, Masilalt already knew that teachers didn't suspend students, that was up to administration. He walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Charles creates some ice blocks at his feet. he runs outside, "I HAVE SPENT SO LONG TALKING TO BRATS LIKE YOU!" he was still angry. "I NEVER HAD THE LUCTERY OF A SCHOOL LIKE THIS, AND SI YOUR ALL SPOILED BY A HEAD WHO THINKS THE BEST WAY TO TEACH YOU IS TO KISS YOU ARSE! I AM FROM TH GUTTER, I RAISED FROM THE BOTTOM TO WHERE I AM NOW, SO YES I AM BETTER TAN YOU. SO DONT ACT COOL!"

Arin sat up as the science teacher spoke. "My name is Arin Kurokawa, but most just call me by first name. I like being on a beach in my spare time." He said with a smile to show he was friendly.

Price looked up and tried to as little info as possible. "My name is Price and I play the guitar, but have no band. I just do it for fun." He said.

Ace shot up in excitement. "My name is Ace! I love to run around and eat doughnuts all day!" He always had a tendency to shout when he talked.
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Joey sighed in relief as the teacher had not yelled at him. He assumed someone told him not to. He listened as Mr. Davidson explained the lesson. He watched as ran after some student before turning his attention to the girl he met in the hallway. "Hello again."

Meanwhile, somewhere outside in a tree, Deon was still thinking of a new method. Let's see....blood balloons, Nah. Blood paint? Did that too many times already. Scare a human into him? Yeah, that's it! He continued lying there as he now had a plan and was thinking of how he would go through with it. By him, he meant Price.

Davidson walks in and starts the lesson, halfway through he remember someone was late. "who came in late and never said anything?"

Masilalt's natural body heat melt the ice fairly quickly as he turned around and looked at the teacher. "Please. I was born and raised in Hell. I've been through world wars and genocides, and that's just pointing out the issues you mortals cause. I've met countless humans like you before and I'll meet more after you're long dead, you're useless." He glanced at the ice, clearly unimpressed.

PJ gave three quick knocks with the back of his hand on the door leading into Principal Isis' office before walking in, pulling the trash can in behind him. "Moring Isis." He said as he walked over to her desk. "Hope the first day is treating you well... or is it has treated you well?" He said with a slight smirk before he leaned forward on the woman's desk.

Joey thought he had already apologized the moment he came in. Assuming the teacher didn't hear, he took a deep breath before replying. "That would be me. I am deeply sorry about that. I think I got a little...." He trailed off as he glanced at Kiba. "...distracted. But to let you know, I'm usually on time most days." He explained, hoping the teacher he was being honest.

"yes i believe you may of met many of me, but all of them would be scared off you, i am not. you and all other students here expect me to be nice to everyone. to be helpful, well im showing you life. also ive seen the world like you, ive seen a may version of you. you see life as a worthless gift to man and you have the right to take and give it away as you please. in hell you may control us, but were not in hell. Welcome To The Real World Boy, stick around. you might learn something." he turns back to class "NOW WHO WAS LATE!"