Prof. Speeds Lesson Board

[JamesSpeed]

This board is the lead off from my class. YOU ARE NOT ALOUD TO POST UNLESS YOU HAVE ATTENDED LESSON THREE. If you do post detention will be givin, along with a 50 point deduction.

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Speed walks in and sets out food and drinks for his students then waits for any who show up.

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

Cole walked in.
"Hello Professor. Shall I give you my essay?"

[salem]

Salem walked into the pub, his shadowed eyes narrowed while his mind roamed. He spotted Professor Speed and Cole and moved over to them, fishing the parchment with his completed assignment on it from his pack. "'Ello again Cole. I see that you're prepared for hungry teenagers, Professor Speed." He said, the ghost of a smile sliding across his face. "I'm here to turn in my work. Would you like to have it now? I can only assume that you do, but assumptions can be misleading." He held the parchment with one hand and closed his pack with the other.

[Skip]

"Hello Professor when do I give you my essay?"

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

"Hiya Salem"

[JamesSpeed]

all the essays are givin to me in the class

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

"You said to give them here." Cole said whipping out his essay.

[foxxers]

Celeste walks in and smiles at the Professor and the other students.

"Hiya, Professor!" She took a seat, propping her head on her hands. "How's everyone, anyway?"

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

"I'm good Celeste - you?"

[foxxers]

"Oh, I'm fine!" She smiled at Cole. "I'm sort of bogged down with homework, though. I still take school in London, my lessons are owled to me everyday... I have to owl back all the homework. It really is a lot to do."

[salem]

"My mistake then.." Salem muttered, his hair falling in his eyes. He flicked it back behind his shoulder then took out a strip of black leather, nimbly putting his hair up in a low ponytail. He was tired of his hair getting in his face. "I'm good, too.. And I feel for ye. 'Aving twice as much 'omework sounds annoyin'." He said, the mention of London making his accent slip in. 'I should go see Leo sometime, maybe when hols come. I haven't seen him ever since Polaris found me.. If Leo's hurt I'll bloody well hex Argo, the slimy git.. I'll owl Pol about it later. ' He thought darkly, the beginnings of a scowl tugging at his lips.