League of High School

Kha'Zix's antennae twitched furiously as the bell rung, with his hearing it was incredibly loud. He had no idea what the time was until Cassiopeia's sudden burst of anxiety.
"I-I think I have maths first." he stammered, starting to feel a little scared at her sudden worry.

As she took of, he followed behind her unsure what else to do. As they ran/slithered through the building he tried to keep track of where they were going so that he could retrace their steps. But it was all to confusing. He wasn't familiar with Runeterran structures, so all the corridors looked slightly similar.

When they arrived outside the classroom he was overcome with the fear the prospect of meeting so many new people, who aren't even of the same world as him.

Malzahar still sat their, his head in his hands. Ahri's shouting didn't really make things better. He had to get his mind off things, and before he has another outburst of frustration and Icathian magic. It wouldn't be the first time he had these outbursts, especially in this class.

He remembers it clearly. Him standing up during a lesson, shouting in Icathian. There was also shooting Icathian magic at the wall. Good thing they cleaned up during the break. It was still embarrassing, and people still give him funny, or scared looks.

He looks up at Ahri. "Could you... Just please..." Whatever left he was saying was in Icathian. The iris of his eyes began to glow purple. It was a first sign, and he was hoping he'd get some sort of permission to get out of here.

Jon simply shook his head at what he now recognized to be a clone of Shaco. He had done this before... Jon would have to report this to the main office after class was over. However, in the meantime, he observed that Malzahar had something... odd, going with him. It took him a minute to figure it out... of course. He was one of those students who probably had the mental thing going with them. As he was likely one in the same situation all those years ago, he couldn't blame him; drawing out a nurse's pass, he filled it out and put it on Malzahar's desk, and then noticed the new student. 'A Void one, it seems,' he thought to himself; he motioned him to take one of the empty seats in the classroom. He was about to go address the new student when Ahri had her outburst.

Turning, a bit surprised to see the reaction, Jon took back the mid-term and looked it over. In spite of her earlier performance, upon checking it over, there was nothing that indicated that he had made a mistake in grading. Upon closer inspection, Jon noticed one field Ahri had compeltely bungled, and thus addressed her.

"Ms. Ahri, I am sorry, but I am afraid this grade is accurate for your mid-term," Jon began, "as there happens to be an area or two in which you demonstrated that you might need to have reviewed the material... come to my desk, please." With that, he moved to his desk and drew out the solutions guide for the mid-term.

Leona sighed a little.. wishing her break had been a little longer, ah well. Her class was simple enough she supposed, and the students seemed to enjoy her warm nature. After writing a few simple things on the black board, Leona sat down at her desk. Her golden robes falling over the chair as she adjusted the glasses on her face, going over some paper work before class started.

Diana would arrive upon the school grounds within the frigid cold with hand-me-down clothing, a truly truly grusome but very very old backpack, some holes & dents that she had fixed herself and what would seem to be yet more scars and bruises from her abusive parents. Her zeal & confidence were not taken away however, as she continued to walk, her gaze still... fairly recognizable & not lead astray.

She would arrive within the office, and gather a late pass... before finally taking the trip to class... When she arrived she would simply announce her presence, and take a seat near Cassiopeia & the strange bug creature.

"I got a... 72?!...Thank the Moon I studied..." Diana muttered, now taking a look upon the board... at least glad she does something right.

Biology

Shaco's deceive wore off just outside the Biology room. He waited for it to refresh, then popped out of sight again. Slowly, Shaco opened the suspiciously unlocked door of the classroom, and slipped inside, still undetected.

Once inside, he scanned the room, looking for the one thing he needed for the prank. He didn't have Biology for any of his classes, even before break. However, he had been inside the classroom once before, so he knew where everything was generally located.

Shaco opened the cabinets in the back of the classroom as quietly as he could. Stacks upon stacks of materials were inside, but none of these were what Shaco was looking for. Most of these were just regular supplies. Boxes of magnifying glasses, scalpels, and goggles were found, but Shaco didn't want any of these.

Finally, he examined a box, sitting near the back of the cabinets. Shaco grinned, eagerly opening the box. He scoured the contents until he triumphantly held up what he was searching for.

One Green Zaunite Frog.

Math

The clone was lounging around when Graves burst in the room, announcing Shaco's name. The clone got worried. Mr. Graves had caught him before, and he could pretty easily see through the Shaco clone trick.

"I am right here, sir!" The clone waved at Graves, grinning devilishly.


((Whoever decides to take Biology can either walk in on Shaco, or be present in the classroom without him knowing. Or, you could be obliviously sitting in the Teacher's Lounge :P))