Math Class Sucks

[Loa]

Alani hadn't finished all her math problems from the night before. After fleeing from Liam like an idiot, she had retreated back to her dorm room and then quickly taken a shower, trying to clear her head. The running water usually helped, but not last night. She felt so stupid for running out like that, and she had ended up getting no more homework done and falling asleep with troubled thoughts.

She looked down at her notebook and leaned back suddenly. She thought she had been just doodling randomly, but instead of circles or stars, or god forbid actual notes, she had drawn a small winged boy flying above some clouds.

She quickly turned the page and looked back up at the teacher and intently pretended to have been paying attention all along.

[haxxor]

Sam hated math. Well - sort of. In a way. Math had no purpose, no point; you just moved numbers around, or, in geometry, defined a shape using numbers you moved around. When you got to the end, you had nothing to show for it.

At least when you did math alone. Scientific math was different; you did scientific math as a means, not only for itself. Scientific math had truth behind the numbers. Sam loved scientific math.

Sam was good at math. You had to be, to be good at science. In Ohio, she'd been a Mathlete, more because her best friend was also a Mathlete than because she actually enjoyed the competitions. It had taken ten minutes of the teacher's opening lecture for her to finish the entire homework assignment assigned to the rest of the class from yesterday.

So now, she really didn't like math, because math was boring.

She glanced at the notebook of the girl next to her - some brownish chick with a bunch of weird tattoos. They were pretty cool, actually. Sam might get a tattoo when she was older. She wouldn't even have to worry about blood poisoning and not being able to donate, what with her power. She'd just have to worry about size requirements, like always...

The girl was doodling a little figure. Sam watched with interest as it turned into a little boy with wings, some fluffy clouds underneath him.

Sam smiled.

She peeled off one of the star-shaped green Post-It notes her mom had sent ahead of her in a care package, which had arrived last night, and wrote on it in her precise scientist's block print:

Havin fun yet?

[Loa]

((OOC: Sorry about the waiting time!))

The girl next to Alani, who's name she thought might be Samantha, passed her a star-shaped note. With surprise, Alani turned and took the note, sliding it halfway underneath her notebook so the teacher wouldn't notice.

Having fun yet? the note asked.

Alani smiled and looked at the girl and shook her head. Sliding the note a little farther under her book, she wrote underneath Samantha's neat printing
I totally suck at math...This is the worstest class ever!
Her own handwriting was more half-cursive girly script, but she'd always liked it anyways.

She passed the note back, making sure the teacher was turned toward the board first.

[haxxor]

The chick shook her head at Sam, which was to be expected. No one actually enjoyed math.

Except Zane, but he was insane, and furthermore at home.

The girl slid the note back:

I totally suck at math...This is the worstest class ever!

Ugh, she wrote like Joy. Sam decided not to hold it against her. Everyone wrote like Joy.

Im good at it but seriusly I dont think they could make it more boring, Sam wrote. Whats ur name? Im kinda new

She pushed the note back at the girl, placing her laptop case on the table in front of the space between the two so no one could see what went on behind it.

[Loa]

Alani Ryan, she wrote. She thought for a second and underneath it she wrote, (Loa)

She slid it back over when the teacher turned her back once more and then pretended to furiously take notes.

[Loa]

As Alani waited for the girl to write her a note back, she wondered if she had a roommate yet. Ugh, it's so sad that I don't even know that! I'm such a shut-in.

Alani had roomed with two younger girls her first semester at the school, but she had a nightmare one night and crumbled her pajamas, sheets, mattress and box spring, only waking up and stopping her power when she landed on her butt on the floor. The two girls were a little frightened of her in the first place with her tattoos, but that night scared them to the point of not talking to her at all.

She had been staying in a single room since then, though there was room for another girl in there. With the school filling up so fast lately, she was really hoping for a roomie that she could get along with.

[haxxor]

Alani Ryan (Loa)

Sam ignored the note for a few minutes, the teacher finally having caught on to her newness and decided to start asking her a lot of questions to gauge her math skills. Sam answered one correctly and one incorrectly; there was no way she was going to stick out enough in discussions to garner another Mathlete invite.

When the teacher finally left her alone after she'd purposefully slaughtered Trig conversions, Sam slid the note back over closer to her and wrote her own name underneath - im Sam Meyers, i dont have a code thing tho.

She needed to work on that.

[Loa]

Alani laughed at Sam's return note, but quickly threw a hand over her mouth as the teacher paused and turned around. The teacher raised one eyebrow and crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Ms. Ryan? Do you have something you'd like to share with everyone?" she asked.

Alani blushed and sank down in her chair. "No, sorry."

"Then may I teach without laughter from the peanut gallery?"

"Yes, sorry."

Alani flipped her hood over her head and sank even lower. The students who had turned to look and laugh went back to taking notes. Alani turned to Sam and mouthed, "Oh God."

[haxxor]

Sam stared straight forward, her chin in one hand, trying not to smile as Alani got told off. Even if the girl was being nice to her and she should probably be pissed at the teacher for being such a bitch, it was still funny. Sam was equal-opportunity schadenfreudic.

When the teacher moved on, Sam laughed silently at Alani's equally silent call to the Almighty.


[END due to inability to do a thread where there is no talking, also to move things along etc]