Lesson 2- Ancient Egypt

[Kale Glagsaw]

A room was a mans domain, especially if that man was a teacher! If that man was a teacher then he was given even more control! The control over the minds of young minion-erm-students everywhere! Ah yes being a teacher was indeed thrilling. Even if his last class had ended up dying off. On the board behind him was written up in his lovely horrid hand writing:

' Lesson Two-

Ancient Egypt '

Kale chucked as he laid down on his desk, today's class would be interesting. Time to see what the brats knew about the origins of the little card game they all seemed to enjoy madly. To think! They had made an entire school all about a Children s Card game!

[David Frost]

And so it began...

It was the first day of class for the transfer student David Frost and he was actually not late for once in his life. He had come strolling into the classroom wearing a bleary-eyed look of someone who had just gotten out of bed, regardless of whether or not this was a morning or an afternoon class! Either way, he didn't really seem to be all that concerned about it. He also carried a black bookbag over a shoulder of the white-hooded Obelisk jacket that he wore. How someone who looked as lazy and carefree as he did even managed to get into that prestigious dorm was probably a mystery to all who looked upon him. Either this silver-haired boy was actually much more than he gave the impression to be... Or the Obelisk Blue Dorm's standards had fallen considerably low as of late. Whichever it was, no one seemed to know.

After opening his mouth to release a wide and caricaturish yawn. the silver-haired boy cast a cursory glance throughout the classroom as if he were looking for the seat that was furthest in the back. He caught sight of the teacher, a red-haired man in a Victorian suit sitting behind his desk, although he seemed to be the only other person in the room besides David.

There was a shock. David Frost was actually the first student to show up. Hell must've just gotten a bit chilly all of a sudden.

So with that in mind and seeing that there were no other students in the classroom, the silver-haired Obelisk saw that he had a wide choice of available seating. He covered his mouth as another yawn broke through his lips and then he trudged forward until he had claimed the Eighth Seat of the Third Row as his own. He set his bookbag atop his desk, opened it to retrieve his book, and then promptly laid his head upon its flat surface as if he were taking a nap. At least until the other students had arrived and the class was ready to begin. David may have been a lazy bum, but he certainly wasn't rude. Not on his first day of classes, at any rate...