Lesson One

Jesse lazily sat at the desk as more students began to file in. He was still reading, but after some kid magically fell into his lap... the teacher quickly pushed reading aside. "It would do you good, Mister Zagor, to learn the art of balance." Jesse muttered angily, eyeing the student with a suspicious glare. "Return to your desk."

At the sound of another voice, however, Jesse's attention was snatched away and towards a pen floating in his direction. "Honestly, Mr. Anderson..." He dully began to the male student, boringly taking the pen from the air and slipping it into his shirt pocket. "I believe that is my job to say when the class is ready and when it is not."

Seeing all the note passing going on, Jesse stood to his feet and walked around to the font side of his desk, leaning gently against it as he stared around at the many students. "If you please, lets get all the crumbled pieces of paper put up now." He announced, getting a little annoyed by the minute as he slipped his hands inside his pockets.

"Now, how many of you have gotten the chance to use your special abilities in a situation that is... shall we say, deathly? I want a show of hands please, that is all." Jesse said, still having his eyes scanning the room carelessly as he waited patiently for some raised hands.

Unlocking his arms, Aike raised his hand lazily.

Samaki thought hard, he was pretty sure he hadn't.

Seth had been waiting, but now a question had been asked. Without hesitating, he uncrossed his right arm and put it up in the air. He hadn't meant for it to be deadly at the time, but it had almost turned out that way.

Ezmerelda raised her hand while throuing a not to Judas it read:

Wana go to the dance?Yes or no.

~Ez

Skye was almost startled to hear the teacher finally talk. She rasied her hand as did a few other students.