Covert Undercover Night Trucker (T-M/Accepting)

Looking up from his text book, Wade spotted Michael, his eyes widening in delight, "Hey! Newly-designated-buddy-of-whom-I-still-don't-know-the-name-of! I didn't know you were in this class! Gee, who would have thought that when I took this job as an un-official substitute teacher, that I'd have my best buddy in my class?"

Walking over to Michael's desk, he placed a hand on his shoulder, looking him solemnly in the right eye again, "As a teacher, I must inform you that our friendship can't interfere with school, and that while I may be your buddy outside of class, I can't take it easy on you in class, you know, favorites and all that..." then he leaned in and whispered into his ear, "...but if you need answers to the tests and stuff, I can hook you up, for a fee." *wink*

They'll never believe you're a substitute teacher, I mean, you forgot to take off the fake nose and mustache from the glasses!

"Nonsense!" said Wade with a wave of his hand, "Anyways," he said, looking over the class, "You all more or less know how I am, so lets go around the class and introduce yourselves! Starting wiiiiith you." Wade said, point to Amethyst.

Ariel flipped open her own book to stare at the list of words. There were so many... It would take her hours to get through them all. Her hand shot into the air and her eyes made their way to the teacher. "Mr. Fau," she called out, waving her hand back and forth. "Mr. Fau."

What the hell? Amethyst thought
Should I answer him? I mean I thought I was the crazy one around here. This kid is nuts. Even though she didn't take him seriously, she was being spoken to by someone who, frankly, made her a little afraid for her safety. Her eyes widened a good deal and she began to get that manic look on her face that happened when she was in a crowd. Usually everybody knew about her so they just didnt talk to her. She wasn't used to being adressed by people, let alone in front of a class. She pointed her head at her desk so that if her eyes started to dart around people wouldn't be able to see it.

((I sort of a imagine the look on the basketcase girls face in The Breakfast Club when the principal asks her who closed the door if anybody knows what I'm talking about))

Wade suddenly appeared next to the girl, "Did not! I walked, you mook. Pay attention." said Wade, seemingly to noone, "Don't you play that, you know I'm talking to you!" yelled Wade, speaking and pointing to noone.

Wade's eye twitched, "Alright Mr. Narrator, you want to play that game..." turning back to the girl, he spoke to her, "Sorry about that, just having a mild argument with the Narrator. Don't worry about that though, but," Wade took off his glasses and kicked another student out of their chair, dragging beside the girl, "you and I are going to have a talk. I'd like you to stay after class so that we can do so, alright?"

Moving back to the Teacher's desk, putting on his glasses with fake nose and mustache, he stopped as a sudden thought occured to him, "You, know I have seen 'The Breakfast Club', I mean, honestly, who tries to kill themselves with a flair gun? Okay, moving on, bestest buddy, er, uh, I mean student of whom I have no previous affiliation with, would you kindly introduce yourself?"

Fau

"Yes, child?" Fau turned toward Ariel and walked over. "Is there a problem?"

"This will take us days," Ariel said as soon as she had the teacher's attention, "if not weeks. Could we just get your lesson now? Or read some Shakespeare? I like him." She gave a nod of her head at that statement. "This just seems a little..." The young girl glanced down at her book and made a face. "Boring."

Amethyst looked up. For once her face looked someing other than scared. She was extremely confused. She figured she would just ignore the kid and leave at the end of class, he wasn't a teacher, he had no authority over her. Still, she was completely amazed at how insane the kid was. He was wearing joke glasses and pretending to be a teacher while talking to himself.
I thought this school was for kids who had "special talents". AKA, kids who could possibly be rich and famous and promote the school someday. I'm a writer, and already rich. What's this kid's excuse?

(I want to time-skip to lunch. Is tht ok with everyone?)

Fau, Dallas

"Well, madame, we all have to do things we detest. It is a part of life. Now, get to work. If you're lucky, you might be able to finish a third of this before class is over." Fau replied.

((Fine with me.))

(And me.)

Ariel frowned as she digested what he had said, but then sighed and looked down at her book. When Mr. Fau had turned away, she stuck her tongue out at him before going back to her assignment. Maybe she could change into a different English class, if there were any others offered to somebody her age.

Again, Michael's eye began to twitch at the kid's actions. Honestly, he never felt so embarrassed in his life and he hardly ever cared what others thought of him.

He frowned, "Have you, by chance, visited the school counselor yet? I think you should."

((I'm cool with it))

(Cool with me too, in fact, I'll help you out.)

Wade simply smiled at Michael under his mask, "You know, you are absolutely right! However, I am disinclined to do so as it is lunch time. Cue conveniently timed lunch dismissal bell." said Wade just as the lunch bell rang.

"You are welcome Miss Thread Administrator....type...person..." Wade scratched his head in thought, "What exactly would she be called?"

Not really sure of that myself. Oh, and don't forget to talk to the girl.

Wade nodded in agreement as students began to file out of the class.

Amethyst stood up as the bell rang and quickly made for the door with her bag. She kept her head up so she wouldn't look anxious, and tried to stay as far away from the crazy kid as possible. She slung her messenger bag over her shoulder and headed straight for the door.

Michael didn't know how Wade knew when the bell would ring and, to be honest, he really didn't care. He ran out the room with his books, not bothering to place them back in his bookbag, and eventually caught up with Amethyst.

"Hey, do they just let everyone in this school?" he asked.

Amethyst tens atthe wors,but then relaxed. get over yourself. You know you haven't talked to anyone in six months besides your mom.
"Anyone with money or who could become famous someday and credit the school. This whole school is full of megalomaniacs." She said softly.

Halli headed toward he cafeteria. Her posse walked with her and they acted like the queens of the school. They were the queens of the school.

"Oh? And where do you think you're going missy?" asked Wade from the doorway, directly in front of Amethyst. "I know, you must be really eager to get to lunch and all, I mean, they're having tacos....TACOS! Could there be a better lunch ever? I think not! But even more importantly...it's not really lunch time."

Wade looked serious as he spoke, "By no means will I discern how I managed to set all the clocks and bells in the school an hour ahead, but there you go. So now that you're here, and my bestest new-found buddy was just leaving so we can talk....we can have our little discussion."

Looking over at Michael, Wade gave him a shooing motion, "Go on now. Scat."

(Ok I guess we're at lunch now. -_-)

Prince sat down as far as she could from anyone. Luckily no one so far sat near her or really acknowledged that she existed which was fine with Prince. If she could prove that no one wanted her here than maybe her parents would come and get her.

Prince did get lunch though. She did not want to strave herself. The girl felt that be going too far.

Amethyst stiffened again for a second.She looked back at the boy, looked down, mustered up some courage and said,
"I'ts lunch, you're not a teacher, leave me alone." She told him very softly, and kept walking.

Michael groaned, rolling his eye's at the guy's statements. He really didn't want to spend anymore time with the crazed student than he had to. He nodded in agreement and followed Amethyst. He didn't want to be alone with that guy after him.

Amethyst walked into the cafeteria, and took a seat at a small table. She slung her bag over the edge of her chair and grabbed her writing notebook. She always waited a few minutes before going to get her lunch so the crowds would settle and she wouldn't get anxious.

Halli cut in front of some drooling math geeks in the cafeteria line with her friends. They bought their lunch and went to sit down at one of the largest tables in the room. They all began to whisper about who they were "picking" as their "freak of choice".
"I'll take Shakespeare kid." Halli said, referring to Michael.

"You know," Said Wade, standing next to Halli by some magical and mysterious means that shall leave unexplained, "my personal first choice would have been you, but I can respect other people's opinions...well, okay, so I can't...but that's the least of your worries. See, that Shakespeare kid is my best bud, and no one, and I mean no one calls my best bud a freak, 'cept me!" said Wade, giving a threatening emphasis on "no one."

"Oh, hey. Before I go....does that stain?" he asked, pointing collectively at the groups clothes right before he dropped to the floor; just in time as the short-fused firecrackers he placed in their food detonated.

Dallas

Dallas was rather happy when the bell for lunch rang, ending English class. He put away his books into a backpack and started to head toward the door. After a moment's pause, he turned back and walked over to Ariel's desk.

"Need any help with that homework that devil of an English teacher assigned us?"

Kirsten got her lunch and sat down with a group of her jock friends. She heard a noise and saw that Halli and her friends were now covered in their food. Kirsten had to smile.

"Hey Halli you know you're suppose to eat your food, not wear it," she called out.

Halli shrieked in anger.
"Ah! You freak! Look what you did!" She yelled.
"You'll pay for this. You and all of your mental little friends." She looked at him. She stood and walked out of the cafeteria, nonchalantly kicking the boy on the ground as she went. Her friends were quick to follow.

Amethyst jumped at the noise. She heard the whole thing and she got scared. She knew what had happened the last time someone crossed Halli Newton like that. Halli and her friends were like goddesses in this world. They could get away with murder. Halli was powerful, and if somebody got her angry like that, it was open season on anyone who was different.