RE: Kaplin Highschool
11-11-2016, 09:37 PM
One day the halls of Kaplin will ring with one name.
On that day, armies will rise.
Monarchs will fall.
And Kaplin will never be the same.
Today is not that day. Today, a young man stands in a school hallway reading his class schedule. This is his first day of high school.
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Welcome to Kaplin High Ed Sigpryor .
Your class schedule is as follows:
Outdoor Education----------TH4
English------------------------H15
Algebra I----------------------R14
Interpretive Dance-----------TH20
US History---------------------H12
Beginning Protagonism------H15
Biology------------------------R15
Ham Economics--------------R11
All classroom locations can be found on the map on the second sheet.
There is no second sheet. Fortunately, Ed is already in the TH building. He finds his first class with no problem.
The first bell rings as he enters the classroom.
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The students mill around uncomfortably, waiting for the teacher to speak. When he does, it's in an apathetic monotone.
"Alright, so this is outdoor education. We'll be learning about plants and the outdoors and stuff. I don't know. We'll figure it out. Because of parent concerns about safety, we will no longer be teaching outdoor education outside. Yeah, once again, I don't know."
A wet, crumpled piece of paper hits Ed square in the back of the head. The teacher continues in his monotone.
"So I brought these plants into class today. I got this big one from the break room. I think it's pretty common. I don't really know. It's been there for a few years. This other one I snatched from the staff bathroom. It looks like one of those fancy Chinese plants. I think. Anyways I'm like forty percent it's fake, but I can't tell."
Another thick, wet wad of crumpled paper hits Ed. A high pitched, snorting giggle can be heard behind him.
"Actually, you know what, that can be your assignment today. Figure out whether or not these plants are real. You can write me a report about your findings, due next class. Anyways, uh, I've got stuff to do. So I don't know, just don't leave this class for the next two hours.
A third piece of wet, crumpled paper flies by Ed and hits a girl sitting next to him.
"You guys are dismissed when the bell rings."
And with that, the teacher leaves.
On that day, armies will rise.
Monarchs will fall.
And Kaplin will never be the same.
Today is not that day. Today, a young man stands in a school hallway reading his class schedule. This is his first day of high school.
Welcome to Kaplin High Ed Sigpryor .
Your class schedule is as follows:
Outdoor Education----------TH4
English------------------------H15
Algebra I----------------------R14
Interpretive Dance-----------TH20
US History---------------------H12
Beginning Protagonism------H15
Biology------------------------R15
Ham Economics--------------R11
All classroom locations can be found on the map on the second sheet.
There is no second sheet. Fortunately, Ed is already in the TH building. He finds his first class with no problem.
The first bell rings as he enters the classroom.
The students mill around uncomfortably, waiting for the teacher to speak. When he does, it's in an apathetic monotone.
"Alright, so this is outdoor education. We'll be learning about plants and the outdoors and stuff. I don't know. We'll figure it out. Because of parent concerns about safety, we will no longer be teaching outdoor education outside. Yeah, once again, I don't know."
A wet, crumpled piece of paper hits Ed square in the back of the head. The teacher continues in his monotone.
"So I brought these plants into class today. I got this big one from the break room. I think it's pretty common. I don't really know. It's been there for a few years. This other one I snatched from the staff bathroom. It looks like one of those fancy Chinese plants. I think. Anyways I'm like forty percent it's fake, but I can't tell."
Another thick, wet wad of crumpled paper hits Ed. A high pitched, snorting giggle can be heard behind him.
"Actually, you know what, that can be your assignment today. Figure out whether or not these plants are real. You can write me a report about your findings, due next class. Anyways, uh, I've got stuff to do. So I don't know, just don't leave this class for the next two hours.
A third piece of wet, crumpled paper flies by Ed and hits a girl sitting next to him.
"You guys are dismissed when the bell rings."
And with that, the teacher leaves.