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Steelsheen
Whoah hello dystopian society....
Tenacius walked into the classroom and looked around. Ok now he understood why the comfy clothes that he wouldnt mind getting dirty. Although this was kinda his favorite hoodie. Lets hope the Hogwarts house elves were as good with laundry as those he had back home.
"Heya Headmistress!" the curly top greeted his Professor, then eyed the tires. Cool! Can he make an impromptu ghetto swing? Oh there he goes, hoisting a tire up on a chain....
Bentley had forgotten his book bag and was almost half way to class when he realized that he was journeying awfully light. The twelve year old had to turn all the way back to get it, and it got worse when the staircase changed on him, causing him to take the long way round.
He sighed when he finally made it to the classroom and realized that class hadn't started yet...
Hell....it wasn't even class.....
He shrugged, too relieved about being early to even care about the dingy environment.
He walked over to where Tenacious was doing something and eyed the boy curiously.
"Erm.....what are you doing?"