 Super Slytherin Buddy | | ⅓ She-Snake Trio | | a normal girl with normal knees
Hearing his name, the young lad sat back in his seat, looking towards the professor. Rough morning? Did he look like he was having a rough morning? Or was the teacher psychic and just KNEW that the morning was a difficult one? "I suppose, sir," he said softly, fiddling with his fingers some.
His clothes were a little wrinkly, so maybe that was how the professor knew.
Professor Quigley, he corrected himself. Lance smiled somewhat, glancing towards the people closest to him. Kinda a funny name, wasn't it? But what wasn't so funny, was that they had to run laps. No no, not run. Crawl and climb. Dancing daisies on a seahorse! Before he knew it, the chairs were gone (HOW COOL WAS THAT??), and the professor was a CAT and...
THEY WERE STARTING!
Climbing was actually one of his more favorite activities, but he just couldn't get the image of the professor turning into a cat out of his head. UP and OVER the desk he went... only to STOP. DROP. AND CRAWL under the next desk. Could everyone turn into a cat? Could HE learn to turn into a cat? Could he be a dog instead? Or a bird? Hopping up from the floor, he continued UP and OVER the next desk and then DOWN and ZOOM ZOOOOM CRAWL with the next.
"Professor , sir?" he asked, starting on the final desk, "How do you turn into a caaaaaa-"
Totally miscalculated where to put his hand. Doooown he went with a slight THUD, having caught himself mostly at the last second.
All was good. |