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Fantasy Academy For The Supernatural & Gifted Humans

The teacher sighed and just beagan teaching. She took a sip of her coffee occasionally. She noticed Ashton run in and sigh. "You're late Jones." She said and pointed at an empty desk for him to sit at.


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Writer curled up in a ball of pain, was absolutely miserable. Zoe and Zachary were sick, so she couldn't contact them. She closed her eyes and tried her best to fall asleep. Soon after, she somehow managed to fall asleep.


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"Sorry." Ashton mummbled, sitting in the desk the teacher had pointed at. He took out a notebook and began writing what ever it was that the teacher had written on the bored.


(Better? Or do you guys still hate me? *puppy dog eyes*)
 
Silas appeared standing on one of the desks behind Onyx and drew his spear back before swinging it around to the side of Onyx's neck but stopped just a few inches away from his neck, he then shoved him off his chair with a small the tip of his spear.
 
Jasmine figured she wasn't going to be able to get out of math. She sighed quietly, knowing that she had to get some kind of knowledge today. Jasmine sat quietly in her seat, taking out her binder, readying her pencil for when the math problems came.


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( yea Jas i need one, desperately)


The teacher began blabing on about different math problems. It was a mixture of everything.


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Ashton groaned as he tried to keep up with the teacher. His hand began to cramp so he decided to take a break from writing. He looked at Jasmine and whispered. "Hey.. Where's Writer?"
 
Nick looked behind him briefly, then sighed as he began making more seemingly random scribbles, his pencil breaking in half from use as he let out a groan, getting up and sharpening it, sitting back down and writing "Theory" on the top of his paper as he looked up at the various equations on the board, then shrugged, knowing each of them and having proven all of them on his own. ((What book are you making?))
 
Jasmine kept writing down all the problems and answers speedily, many equations and mathematics flowing through her head. Everything seemed to be a breeze.


Her thoughts were interrupted by Ashton, and she held in a sigh. Jasmine still didn't like him. “She was sent to her dorm because of lady problems," she whispered back, not looking up from her paper. Jasmine returned to writing many equations and solving problems.


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(okay, I might need some reference pics. Do you have a picture in mind? Like, a group of people?"


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Silas didn't do any of the work instead he took his lance and poked Ashton twice on the shoulder before shoving him off the desk completely then dematerializing out of view.
 
( erm... yea.. a group of people should be perfect)


Ashton nodded as he went back to writing. A few minutes later he was pushed out of his desk. "What the fuck?!" He questioned, looking around.


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The teacher looked at Ashton and gave a menicing glare. "Mr. Jones, get back in your seat, and there will be no foul language in this classroom." She had had just about enough of it in such a small amount of time.
 
Silas smiled and couldn't help but laugh and rematerialized on his desk again "Man, you looked like a retard" he said through laughter.
 
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Jasmine paused, now trying not to laugh.


“N-not again..." She let out a soft giggle.


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Ashton groaned and stood up. "You're such an ass..." He said to Silas. He stretched his arm and groaned still in a bit of pain.
 
Silas sweeped his legs from under him with the lance again, he was obviously trying to provoke him but why was unknown.
 
Jasmine let out a few more giggles, sensing what was going on near here. She dropped her pencil on the ground as she covered her mouth to prevent anyone hearing her snort as much as she could.


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