[h1] Samuel Deniel[/h1]
"Well first, let me say that wanting to run when no one is around sounds like the way to do it," he started cutting in to his omelette as he spoke, "now, I'm not one to run just for the hell of it. But if I did, I would want to do it without spectators....maybe a running buddy to keep me motivated. Sam had a bite of omelette and a thought occurred to him, did he really hate running? He thought he hated it, when he was younger he wasn't too keen on it, but maybe he'd changed. Maybe if he couldn't sleep at 5 in the morning he might ask Ruby one time to try running with her. He let the thought pass and continued talking, "as for sleep, it was about as good as it can be. Nothing can compare to my bed at home, y'know? But the beds here are pretty nice too."

Sam was quiet a few moments while he continued eating, then he realized something and grinned, "history is the first class of the day, isn't it? That's pretty good, start the day off with a pretty easy class." Sam figured if the class was taught by anyone other than Sir Hives then he wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much. That was someone Sam looked up to, he hoped one day he will have traveled the world as much if not more than Sir Hives had. Who knows, maybe after Sam retired he might decide to become the new history teacher at St. Fortuna's. The class was also easy because Sir Hives almost never assigned homework, Sam was awful with homework, he was of the mind that schoolwork should not follow you out of the classroom.
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