The names George and Lilah were randomly borrowed from one of Rachel’s current WIPs.
No one wanted to be awake at this time, not even super-powered teens. Not that Roy could blame them – it took him an embarrassingly long time to get used to the early morning school schedule, too.
“Where’s Lilah?” Roy asked, his eyes gazing from the empty seat to the rest of the class, trying to pinpoint someone who would answer him.
“I saw her at breakfast,” George offered. Roy thanked him, certain that if Roy had been a student with George, he’d be irritated at George’s goody-two-shoes behavior. As a teacher, though, Roy knew he could depend on George for information.
“So, she didn’t sleep through her alarm,” Roy muttered, looking at the clock on the wall above the door. He marked Lilah as absent. “Well, she can deal with Ms. Parker later, then.”
Out of his peripheral vision, Roy saw a few students fidget and he tried not to smirk. Sierra Parker, while he was used to her now, had always been a little frightening with her stern expressions and powerful electric-based abilities.
“So.” Roy snapped the attendance book shut. “Who wants to summarize section four of chapter one?” No one volunteered. Roy continued in a drawl, “You know, from your homework last night…?”
Unsurprisingly to Roy, George eventually raised his hand and began summarizing. While George was in the middle of speaking, a sudden gale of laughter soared through the open window, capturing everyone’s attention, including Roy’s. In fact, Roy was one of the first to look out the window.
There was Willow with her morning biology class, the group gathered around one of the estate’s many deciduous trees. A student was using her wind powers to make the leaves swirl in a flurry of red, orange, and yellow.
Roy cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, “Wrong class, Lilah!”