Post by kat on Nov 28, 2010 14:47:56 GMT -6
Nathaniel loved teaching science, really he did. What he didn't love were the times when a minor explosion would happen which was what had happened in his last period. He'd been trying to help a girl with her experiment but the student hadn't known what she'd put into the mixture so when he added a certain chemical it had spewed every where. Or not every where per se just all over him and the lab station. The whole class, including himself, had laughed at first and then the itchy burning feeling started to creep along his skin and he'd scrambled for the emergency shower.
Now he sat in soaking wet clothes on the floor of his empty classroom humming along to a tune that was looping in his head. He had piles of papers strewn around him to grade though his mind was not focused on the assignments. Instead his thoughts were drifting from topic to topic, whether he'd fed the dog this morning, what he was going to have for dinner. Really he did occasionally try and get work done; it wasn't like he was always off topic. Okay there were those times in class where he'd somehow go from photosynthesis and plant cells to clowns and how absolutely creepy they were but plants and clowns were completely connected. Plants could be flowers and clowns had water-shooting flowers. Oh, hey and water was used for photosynthesis therefore clowns and plants were completely connected.
Who was he kidding the papers in front of him were not going to get graded at least not right this moment. Nathaniel hefted himself to his feet and slid away from the papers. Having to go into the emergency shower did have it's good points such as his new ability to glide easily across the floor since he wasn't wearing his shoes. Soon he was sliding all around the floor with a slightly crazy grin tugging at the corners of his lips. If anyone walked in on him he could just tell them that he was helping out the janitor by mopping with his socks. That was a good excuse.....completely believable.....right? Scratch that. If someone walked in on him he would just duck down behind his desk and hope to God they had some eye disorder that kept them from seeing him.
Now he sat in soaking wet clothes on the floor of his empty classroom humming along to a tune that was looping in his head. He had piles of papers strewn around him to grade though his mind was not focused on the assignments. Instead his thoughts were drifting from topic to topic, whether he'd fed the dog this morning, what he was going to have for dinner. Really he did occasionally try and get work done; it wasn't like he was always off topic. Okay there were those times in class where he'd somehow go from photosynthesis and plant cells to clowns and how absolutely creepy they were but plants and clowns were completely connected. Plants could be flowers and clowns had water-shooting flowers. Oh, hey and water was used for photosynthesis therefore clowns and plants were completely connected.
Who was he kidding the papers in front of him were not going to get graded at least not right this moment. Nathaniel hefted himself to his feet and slid away from the papers. Having to go into the emergency shower did have it's good points such as his new ability to glide easily across the floor since he wasn't wearing his shoes. Soon he was sliding all around the floor with a slightly crazy grin tugging at the corners of his lips. If anyone walked in on him he could just tell them that he was helping out the janitor by mopping with his socks. That was a good excuse.....completely believable.....right? Scratch that. If someone walked in on him he would just duck down behind his desk and hope to God they had some eye disorder that kept them from seeing him.