[Center][color=9e0b0f]-Lukas Kunze : Geoffs Classroom-[/color]

Out of filled boredom, Lukas began to fiddle around with his powers of telekinesis, slightly levitating a pencil on his finger and spinning it while analyzing the area filled with familiar faces etched about. As he studied the area out of boredom, he slightly tilted the pencil to the side, making it appear as if he had performed a peculiar physical feat to keep the pencil from falling. The boy lazily drifted his head towards the door, he took note of the dwindling amounts of students entering inside. From the seats counted, it was still a mystery to which why specific students wern't in the general vicinity... however, he could probably figure out why.

[color=9e0b0f][i]"... Something tells me Ted might not have enough willpower to drag himself out of bed to attend class... heh, seems like him to not arrive. I just hope he isn't going to chill near the cafeteria one he awakes, as he will be in for a rude confrontation... Hm, looks like Leslie is here at least, and Aqua is out of sight... Ugh, second day and people are starting to ditch. At most, I hope they learn through example... And I hope and most she isn't pulling off one of her crazy antics again because this would of been the... oh dear god i've lost count!"[/i][/color]

With an abrupt sigh, the boy promptly lied down on the desk, a hand rifling through his hair as he contemplated what spectacle would further transpire if he continued to be lenient. The boy groaned as he moved his head upwards so he could focus on the commotion of a few of the later students traversing into the classroom. Looks like Ziska decided to finally waltz on in after the bell shrieked... which seemed totally out of character for her.

As the boy pushed himself up to eye level with the girl in a rather tight suit, maybe he could figure out a way to break the ice? He only knew her as a rival between years in part due to one glaring reason. Lukas clutched one of the sheathes, squeezing it for a bit as she walked forward. One person he couldn't manage to fall was her, which irritated him to no end. He could only hope to surpass the girl this year, but only time would tell on that part.

[color=9e0b0f][i]"Hmm, I only know her out of her habits, and barely know anything about herself truly. Maybe this year I could try to melt that ice queen facade of hers to see what she really is... but first, maybe I could greet her! Alright, focus Lukas, don't wanna mess this up."[/i]

"Heya Ziska, you're looking rather ravishing this morning. Were you busy disciplining someone this morning as it is rather outlandish to see you late."[/color]

After that little statement, he didn't honestly show himself as he gave her a smile, hiding how stupid he made himself sound. At most he would get branded as a skirt-chaser and would fall short in attempting to befriend the girl. At most he ignored whatever comment she would shoot back if Ziska felt the need for a response to him and wondered why he dared to attempt saying that.

Mentally checking himself for probably blowing it up, he rotated his head towards the door, finding the Professor stationed by the door, as if he was waiting for a few others to come on in. The boy silently chuckled to himself, still believing she would show up. Much to his shock, it was Ted who managed to show up on time. Ok, now Lukas was getting a little antsy just looking at the door.

The next person he saw traversing in was Paul - the less lazy counterpart of Ted and not at all a bad guy. The boy gazed over as Paul took a seat in the back with the rest of the others who came in late. As he congregated in the back with the other latecomers, Lukas shrugged off what ever reason he had earlier, abandoning such miniscule theories which held no more use.

[color=9e0b0f][i]"Well I guess the whole gang has finally arrived, or most of them anyways. A few lingering seats here... well, guess now we have to wait for.

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Crivens, that is one mighty giantess. Looks buffer than me at most... wait, didn't I catch her in the cafeteria? I thought she was a first year!... Maybe she recently transferred over? Eh, who knows... maybe i'll attempt interacting with her later on in or out of class."[/i][/color]

The Telekinetic rookie let this thought settle in his mind as he looked at the tall chick before returning his attention to his pencil as he began to spin it on his finger yet again. He didn't have the audacity or the ignorant attitude to treat her no different than other students in the general vicinity. Even though this was a school, it's no more average than your regular high school from his perception. Even with powers, his thoughts were never faltering on this idea. As he looks from his pencil to the door at a swifter rate, he showed signs of impatientness.

Eventually the thought of her oversleeping perished. The boy reluctantly sighed as he stopped using his powers to outright pass the time and set the pencil back on the desk. As Burr entered in, he noted that this was one of the signs that she was up to mischief again. Although she was exciting to hang around, her antics did go a bit on the edge sometimes. As the boy watched the professor speak about physics, he lied his arm on the desk, keeping it perfectly erect in the air while he rest his head on it.

Class had started already and yet this was the time when he began becoming distracted by friendships as his eyes began to look glazed over at the moment. He stared into nothingness, or much more literally the back of a students head. Lukas deducted the worst had happen to Lonnie since she was a bit of a loose cannon from time to time.

[color=9e0b0f][i]"Who knows who she might of fought tho morning. Arduous to ponder on it, but seriously, she might end up getting an expulsion from the high school if what she does keeps up.... maybe. At any rate, i'll inquire some info about what happened later..."[/i][/color]

Lost in thought, it was difficult to return back to reality after diverting his attention and delving into the mind, but it was something simple that brought him back.

Burr interrogating if anyone had the answer was at the top of his list, problem was he missed the whole spiel the physics professor spoke about. As he began running what he spoke about through his head, he came to the conclusion about the answer, or so he thought. He had no grounds to base if he processed it correctly, or if he should give it a chance.

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Well, at least he was on the right track as he tilted his head slightly back to the person with the familiar german accent. Looks like she managed to snag it before he could even shift a finger. So much for his heels being cleared up as he ended up sidetracked by something he saw as important to him.

The boy returned his gaze to the front, waiting for the professor to give his response, still wondering about a few trifling things before dismissing them completely. Lukas knew where his priorities lied, and they were within the education he was receiving. The social aspects could wait for now as currently his focus had to explicitly be on this class, lest he doom himself to future misery set up by a chain of butterflies. [/center]