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Jeph grinned, and stopped, watching the plug as it smoked and sputtered. 'Interesting; so she knows more about men than I do about her. Well, this is gonna be a challenge.' Jeph thought, glancing at his watch as she rushed away. "Welp, time to get to class, I suppose. Either that, or go back to bed." He said aloud to no one in particular, before turning on his heel and walking leisurely for the exit. He had heard her speaking as she left, but he didn't have time to respond, which was quite alright with him. He grinned as he left the room, whistling a little Nomind song, something called Electric Worry. He was late to classes quite often, but as his natural persuasiveness allowed, he was often excused. That, combined with his parents' investments in the institution, allowed him to get away with quite a bit. He did get in trouble occasionally, and it was not at all uncommon to see him hanging around the office, though not worried in that 'oh god he's gonna kill me' way that most of the other students were. In his case, he found that the main office was a place where a majority of his creative work got done.

Passing by a teacher trying to fill his quota for tardy students, Jeph gave out a sharp wolf-whistle. "Oi! Over here!" He called out, as the teacher turned, livid upon recognition of Jeph. "You are tardy for the last time, Deprecor! I will see you out of this school, or I will cease working here!" The teacher called back, storming towards him. "Ah, got your bags packed, I assume?" He replied, sidling towards an outlet. Raising one foot tenatively, he placed it on the outlet, trying to phase into the grid.

Nothing happened.

The realization that he was basically S.O.L. at this point struck him like a sack of hammers. "Uh, can't we talk this out, sir? I always did enjoy our little chats, you know." Jeph reasoned, hoping that some miracle would happen to turn the tide in his favor. By random chance, it did. The teacher tripped over his own feet, opening a narrow window of escape for Jeph. A window that he forced open further to accomodate himself. Sprinting towards the I.T. department, where his next class happened to be, Jeph let out a sigh of relief. "I am a lucky little man sometimes." He laughed after he said this, skidding around a corner as he made for the first period of his day.