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Mr. Mitchell watched as a few straggling students came wandering into the classroom as if they were invisible. A quick clearing of his throat and a brow raise warned them all that he knew they were there, and they were very much late. Seeing as it was the first day, he took it upon himself not to take any further action than that, though. At the sound of the bell, Mr. Mitchell stood up and chuckled, as he wasn't quite as quick as some of the eager students who were already rushing out of the classroom towards the field. Some knowing exactly where to go and the newer kids just stringing along with the in-crowd. After locking up the room, Mr. Mitchell followed behind his homeroom class and managed to pace ahead of everyone to take the lead of the herd. Once at the field, Mitchell turned on the class and held up a flat hand facing them to motion for them to halt. Once he could see that everyone was watching him, he simply smiled and waved his hand towards the field. [color=gold][b]"Go on, guys. I won't take roll now, but I better see every one of you back in the classroom after it's all over, ya hear me?"[/b][/color] With a few nods and some verbal agreements, he went about his way as did his students to go join the small crowd of seniors that had already made it to the grounds. Many teachers were still holding their students captive to take roll, others like Mr. Mitchell, had just set them free. 

The carnival was something straight out of the movies. Something like Grease, to be absolutely specific. There was a Ferris wheel, a mirror house, and a 0 gravity ride called Area 51 spread out among a number of carnival games, face painting booths, food trucks and booths galore. The bleachers above the track were littered with small groups of kids huddled together to talk amongst themselves, either too anti-social to get down and join the festivities or the 'too kool for school' types. [sup]Yeah, that's right. Cool with a [b][i]K[/i][/b]![/sup] At each entrance stood a teacher, as well as a few walking the grounds for good measure but for the most part it was pretty much a free-for-all to wreak the kind of havoc one wouldn't expect to be able to accomplish on the first day.

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Ezra and Liz began to head towards Area 51 while James made a nearly [i]immediate[/i] beeline for the food trucks, hardly even waiting for JC in his haste. James dug in his pants pocket to grab his wallet out, paying for his 2 street tacos and large order of nachos drenched in dark orange cheese. He could have been mistaken for Gollum when he finally gets the ring from Frodo at the end of Return of the King. He had his [i]Precious[/i]. James climbed the bleachers and found a spot to sit near the bottom corner closest to the stairs, chowing down on his munchies. Ezra and Liz got into the line for the 0-gravity ride, talking amongst themselves of their summers that they, for the first time since meeting, hadn't spent much of together. The line moved fairly quickly, considering the inside of the ride could fit 20 people or so, but they still hadn't made it in. They were up next, though, and they stood there patiently waiting. Arguing harmlessly about who would get dizzy and fall down first.