Wait for your teacher....

{if@ Gammod == False}Alright! Free Time was fun, but you've still got one more class today before it's bedtime, and you don't wanna be late. It's a class you haven't had yet, so it's in a new classroom, but you do manage to find it and get inside before the second bell goes.

You're looking forward to this class! Even though you're not really sure what it's going to be yet. For one, you were all told to bring your suitcases of equipment, which is definitely a good sign to you. And for two, you were told that you're allowed to wear casual clothes for this class! The only casual clothes you have at Coinpilfer are pyjamas (you didn't know you'd need others, you should grab your trusty jeans and white top from home over the weekend), so you're still wearing the school uniform. Still though, it's probably going to be a fun class if you're allowed to wear casuals during it. Movie night class? It's definitely movie night class.

(((((((((((((((((((((FRONT)))))))))))))))))))))
...[Cameron]...[Miranda]...[Debbie].......
.....[Delilah]........[Jason]........[Lexi].......... (((DOOR)))

Just because you feel like it's an unspoken law now, you sit down at the desk in the same position that you sit at for Combat and Monster Theory. Miranda's already at the desk to your left, and you give her a wave as you sit.

When Lexi comes into the classroom after a bit, she's wearing black jeans and a baggy yellow shirt which has black text that says "A Man, A Plan, A Canal, Panama". She dumps her bag on her desk, right behind yours, and plops herself down into her seat. Now your whole class is here, and you're just waiting for the teacher to arrive. They must be running late.

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You tap your hands on the desk. Man, whoever this is, they're really taking a while. Maybe you should go get changed into your pyjamas after all. You look around the classroom.

Lexi's behind you and drumming her hands on the desk too, but she does it way more energetically and rhythmically than you do. You rest your hands on the desk filled with feelings of inadequacy as she closes her eyes, bites her bottom lip, and brings out her batons to use against the desk too. You decide to just sit on your hands and appreciate the music.

Miranda's looking between her knife and the desk over and over. It looks like she wants to carve something into the desk at the same time as she doesn't want to damage school property, and she's having trouble figuring out what to do. She also keeps shooting glances over towards you, which makes you feel awkward, so you move on.

{if JaceToNurse == True}Delilah's frowning with a concerned expression over at Jace's empty desk. He's still at the nurse, then. It makes you feel really weird, how compassionate Delilah looks right now even though there's no reason to put up a front. She's too distracted to even notice you staring over at her, but that's fine with you. You feel kind of bad watching her, so you look away from that space as well.{else}Delilah is chatting Jace's ear off in the opposite corner. Well, he actually looks like he might be enjoying it and participating too, but if it was you over there you'd feel like your ear was being talked off. Erk, you might be sick just thinking about it, so you look away from there too.{endif}

Cameron's on the other side of the front row. You have to kind of lean to see him past Miranda, and for a little bit she points at herself and tilts her head to ask if you're looking at her, and you have to shake your head and then she looks really sad and shrinks into herself, but eventually you catch sight of him. He's got both of his bladed shields on the desk, and he's going at them with a screwdriver to detach the bladed parts. Once he's done that, he lays the blades on top of each other at one side of his desk and the two now-regular shields on the other. He looks over them analytically, before he bends back over them and starts doing something that Miranda blocks you from seeing. Huh. You wonder what that's all about?

You pull your hands out from under your bum and tap on the desk again. Man, you're bored. Where's your teacher?