Thread: Type A Students WHO: Gilderoi Rubinhart and Olivia Young WHEN: Monday afternoon, after Science class WHERE: The hallways of the castle
Some things about being in school were fun. The classes were more engaging than they had been at home and the school library was a fount of knowledge. Most of the teacher were witty, quick on their feet and pretty to look at. Same went for most of the other students. Socially, this was a huge improvement.
Now, for the bad. The classes could be very slow, since the teachers tried to adapt to the weakest link in the chain. This was an annoyance at best: while the teacher tended to the blunter knives in the kitchen, Gilderoi covertly read the books that were not part of the curriculum. But the worst, the absolute worst? Were group assignments.
Evil.
Gilderoi sighed as he gathered his things, putting his books and his pens in his bag. They had to work in groups. They had to test a hypothesis by setting up an experiment and writing a report about it. Why did he need someone else for that nonsense? He hadn't even been able to choose his partner. They had been assigned randomly.
He lingered in the hallway, waiting for the student to emerge. "Hey," he said with a grin, his voice as smooth as honey, "you're Olivia Young, right? We're supposed to do the assignment together."