Cade finished his work quickly, and for once, with excitement.

"A battling team! Wow! I'd love to try out! Kekekekeke!" He thought to himself.

((Yes to Porygon.))

"Yeah right," Sam mouthed back, getting his textbook out and started doing the work.

"Well, I'll let you guys know whether we're going to do that fundraiser or not. Until then, I leave it up to the two of you to get out students into tiptop shape."

TIME: 10:14 AM

((I'm heading to camp tomorrow, so I'd best get my characters excused for a few days. sorry S_S.))

Robert finished his problems with no trouble. As he leaned back in his chair he realized he wasn't feeling too good. uggg. "Mr. Burno? I don't feel too good. May I see the nurse?" he was excused, the nurse examined him, and decided to send him home with orders to get plenty of rest.

"All right then" Amy said. As she stepped back into the staff room, the phone rang. "Hello?" as she listened, her face turned very pale. she hung up teary eyed. "Mr. Tio? May I Be Excused from work for a few days? family Business. very Important. My Grandfather...." she didn't need to finish her sentence, He already knew that her grandfather's health had been steadily growing worse.

Joshua sat quietly doing his work, and then started to think about battling. I wonder if they have a after school thing for battling? Thought Joshua. He finished up his work and went up to Mr. Quiver.
"Also, remember that my name is Joshua, ok?" He said to Mr. Quiver.
"Do you think you can help me a bit with the electron field tomorrow? I am not very good with them. Especially if I'm trying to see if the element is reactive or not..." He said.

(I was wondering. Can we maybe have an Astronomy class?)

(Darth DLA, you wrote in your aplication that you were in Mr. Quivers class!)
"Hurry up! Their are only 16 minutes left!"

((No to astrology. Sorry.))

"Oh, but of course Amy. I'm sure Shard here can manage without you. My deepest condolences to you and your family."

Sam did work.

TIME: 10:18 AM

"Yeah, sure, Amy. I'll be fine. If I need help, I'll ask one of the more responsible seniors to teach the freshmen a few basics."

gamsa began working at the quiz. "physics!" he squealed inside his head. "there are a lot more girls here then there were back when i was homeschooled. better be careful not to end up like... like... rrg. forgot his name. guess i'm not used to so many people. i wish there was a gardevoir tho." he looked around and realizied that actually there could be one because he couldn't see the rest of the class.
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"Er, i'll be right back" Said Mr.Quiver as he dissapeared into the human TV
"Go to your next class once the bells ring"

Alex looked at Mr.Quiver in some awe thinking "How on earth can a pokemon become electricity" While waving the writing feather around on his paper using telekinesis. Alex then noticed that one of his beads on his neck were getting extremly messy from the ink

The bell rang again, 2nd period had ended.

"Well, that's two down," Sam said aloud.

TIME: 10:45 AM

gamsa groaned as the bell went off. he hated, no. he loathed language with all of his soul. as the class rushed out the door he lloked to see if he could find a gardevoir. nothing yet. then he remembered that he had left some papers on his desk. thay were some drawings he had done, [sugesstive] that frankly should not be seen bye any teachers or another student for that matter [/sugesstive] (ritual circumsision. lol)

Gwes rushed out of the science class and ran into the language room and sat down.
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"Well, that finishes class for me!" Daniel couldn't think of anything to but go to the staff lounge. "Well good morning Mr. Tio."

Swant got up and put his quiz on Mr. Quiver's desk. He walked over to the language class and sat down.

Dik was out of there and happy to be gone.

"Sweet. Almost lunch time." He said as he darted in to his language class with Mr. Grossworth.

Meanwhile, Shard got up from his chair and excused himself. "See you around, Tio. I gotta get ready for my psyche class."

Waiting for class to start, Swant realized he forgot his pencil anf turned to Joshua. "Could I borrow a pencil? I forgot mine at 2nd period." asked Swant.

"Language time... I don't know why they even have this class... I can speak perfectly good, im well at using words, i speak better then any bodies in this skewl" Said Alex as he was levitating toward the next room.

"Ahhhh this feels nice... whizzing through the electrical wires... Oh hey someone's computer. I wonder what they have on-..." "OH DEAR ARCEUS!!!"
Said Mr.Quiver looking at someones ((Er PG 13... XD lets keep it at that)).

"Thanks. I'll give it back after. Did you know I'm talking parts out of certain household objects and trying to make a small robot about the size of my head, capable of walking like a human, act like a human, speak like a human and almost everything like a human? Of course, it won't work as well in all of the factors. But I'm missing one piece that I can't find anywhere." said Swant.

"Quiet down class," said the teacher, a Claydol. "Today may be the first day of school but it is still a day of school which means you will learn something. Now then, you are to read this book," using his psychic abilities, he levitated the book which was titled Moby Wailord.

"You'll have three weeks, which should be plenty of time. After those three weeks, we'll have a little quiz on said book."

"Now then, I'll need a volunteer to not only pass out these books, but those as well." The teacher pointed towards two stacks of books, one that had their assigned reading, the other had their language textbooks.

"You are to do the first three pages, and you should find them easy," Mr. Grossworth finished.

"Ugh, what a drag," the Croconaw sighed. "All this work on the first day. I mean we're not in college...give us a break," he finished grumbling.

"Well, I'll excuse you to your classroom, Shard. Have a nice day."

TIME: 10:57 AM

Swant bolted to attention and held his hand in the air. "I'd be glad to volunteer!" said Swant. Luckly, Marshtomps were known for thbeir strength. Too bad nit for their speed.

"dang." gamsa thought to himself. if he had done it he could have seen the whole class and gottne a chance to see if there was a gardevoir. he slumped down in his chair.