 1 of 4 Amigos Don't underestimate me!
Cal had remained on his feet for the entirety of the lesson as he was expected to.. He had even did the whole salt in the flames things and SURPRISE, he saw NOTHING!.. But then again Cal was thankfully free of the inner eye or whatever it was that the divination professors have tried to make him and his fellow students believe existed.
He had stayed quiet for what may have been a record for him. At least in class it was.. He usually liked to be a vocal part of the crowd. Answering questions and all, but in this class he decided it was best to keep quiet. .. At least he did until Fletcher started to take points for HELPING OTHERS..
" That's a pile of dragon dung!.. Takin' points and forcing physical training for offering a little help?!.. That's ridiculous!.. I'll be informing my father of these gross injustices.. Do the school governors know what sort of men they've hired?.. ". Cal had lost his cool. He was berating the professor and was surely gaining himself another detention, but he couldn't stand silently by. Not when there were obvious abuses taking place at the school.
" Worry not, Sir.. ", he added as he grabbed up his ruck sack and slung it over his shoulder. " Ya won't be seein' me in this crack pot class.. It's a bunch of hooey anyhow and a disgusting waste of time.. Sittin' there lookin' into flames and crystal balls and readin' tea leaves?.. It's all a wide load of rubbish.."
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