 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
The tilted chair and desk were uncomfortable. As if coming to class wasn't a chore enough, they didn't even get proper chairs. Richard could just imagine someone falling off their chair before the lesson ended.
Actually, that would be pretty funny. As long as it wasn't him, of course.
He didn't understand much of what the Professor was saying - Earth's function in the cosmic machine that is the universe whaaaa? - but he did understand that last question. Sigh. It was time to actually come through with his promise to his Mum about participating in lessons more. Wiggling a bit on his seat, trying to sit up straight and fight gravity, the fourteen year old raised his hand. "Summer, definitely! 'Cause there's no school and I'm actually home so Mum can take me to gigs! But there's not much Quidditch either, so ... that's not very good."
Maybe summer, but not definitely.Hmmm. |