Lesson 4 ~ 3rd years

Adam walked into creative arts and stopped dead in his tracks. AGAIN. Adam was the only one in the classroom. How the hell was this happening to him. Adam sighed and took a seat and just started banging his head on the table. Why was he the only one there, someone better show because then he'd die right about now. Adam kept up with the banging.

Whistling as he walked to his class, Adam stopped inside the doorway and watched his fellow student and if he remembered correctly shared his first name. Going over and squatting next to the desk to look up at him, Adam grinned. "Well, that looks fun. Is that a new stress reliever or a way to learn that hasn't caught on yet?"

Laughing a little still in his good mood, the Angélique student went to his desk and sat atop it as he waited for the rest of the class.

Sprinting to class, Marcus feared in being late. The blonde Angelique wouldn't be his happy-go-lucky self if he was. He would probably stand in front of the class, not wanting to go in because he would be ashamed.

Marcus's lips turned into a wide grin when he realized he wasn't late. Waving and greeting at the two Adam's in class, he found it quite amusing that there was two.

"Hey guys," he said out loud and took a seat near them.

Adam looked up and nodded at Marcus waving back. Kicking his feet back and forth he frowned wondering when their professor would show up. It was boring having to wait all the time! Were the teachers doing that on purpose? Sounded like something they would do. Pulling an orange out of his pocket he began to peel it deciding he could eat it while he was waiting. Snickering at the other Adam he tossed a bit of peel towards him. Giving Marcus a cheeky grin he asked, "Think we'll get to finger paint today?"

Camille stopped in her tracks and frowned when she was at the door of the classroom, looking and the people inside it. Shrugging, she walked in and shook her head. It was amusing how there were no girls.

"Only boys?" she teased, looking around once more while taking a seat, "Is this really Creative Arts or am I in the wrong class?"

Adam heard someone walk in and looked up to see the other Adam come in. "Well I was bored, this is like the 3rd or 4th time I came into class first" Adam told him. Soon Marcus came in. "Hey Marcus" Adam greeted him. Soon Camille came in.

"Camille!" Adam said to her. "Oh be quiet you, is it so hard to believe that we're here, or are you afraid you're actually going to fall for one of us" Adam teased her. He knew she wasn't the type of girl to fall for someone.

Emelie was in a rarely good mood as she entered the classroom. She smiled and waved politely to everyone.

"Hi, guys!" the blonde said. Emelie took a random seat ,and looked at the cieling.

Camille rolled her eyes and laughed, "Oh, puh-lease. I rarely fall for anybody, you think I'd fall for one of you?"

She was glad she was good at hiding things- feelings and emotions as well. Because if anybody knew that deep, deep inside- No. She wasn't falling for him, dammit. She wasn't.

The Prideux looked up when Emelie came in and gave her a small smile, "Hey Em!"

Scala entered the classroom with a slam of a door. A wicked evil smile played acroos her mouth as she looked at each student. Her eyes were red and just looked damn evil. She zoomed across to her desk and sat on it.

"If you want to all bicker and gossip, you know where the door is." Scala sneered at them. Today was not her day at all.

Tobias ebtered quickly and looked at the Professor. Someone hadn't fed. We sat down at the back and found the room to have a new student. He had missed last lesson, well he missed every single last lesson with each subject. He looked at the Professor and waited fot this hell of a year to end.

Adam jumped at the sound of the door. Someone had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed. Swallowing and knowing that it would be in his best interest in this class to just pay attention, Adam slumped down in his seat hoping that he wouldn't be noticed. Glancing at the other students he wondered if any would actually get up and leave. The professor sounded like his mother did when giving an ultimatum. Saying one thing and the tone saying something else entirely.

Adam held his heart dramatically. "That hurt Camille" Adam joked with her. Adam saw Emelie walk in and smiled at her. "Hey Em" He said to her. Soon the door slammed and in came the professor. Adam sat there afraid she'd bite his head off if he made one wrong move. Adam turned and saw Tobias, 'Where the hell was he' Adam thought to himself.

Marcus was startled by the way the professor entered the classroom. Her read eyes caused him to flinch a little but after a while, he realised he should've probably gotten used to them.

Professor Del Ray didn't seem in the best of moods so Marcus decided on sitting there and pay close attention to her. He didn't want to receive detention or point reductions on the last day of lessons.

Camille shut up as soon as Professor Del Ray walked in- she didn't seem to be in a happy mood, at all. If it had been any other professor, the girl might as well have easily walked out the door. But she respected the Creative Arts professor, and so just stayed quiet.

She saw Tobias walk in and frowned, wondering where he'd been lately.