Social Awkwardness Comes In All Ages (Open!)

Evan sat at his desk as he graded some turned in papers, sighing at the multitude of low grades, he didn't appreciate the students putting so little effort into their work but what was he supposed to do? Yell at them collectively? He sighed as he finished the last paper, giving it a solid 65 before putting it to the side and looking up at his. Most of them were talking, which he guessed was fine since they didn't have any work to do. He waited the last few minutes till the bell rang and nearly jumped in surprise when it did go off. He stretched in his chair and looked at the students, waiting to see if one of them stayed behind. And he was always looking out for the ones that got extremely low grades.

(( @Crows/@Evilbunny You guys can decide what grades your charries got, if they're low Evan will stop you. And if they're high I encourage you to have them stay after class for a reason, so you can actually be in the thread. XP ))

The fifty-five that Perry had gotten on this test was not the worst he had ever done in Garreth's class. He didn't know what he had made, but he assumed it was as bad as usual. He sat alone and was mumbling to himself, This is so stupid. Perry had a little metal pin and an eraser standing he was goofing around with. The many holes in the eraser that was standing on the desk were from Perry working on his controlling his range and being more precise with one of his techniques.

Perry had many mental talents, he just figured that history wasn't one. He could read people rather well, especially when it came to character. He could study, but he just thought that having classes like this was a joke. When would King Phillip's invasion of England ever, ever be important. He just wanted to be training. When you have a sword in you hand the past doesn't matter. Who you are doesn't matter. What others feel about you doesn't matter. All that matters is the steel and the will to say no to death. With a quick slashing motion perry would cut the eraser in half and then half again before the two pieces fell. One hundred percent stupid.

Yemi had stayed after class today. He had gotten a 98. It would bring his overall grade in the class down. Not by a point, but by a fraction of a point. He knew he was doing really well in this class, but he had some studying to do that he felt would be easier if he ever had to ask the teacher for help. He had the option of staying today and since he did not have plans he had taken the option. He felt a little disappointed with himself. He had missed the extra credit question. He thought he had the right answer as well. Well he just needed to complete the document of how the Spanish king had contributed to britans continued success and he could go home.

The boy with the large scarf sat in his usual seat, with some relevant books from the library next to his chair. Perry was right next to him, against his better knowledge he leaned over and asked. "Hey Perry, could you help me out with this one? Who was this favorite chick that he basically left in charge of the government? She's a duchess I know but I can't find er name in the books."

Liam had his face against his desk. Letting lose a low but noticeable snore, he drooled on his desk. He didn't normal do this sort of thing, he normally had pillow ready. The test laying on his head was marked with an 87%. Not as good as he would have liked had he been awake, but still ok. He emits another, louder, snore, probably annoying the the whole of the class that stayed.