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Beau Miller

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a character in “Academy of Elements”, as played by Hallowed777

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"I love the earth is all I really have to say."





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Name: Beau James Miller
Nickname: "Preferably I would like you not have a nickname for me, but if you insist on me having one you can just call me by my middle name, James."
Age: Seventeen {17}
Sexuality: Pansexual
Hometown: Moab, Utah
Element: Wood
Studies: Still in High School and hasn't really thought about it.

Likes:
+ Playing his guitar
+ Music: "Its practically my life."
+ Writing
+ Dreaming
+ Living
+ Plants
+ The environment
+ Saving the Earth
+ Protesting
+ Hanging out with his friends
+ Utah
+ Traveling to new places
Dislikes:
- Liars
- Smokers: "My dad was a huge smoker. He died like a couple of years ago from it."
- Cities
- Tests
- Metal music
- Death
- Dancing
- Being questioned
- Brats
- Being called a hippie: "I'm not a Hippie! I'm just someone who likes to help preserve the Earth."
Fears:
° Starting to smoke like his dad
° The Earth being destroyed
° Loosing someone he loves
Quirks:
° Some times when he is bored he plays air guitar



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Element:
Wood
Powers:
He hasn't really been able to do much with his power. The furthest he has gotten was growing a tree within minutes. He can only grow planets right now at the moment. He hopes to be able to do more later on but until then he has to figure out how to master growing plants.
Rival Element:
"They are so much more different than me and other people who have the same power as I do. Gross city people is what they are."
Metal
Weaknesses:
If you count fire then yes he does have a weakness. Fire is one of his weaknesses because if fire touches any plants or wood they end up burning up.
Strengths:
His strengths are mostly just at playing guitar, and communicating with people. Since a few years ago he just started to play his guitar and is actually good at it. He works on getting better almost every day when he is finished with school work and has the time. He enjoys playing his guitar when alone or if he is feeling a certain way that just makes him want to play it. The reason he is good with communicating with people is because he is in no way shy and likes to get to know other people if he can.




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Personality:
Lets just get straight down to getting to know Beau. First off to strangers you would know him as that Hippie freak who would sit around playing his guitar while either admiring the scenery or thinking up ways he can protest about global warming. To strangers you could just pass by him and get maybe a 'hi' or 'how are you?' because he is a sociable person who enjoys to meet people. With this said his acquaintances know him as a friendly person who like to get to those whom he does not know that well at all. He likes to learn about others, figuring out what they like and figuring out what they dislike before he really opens up to them just because there is some small trust issues that he secretly has.

Beau's friends know him a little bit better than acquaintances so they know that he can have a small temper when it comes to people doing something he dislikes. Don't get him wrong and don't just quickly judge him by thinking he is a good person at all just because he can be short tempered from time to time. That's not it at all because the fact of it is that he can be a complete sweet heart who is out to make you feel good about yourself and to pick you up when your down. He is a complete down-to-earth kind of guy who loves to protect all that the Earth has to offer. He is known to be loud and an energetic person who always tries to be the life of the party if he can.

While those are just opinions that his friend's have about him there are also his best friend's that you should hear from. His best friend's have been through almost everything with him and have seen him at what seems like his worst times. They know that some times he can be an arrogant person whom appears to be completely confident in himself. He is determined just because if you don't have determination you can't do things that you would want to succeed in. Such as a protest, without determination you can't get your point across with people. Another thing you should watch out for is that at time he can be quite persuasive when it comes to trying to get someone to come with him some where or to do something with him that they wouldn't want to do. At times he can be selfish a boy who only thinks of himself some times when he feels like no one else is as important as he is. Finally you should know that Beau is actually a very caring person especially when it comes to his best friend's who are either hurting or are feeling hopeless. This is the time he kind of plays therapist because he tries to help people if he can to make them feel better. There is nothing he dislikes more than to see his best friend's or even friend's hurting whether physically or mentally. This is why he is also pretty much the go-to person when someone needs someone else to talk to about something that they may need off their chest.

Finally his family... well at least his mother who is still living and in his life says he is protective of who he loves. He tries to protect people from others by not letting them get hurt by others. He takes care of them and treats them equally, just like the way he would want to be treated just because people have treated him badly before and he wants to prevent that from happening to others if he can. She says he is also a very adaptable child whom isn't hard to get along with if you take the time to talk to him and to get to know him better.
History:
Beau James Miller, current age is Seventeen, and was born on July 6th which was two days after the fourth of July. He was born to a Free spirited cashier name Janet Haven Miller and a high class business man name Antonio Victor Miller. Ever since a young age his father had been introduced to the high class life up until he met Beau's mother whom of which he had instantly fell in love with. She was a free spirited woman who seemed to have not a care in the world about anything. Only three years later after meeting each other did they marry and have a child together. They had been blessed with Beau since his mother had been told there was no possible way she could get pregnant. A year after getting pregnant Beau was born a healthy baby boy.

Two years after being born his father had taken up smoking after stopping with his mother when she got pregnant with him. His father taught him a lot, but his mother seemed to rub off him the most just because she was a free spirited woman so she brought him along with her when ever she went to a friend's house. He spent a lot of the time going over to his mother's friend's and hanging out with their daughter or son. At age six his parent's began to fight more about how his dad needed to stop smoking after her frequently would cough and would refuse to go to the doctor. At age 7 his father finally started to cough up blood, and that was finally the time that he went to the doctors. The doctors said that he had gained lung cancer, though, his father had claimed that he had stopped smoking for a few years up until Beau was two. That wasn't good enough, in an attempt to get the lung cancer to stop his father had to go through a lot of hoops. His father was constantly weak, and had a hard time managing his business that was taking off just now. The doctors also at this time gave his father only a year to live.

Finally a year passed and his father was still alive. His father continued to fight while his mother would sit at home acting as if everything was fine even though nothing was okay. A few times she wished it would end not just because she wanted to move on but because she didn't want him to suffer any more. With in these years he spent more time with friends. For years he seemed as though more growing closer to his mom and learning more about the Free spirited people. At the age of 13 he learned he had the power of wood and this only increased his need to be a free spirited person who could grow flowers and trees if he really wanted to. At the age of 15 his dad finally passed away of lung cancer. Sure it devastated him, but he resorted to going off and sitting under a tree while writing and playing music. He coped with all of this with music and writing. Finally he went to Eastern Gradon Academy where he began to learn more about his powers while learning the regular classes that you would have in a normal school. From here on out he has always been a very environmentally friendly kind of person who is always trying to help the Earth. He still plays music, writes, and still talks to his mom when he can because she was the first person to lead him in the way of the Free-spirited people.
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So begins...

Beau Miller's Story

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In an isolated pocket of the English countryside sits Eastern Gradon Academy. Overnight the school has been blanketed in a covering of snow, the first of the winter.
With the coming of the snow also comes the Winter Feast, a traditional feast that the Academy holds for its staff and students the night after the first snow fall. In the last hour notices have been posted around the school to announce the traditional feast.

'Dear Students,

Tonight the traditional Winter Feast will be held in the Dining Hall.
Students are expected to be seated an hour after the last period of the day.
As with past years the seating will be freely arranged.
The dress is formal, suits and formal dresses are expected.

A shot of port will be offered during the traditional toast and mulled wine will be served throughout,
however students are warned that intoxication will not be tolerated.

Looking forward to a wonderful evening,
The Academy Faculty'

The time is 8.30am, half an hour before the start of the school day. As expected some students have been out playing in the snow while others are wrapped up inside or sleeping. A hot breakfast is being served in the dining room. Teachers will be preparing for their classes. Students should also be beginning to ready themselves for their day.




Alanna Ascot

Alanna liked the idea of snow; she liked to watch snowflakes falling quietly to earth, but only from the safety of a warm room. The library was one such room. It was in fact its own separate building and several stories high. Books lined its walls from floor to ceiling and there were many alcoves and partially hidden rooms in its depths. It was the kind of library where one could spend all day and never see another person. During the winter months the fire was constantly stoked and you were always guaranteed warmth. Alanna had been here for some time, reading in one of the many window seats. Snow always made her more irritable and she had woken earlier that morning to see the school sheeted in the stuff. Not being able to return to sleep she had showered, dressed and made her way to the library.

Now, with half an hour until class started she decided that it was time for a warm breakfast. Alanna replaced her book in the shelf and made her way through the large library doors. As she stepped outside the cold immediately hit her and the girl drew her clothes tighter around her. Alanna made her way along covered paths, aiming for the old dining hall. She thrust her hands into her pockets to keep them warm.

She reached the end of the covered walkways. Across a courtyard of undisturbed snow stood the dining hall. Smoke could be seen coming out of the large chimney and the windows were misted, further indicating the warmth that awaited inside. But first Alanna would have to make her way across the courtyard. Pursing her lips she took the first step, her foot sinking ankle deep into the snow. By the time she had made it to the dining hall door her toes were going numb and her irritation had reached new levels, still she hesitated before entering the hall. She had caught sight of the notice pinned to the door.
The only good thing she could say about winter was the annual Winter Feast. The food was always excellent, the decorations were fantastic and the atmosphere was something to look forward to. Not to mention the student after-party. It was just as much a tradition as the Feast, even if not entirely within the Academy's rules. While drinking for over 18s was legal in England, drinking on campus wasn't something that the teachers allowed without supervision. Still, every year the after-party went ahead and every year the majority of the student body attended.

Having finished reading the notice Alanna pushed through the doors and into the warmth of the dining hall. She grabbed a plate, served herself breakfast and then chose a table close to the fire. She sat down with the fire to her back, happy to let the fire warm her.




Lockie Porter


Buzz! Buzz! BUZZ! BUZZ!

The insistent ringing of Lockie's alarm was what woke the young man. His eyes fluttered open as the noise pierced through his dreams. His hand reached out to snooze the alarm only to find the device not on his bedside table. He let his eyes close for a moment. A cool breeze was playing around his room, streaming in through his open window.

In one swift movement the boy collected the breeze to him, using it to fling the blankets off him. His hands gave another twirl and the winds returned, this time he set them on the pile of clothes that littered his floor. It was from this pile that the incessant ringing was coming. With a blast of his collected air Lockie sent the clothes flying around his room, landing across his desk, bed and other portions of his floor. And there sat his alarm cloak. Lockie stood, tapped the alarm with his hand and gave a satisfied smile as the noise finally stopped.

Lockie grabbed his towel and left his room, wondering down the Air elemental's portion of the dormitories. He entered the male bathrooms a moment later, flicking on the lights and a shower as he entered. The water was blissfully warm. He stepped out a good deal later once the water had began to run cold. Lockie was prone to day-dreaming and his mind had wondered, only being brought back to reality by the shock of the cold water.

Back in his room he quickly got dressed in the only clothes that didn't seem to decorate his floor. His stomach rumbled a moment later, indicating that it was time for breakfast. So he left his room and began to make his way down to the dining hall.

Most times the quick trip to the dining hall would take longer than anticipated as Lockie's attention was usually drawn to whatever caught his fancy. Today was no different. Now he stopped short of the hall, watching as a tree branch slowly caved under the pressure of the snow. The day had a moderate amount of wind, enough for him to collect a small ball and send it flying towards the tree. The snow was blown up in a flurry of wind before crunching down onto the tree branch and then onto the ground.

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Kara punched her pillow several times and flipped it over as she laid uncomfortably on her bed in her room. She shoved her face in her pillow, not really wanting to get up right now. All she really wanted to do was to sleep another hour or two, but she had school to get to. Mumbling something angrily she finally threw her pillow off her bed and sat up slowly as she rubbed her tired eyes. One look at the clock she realized that she had been late on waking up. Really? She thought it was like 7:30 but it was truly an hour later than she usually got up to get ready for school. Oops. She shook her head, sighing softly as she got up and went to go fix herself up for the day.

The girl ran a brush through her hair a few times and applied some make-up before going to her closet which she started to slowly scan through for something to wear. There was soon a disappointed look on her face when she really couldn't find anything that she actually wanted to wear to class today. After about five minutes of debating what to wear she finally took out a outfit that she thought would be suitable for the day. It wasn't like she was really trying to impress anyone, so why should it matter what she wore today? She could figure something out better for tomorrow later on today, so that she didn't spend so much time looking for something to wear.

After throwing on her outfit for the day she walked over to next to her bed where her bag was laying. Scooping the bag up she checked to make sure she had all her books and necessary things before she slung it over her shoulder and walked from her room. She went from her room all the way down to the Dining room where she went and just got herself a plate of food then went to the table where Alanna was sitting. She slid into a seat next to her, placing her bag on the floor near her, and then placing her plate onto the table. Glancing over at Rachel she felt a small pang of anger towards her for some unknown reason, but managed to keep a warm smile on her face. "Hey Alanna, Rachel." She nodded over to Rachel before looking at Alanna again then down at her food as she messed with it a little.




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Beau smashed his hand down on his alarm when it went off at 8:30. A lot groan escaped him as he got up slowly and dragged himself out of bed. He rubbed his face once then slowly half walked and half stumbled over to his dresser where he searched for something to wear. He ran a hand through his blond hair, sighing softly as he pulled out the first outfit he found, though, minus the glasses of course just because he doesn't really like sunglasses. Honestly he could care less how he looked today because all he really wanted was for today to be over so he could just go back to sleep. After putting a small amount of cologne on, he grabbed his bag, looked at himself in the mirror then left his room so that he could just start the day in hopes that the day would be over quickly.

Attempting to avoid the snowy outside world -with little success- he made his way to the Dining room where he went into and got some milk before he went to an empty table and sat down. He messed with the carton of milk then took a book from his bag and he began to read it. His eyes scanned over the words as he preoccupied himself with just reading because there was really nothing else he thought that he could do at the moment. This was all because he didn't want to go outside and play in the snow because he isn't too much of a fan of snow.




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Harmony had been up since about 7:25 a.m. which was a little more than an hour before most people went down to the Dining Room. Upon waking up at the time she had already seen how snowy it was and it made her have the urge to go outside and play in it for a little while before making her way to the dining room so at 7:30 she made her way out of her room and outside in her PJ's to go mess around in the snow a little until it turned 8:00 and that was when she came back into her room, took a quick shower then slipped on her outfit for the day. After getting her clothes on she dried her hair, fluffing it a bit then throwing it into a very neat braid. She applied her makeup then double checked to make sure everything was in order then she slid her messenger bag onto her shoulders. All of this took at least a half hour by this time it was 8:30 and she was now heading down to the Dining room where she could finally get something to eat.

On her way down to the Dining room she did her best not to avoid going outside. As she walked outside- without a jacket- she held her hands out and listened to the snow crunch beneath her feet. Smiling gentle she sighed and shivered a little when she began to feel a little cold because of all this snow. Sighing softly she walked the rest of the way to the Dining room, putting her hands by her side. Upon entering the Dining Room she got a plate of food then scanned the room for a friend she could be around. When she saw Mark the smile on her face grew slightly as she walked over and sat next to him. "Hey Mark," She said kindly. She crossed her legs then took a bite of her food when she looked away from him and down at the table.

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"Sorry, Marchy, but it was a game for big kids only," Theia had replied to Marion as she was ranting. The rules of age always seemed to be a problem for Marion. Not just her physical age, but her mental age as well. Personality-wise, many people considered the sixteen-year-old to be immature,reckless, even. People's judgement of her characteristics always seemed to be heightened by the fact that she was younger than most of her friends. Afterwards, Theia gave a mischievous smirk, and with an almost thin-like gust of wind, she sprayed tiny droplets of water onto Marion. Taken by surprise, she closed her eyes as the melted snow splattered upon her body, getting her clothes soaking wet. Once she had processed what had happened, She heavily laughed, her nose scrunching up in its usual fashion. From behind her, she could hear Alex laughing as well.
"There- now it's just as though you had joined us, isn't it? Marchy, I can hear your black hole of a stomach from here. Hungry? She gave a small chuckle, and smirked at the blonde-haired university student. "Thanks for caring Theia," she said, "And yeah, I didn't have breakfast yet. You have the ears of a dolphin, I swear."

"The snow fight was sort of impromptu, but Alex had an idea to have one later." said Lockie, who had just returned to the table with a huge plate of food. As he shoveled into his breakfast, Marion's face lit up, and she ecstatically turned over to Alex while she sat at the table. "ALEX. I WANT DEETZ. NOW." she said, her light-brown pigmented eyes wide yet again. "Its not just some ordinary snowball fight, Lockie. Marion, imagine this. Imagine a snowball fight entirely composed of air elementalists. Think of the chaos! The insanity! The random hits on innocent bystanders! Tell me that's not amazing."
"I'm just hoping there's no age restriction on it!" she laughed, taking a quick glance at Theia.

It was then in that quick glance that Marion noticed the nineteen-year-old slide her plate of fruits over to her side. Marion raised an eyebrow at her. "Here, have mine." she said, "I'm going to make myself as hungry as possible for the Winter Feast."Marion exchanged a look with Alex, and then frowned. It was hard to tell if Theia was joking or not. Despite her similarites to Marion, she was a tough nut to crack. She hadn't been eating much lately, which was worrying everyone in the air elementalist group, to say the least. Unsure of what to say or do, Marion just stared at Theia for a moment with a blank expression.

"So your just going to skip breakfast then, Theia? That's the most important meal of the day. It's psychological." Alex said, bringing her back to her senses. "Yeah," she added with a lighthearted grin, "I mean, Theia, you've already done me ENOUGH favors for the day!" She gestured towards her wet clothes with an abundance of exaggeration. "You don't need to do me another one. In fact, now I owe you..."
Alex slapped a piece of crispy-looking bacon onto the plate, "Here, eat this. Before you turn it down, bacon is the food of GOD! Turning it down is blasphemy! Come on, eat it. I promise I didn't poison it." Marion looked at Theia with a wide smirk and charismatic eyes as Alex paused, "That much." Lockie eventually followed suit, shoveling some of his own food onto Theia's plate as well.

The tide of the conversation quickly turned as Alex asked, "Anyway, Marion, you saw the sign for the winter feast right?"
She smiled, "Yup. I'm going, of course. I can't turn down free food, man. I'm assuming you guys are going as well, right?"
"Are we all sitting at the same table? The air group has to stick together, you know."
"Hell, yeah!" she bursted out rather loudly.
"You bet." muttered Lockie, "We should make sure to get the table furthest from the teachers." Marion chuckled in reply.
"I don't know that that's even a serious question, Alex." chimed in Theia, "We have to sit away from them where we can cause a good amount of chaos without being under the radar," Marion watched as she picked at her food slightly.
"I wonder what the feast'll be like," she randomly muttered, her eyes staring up towards the ceiling, "It's only been my first year here. I heard from some of the kids that the after party is good fun."

Suddenly, Lockie abruptly stood up, "Is it time for classes yet?" he asked, the lens of his glasses glinting from the light.
Theia stood up as well, and tossed her plate of food into the trash, "Yep, time to go," she said, "I don't know about you guys, but I have Mr. Shaw first period, so I'd better get going- you know he has a thing against Air kids,"
"Dammit," Marion muttered, "I barely ate breakfast...But yeah, Mr. Shaw is like that. I have Mr. Tanner first period."

She grabbed her green and blue canvas bag, and slung it over her shoulder. Before one of the lunch ladies could collect the untouched food, Marion swiftly grabbed a much craved blueberry muffin. She opened her mouth and focused on taking huge bites, hoping she could finish it up before the beginning of first period. It was then, when she was about to walk back to her friends of air elementalists, that she noticed Beau Miller sitting alone at a table, reading a book. As she stood in the middle of the dining hall, she unconciously stared at the back of his head. Was he going to be at the Winter Feast? Hopefully. Marion had learned from her one year of actual high school that for some reason, not everyone enjoyed going to school celebrations. Strangely, the "cool kids" always seemed to skip dances and other highly anticipated events that her old school had planned. She didn't understand why, but it frustrated her. Would Beau do the same? Then again, did it matter? Despite her daring and fearless persona, Marion had never mustered up the courage to talk to Beau. She hadn't even introduced herself to him. She only allowed herself to watch him from afar.

"Excuse me." said a girl's voice behind her, bringing Marion back down to planet earth. "Sorry," she apologized, her cheeks turning a moderately soft shade of red. After taking one last glance over at Beau, Marion skipped over to her group of friends, and began to walk with them as she ate her muffin and made her way to first period class.

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Kara was a little nosy, she admitted that much. She sighed, shifting in her seat when Lowell responded to her. “I’m not writing much, just finishing something up I started this morning before the sunrise and right after it began snowing. Kinda got the creative juices flowing I suppose.”He finished which made her nod. "That's good, so do you draw or write stuff if that note book?" She asked curiously. Right afterwards she sighed, looking over at Blue who had just sat down. She offered the girl a gentle smile. "Are we meeting up in your room tonight?" Blue had asked Alanna. She glanced down at her lap for a minute, waiting for Alanna's response. "Sure are. Kara, you're coming too right?" Alanna had replied to Blue's question. "Of course I am!" She replied with a bright smile. There was no doubt that she would be there. Running a hand through her hair she sighed softly. "Do you guys know what you’re wearing to the after party?" She asked suddenly since they were on the topic of the Feast and After Party. She glanced at Alanna then at Blue and finally at Lowell.

"Lowell, why don't you come with us? We're going to go as a group of friends." Alanna had gave him a friendly smile before adding, "It'll be fun." Kara looked to Lowell, quirking an eyebrow at him as if wondering what his response would be. She kind of hope he would be there just because she thought the more the merrier. Plus she thought Lowell was a pretty cool person. She hesitated slightly before taking her phone out and playing angry birds while thinking of how Lowell would even respond to that question that came from Alanna. Lifting her head momentarily from her game after losing a round she noticed Brent Tanner making his way out of the Dining room and probably to his class. This reminded her that there was only a small time left before class was supposed to begin. Great... she was never really the one who enjoyed school or tried very hard in it either.




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Beau slowly tore his eyes away from his book, and dispensed it back into his bag where it was supposed to be. After seeing several people stand up and leave the dining room where he assumed most were going to class. By checking his watch that confirmed his thoughts. Not at all did he notice Marion looking at him at any point in time because he was too focused on the book To Kill a Mockingbird at the time. He glanced around the room just in time to see the Marion leaving with a few of her friend's. He grumbled a little angrily as he remembered what class he had next... stupid Professor Tanner. He didn't even deserve the Professor part really all he deserved was Brent. He mumbled something under his breath about Metal's before he spun placed his bag onto his shoulders and left the dining room.

Upon walking from the dining room he went outside, buying himself some time before having to get to the class he disliked probably the most out of all of them. He stopped outside, scooping a cold ball of ice into his hand. Pushing it from hand to hand he debated whether or not he should throw it up into the air. Suddenly a grin took to his face this happened when he got the best idea he could think about. Of course like any other person would he second guessed himself when he knew he would probably get in trouble along with making Brent Tanner disliking him even more than he already did. He chuckled at the thought, it was a good one, but today he wasn't really in the mood for it. He hesitated before throwing it at the school then he went back into school.

Finally after wasting some time he went to class, looking around for maybe a fellow Wood student to be in the hallway. Shaking his head he hated the fact that there weren't that many Wood students. He crossed his arms over his chest, sighing softly. He passed by a flyer which said that there was a Feast tonight. Oh great, a feast tonight. When there was a Feast there was going to be an after party and that was pretty much the only thing that he actually looked forward to. Mostly because he didn't have to wear a tux while watching other's stuff their faces and dance. Plus he didn't really enjoy it because most years it was just him and a few other friend's. It was nothing that really interested him to be honest he kind of really just preferred to sit under a tree while other's danced and spent their time at the feast. He sighed softly, thinking more about it as he began to near the one class he didn't want to go to but had to go to.




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Harmony sighed softly, shaking her head at Mark. She then noticed a few people rising from their seat, obviously class was about to start. She slid her phone from her pocket, checking the time before stuffing it back into her back pocket. "I better get to class Mark, it was nice talking to you. I'll see you in class later, okay?" She told him before getting up, slinging her bag over her shoulder then smiling at Mark a moment before walking away from the table. She thought about which class she had and soon enough she remembered that it was Professor Tanner that she had at the beginning of the day. Sighing softly she began to make her way over there, wondering if she had left anything in her room that she may have needed for the class, though, she doubted it.

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Kara sighed, watching as Alanna rose from her seat and excused herself since she did have class. This was when she remembered that the two didn't have the same period this period, so it was probably a good idea that Kara started to class too. She had no interest in being late to class and getting into trouble because she was busy talking to people. After a while of thinking about which class she had to go to she finally stood up. "I got to get to class too, but I'll see you two around." She announced before making her way over to where she threw away her plate. Once she finished getting rid of her plate she left the dinning hall and slung her bag over her shoulder carelessly. She was now on her way to Professor Heart's class whom of which taught Mathematics, one of the classes that she didn't particularly mind too much.




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Beau finally made it to Professor Tanner's room, and suddenly he wished that he had brought that snowball to throw on the Professor. Too late now though, sighing softly he smirked a little as he walked into the room. "Hey, Hey! Mr. Tanner! Nice to see you this lovely snowy morning right?!" He said to his Professor loudly. He was obviously being both obnoxious and sarcastic on purpose just to get a rise out of the Professor and maybe even a few kids in his class room at the moment. He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "So, want to give us a little preview of what we are going to do today? Or no?" He asked, lowering his voice slightly as he sat right up in the front seat in front of Professor Tanner's desk. He grinned a little while setting his bag on the ground and began to lean way back in his seat.




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Harmony slowly entered the room, gently fixing the book that she was holding in her hand. On the way to Professor Tanner's room she had stopped by her dorm room quickly so that she could get her text book for his class, and now here she was standing in his room and making her way over to a desk that in the middle of the room. She looked at Beau, raising an eyebrow slightly at him as he spoke to Professor Tanner. She had remembered that Beau was a Wood and Professor Tanner was a Metal so obviously they never really got along. It didn't help that Beau was always trying to get Professor Tanner mad or was always trying to annoy him. She bit her lip, opening her book and examining her work silently as she waited for further instructions on what they were going to do today.

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The obnoxious voice of one of Brent's least favourite students broke through his rest.
"Hey, Hey! Mr. Tanner! Nice to see you this lovely snowy morning right?!" Beau's voice was loud and sarcastic, as Brent could only expect from such a student. "So, want to give us a little preview of what we are going to do today? Or no?" The boy continued, taking a seat at the front of the room.

Brent raised his eyebrows, not impressed at all with the young man's attitude. But, he had to admit that Beau had given Brent the perfect opener. With a slight twitch of his hand Brent called on his metal bending and directed his mind at the metal legs of Beau's chair. As Beau smiled smugly at Brent the metal legs of his chair buckled forward.
"Today we're experimenting with the concept of gravity." Brent explained, standing up and wondering around to the front of his desk. He addressed the whole class as most appeared to have arrived and taken seats. One hand removed his sun glasses as he spoke, while the other leaned back over his desk to grab an apple.
"You see gravity is the attraction of two bodies. You and the earth, Mr Miller and the floor. The larger the other body, the larger the gravity force acting on you. " Brent gave his apple a bite and flashed a grin down at Beau,
"I hope you're not going to be spending all day down there Mr Miller, you'll miss out on our class." Sarcasm was evident in his voice.

Sure, using your powers to throw a student off their chair was hardly teacher protocol, but Brent had always believed in the rule 'his classroom, his rules'.
"I want you all to partner up and begin the experiment. By the end of the period I expect all of you to have done the experiment and began the report." Brent Tanner paused, considering when to make the report due. He knew the Winter Feast was on tonight and that most of the students would be drinking at the after party, so there was little chance of anything getting done tonight.
"I expect everyone's reports to be handed in the day after tomorrow. Apart from Mr Miller, your report is due tomorrow." Brent couldn't hide the smirk that flitted across his face. He loved being a teacher.




Lockie Porter


Lockie had obviously surprised the girl. She jumped and exclaimed, 'Crymony!' , a very strange choice of word.
Lockie came closer, standing with his hands resting on his head as Xanthia answered.
"I was drawing the layout for the decorations and everything for the Feast tonight. But then you came along and scared me, successfully ruining my picture," Lockie frowned slightly, craning his head slightly to see where he had accidentally caused her to ruin her picture. He was just about to open his mouth and apologise when Xanthia continued,
"It's alright, though. I wasn't that far along, so I can just copy it onto another piece of paper,"

"Oh, that's a relief." He replied with a smile. He was considering leaving and letting Xanthia continue with her sketching when she scooted over slightly in her seat and patted the spot next to her. Lockie, completely oblivious to Xanthia's flushed cheeks, nodded happily as she offered him the seat which Lockie took. Xanthia offered Lockie some food and Lockie, despite having just eaten, accepted a granola bar with a happy shrug. In Lockie's mind you could never get enough food.
"I thought I was the only one that carried around a personal stash." Lockie remarked through bites of the bar. He pulled out of his own bag a small bag of small sweets and offered the bag to Xanthia, but pulled back when Xanthia began talking about the feast.

"By the way, do you have any ideas for the Feast, at all? I would love for another person's input. Also, what would you think of it being a masquerade feast? That would be fun, no?' Lockie had to smile at Xanthia's enthusiasm, but he merely shrugged at her idea.
"It's never been masquerade before." He told her, "It's probably best to stick to the traditional decorations and stuff. Y'know, ice ribbons, snow and all that kind of stuff."
He felt slightly bad disagreeing with her idea, but he knew the ice students would get angry if someone tried to change the feast.
"But hey, you're going to the after party right?" Lockie asked, his thoughts already jumping ahead to the fun night to come. "I'm determined to get one of the ice students to make a slide out the window this year."
A dream perhaps, but one that Lockie was determined to have realised.

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It didn't take too long for Marion to get to Mr. Tanner's class, however, she did take the time to make a journey out of the average walking through the hallway. After throwing out her devoured blueberry muffin, she made her way past several large glass windows. They let in a clear image of the snowy world outside, something that seemed quaint yet cryptic to the fiery girl. All of a sudden, she stopped. Marion was one for spotting details, and just out of the corner of her eye, she had seen a most vivid sight. Through the crystal-like glass, she could see a statue lying coolly in the winter wonderland that surrounded it. It's grayish-white detail shone brightly through the white snow. The precipitation that had covered the statue's head was now petering off down to the ground, making the statue seem clear and crisp.

Without hesitation, Marion pulled out her ipod and started up a fancy photography app. She snapped a picture, saved it, and added effects to the photo as she leisurely sauntered to her destination. Not only was she a riot, a rebel, and a child in spirit, but she was an artist as well. Not exactly a traditional artist who painted and sketched, but something a little bit different. She wasn't a photographer, but a crafter, a cinematographer, and a musician. Marion's art, whatever form it came in, wasn't complex, but indiscriminate. She did whatever came to her brain. She wasn't a planner or a schemer. Her art was free, much like her personality. At the moment, she had been hastily putting her time into making a birdhouse composed entirely of cardboard. It wouldn't be as good as using actual wood, of course, but it could prove itself to be just as big of a challenge. She needed something to paint on the side, and the photograph she had just taken would serve as her inspiration. Always in the corner of her mind, her daydreams of birds actually entering into her hand-made structure pushed her to keep working on the project.

She tucked her ipod deep into the crevices of her bag. Mr. Tanner was a metal elementalist, and he was particularly known for feeling and publicly revealing objects that were composed of the material. Marion, having a deep respect for the professor, wanted only to impress him, and would do anything it took to follow his command. She had this sort of dedication for only a few teachers in her life. The first being a private tutor who had home-schooled her during her circus days, the second being Mr. Tanner, and the third, Nicholas Youngblood.

She walked into the room, neither being late or early, and took a seat near the front of the class. Marion always loved sitting in the front. To her, it was where the most action happened. She took out a green-colored pen, and started to write the date on the top the paper inside her notebook. Her black notebook had the Batman logo printed over the cover.

Marion jerked up when she heard the sound of scraping metal. Beau Miller was on the floor right next to her desk. Although she had undoubted feelings for the boy, she couldn't help but chuckle a little. The way Mr. Tanner's face looked at Beau with an utmost discrepancy gave her a clue as to what had actually happened. Mr. Tanner's mannerisms were the reason why Marion had taken a liking to Physics. He was what she strived to be. "Dude, you alright?" she silently asked Beau, a little bit too silently to say the least. She would have helped him up, but Mr. Tanner began to speak before she had the chance to even extend her arm.

"Today we're experimenting with the concept of gravity." he said, grabbing his sunglasses that he had been wearing. With a smile, Marion subtly shook her head. Anyone with the courage to wear sunglasses during the winter was a badass in her book.
"You see gravity is the attraction of two bodies. You and the earth, Mr Miller and the floor. The larger the other body, the larger the gravity force acting on you. " He took a bite of his apple that had been sitting on his desk, and continued, "I hope you're not going to be spending all day down there Mr Miller, you'll miss out on our class."
Marion exhaled rather deeply, and stared at Beau out of the corner of her eye until he got up.

"I want you all to partner up and begin the experiment. By the end of the period I expect all of you to have done the experiment and began the report."
A partner project? Marion had no idea. She had always considered experiments a pain in the ass, but having a partner would at least make it more tolerable. The only hard part about a partner project would be picking someone who would be able to get the work done fast while also having a good time doing it...

"I expect everyone's reports to be handed in the day after tomorrow. Apart from Mr Miller, your report is due tomorrow."
The words that Mr. Tanner had nonchalantly said to Beau stabbed Marion like a knife to the heart. She almost choked on the air she had inhaled. She turned her head to Mr. Tanner, then Beau, then to her blank notebook page. Why would Mr. Tanner torture Beau on the day of the Winter Feast? What had Beau done to deserve that kind of punishment? She thought back to a couple of minutes ago. He was talking to Mr. Tanner about something when she had walked in...

Great; whatever he did, he had pissed him off, and now he was going to feel the wrath of Iron Man. (Marion's nickname for the physics professor that she sometimes called him by.) What would he do? What would she do? Most of the kids in the class were older than her by a couple of years. Beau was the only one close to her age. If they joined forces, she'd have to suffer his pain. But then again, did age even matter? She could just go up to someone and ask them to be her partner. It would be a piece of cake and a time-saver for her. But she wanted to help Beau. She was fairly smart enough in physics that she could guide him through his work. She wanted to ask him, but she didn't, but she did.
A scramble of decisions and thoughts swirling around in her head like a cyclone, Marion stared at Beau out of the corner of her eye, then looked down at her notebook, then did it again, and repeated. She'd leave Beau's fate up to his own decision. If he wanted to make life harder for himself, then his own choice would bring about his defeat. Marion sighed. Why was she freaking out over this like it was life or death? He was just some guy...

...No he wasn't. Sitting in her desk while motion surrounded her, she waited until someone would ask her to join them in the experiment. Her actions were completely going against her normal personality, as she was usually the first one to jump up out of her seat during a partner project. She folded her hands, looked down at her notebook, and patiently waited for someone to approach her.

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"Almost.." Anastasia whispered to herself, shading in the underside of a tree in her drawing, the pencil wearing dull in her fingers as she moved it gently across the paper. A male voice spoke up in a slightly sarcastic tone to Mr. Tanner and she looked up to see someone in the front row had been the one to do it. She wasn't sure, but was fairly certain that the two of them loathed each other to some extent, just like she didn't favor the fire students. Speaking of fire.

Ana glanced over briefly at Alanna, who sat a good distance away from her. She had felt her stare earlier when she walked in the room but didn't pay any mind to it. Seeing that she was alone without a partner, she tapped her pencil lightly against the pad on the table but shook her head. No, she would rather not go over there. Besides, were they really needing a second hand in this experiment?

As soon as she thought it though, Mr. Tanner had stood up after bending the legs of the male students' chair -was that Beau? She had seen him around. Ana had to stop herself from laughing at the action, and instead listened to Mr. Tanner explain the lab today. Gravity? How was that needing a partner? All you had to do was drop two objects with different mass and explain why one would fall faster.. Right?

Grabbing one of the lab books to write the lab results in and do the report, she also turned her drawing pad to a blank page. she didn't have anything like bouncy balls to use, so she would have to improvise. Ripping two of the pages out - Ana only crumpled one of them up into a ball, leaving the other flat and smooth. She would work alone on this until told otherwise.

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"I hope you're not going to be spending all day down there Mr. Miller, you'll miss out on our class." Beau let out a long angry breath. He put his head against the edge of his chest, grumbling horrid things about Mr. Tanner under his breath. He inhaled a shaky breath as he tried to contain his anger. His secreted anger issues were coming out right about now and currently he was just trying to contain it. "Dude, you alright?" He had heard the voice of Marion whom of which was sitting near him. He relaxed a bit, inhaling slowly then sighing softly. He lifted his head and looked straight at her. "Yup, I'm fine. No broken bones but I am just a little angry and embaressed." He whispered to her then slowly got up out of his chair and moved to the one directly next to Marion. He fixed his books on his table then slowly leaned back in his chair as he glared at Mr. Tanner while listening to what the Metal teacher had to say.

Sighing softly he ran hand through his hair before folding his arms down on his desk and he shoved his head down onto his arms. This was the usual sleeping position for students, but he had no plans on going to sleep due to the fact that he had no interest in getting in more trouble or to get even more ticked off than he already was. Upon hearing that they were allowed to have partners he instantly thought about having Marion as his partner if she even wanted him as a partner though he understood if she didn't want to be his partner. "I expect everyone's reports to be handed in the day after tomorrow. Apart from Mr Miller, your report is due tomorrow." Mr. Tanner obviously couldn't hide the smirk that flitted across his face. This made Beau absolutely furious. "That is completely unfair!" He sputtered angrily. By this time his head had shot up along with his body. He glared at Mr. Tanner for several moments then shook his head as he bit his cheek form spitting horrible words at him in front of the rest of the students in this classroom. This was stupid, he wasn't about to give Mr. Tanner the satisfaction of him being angry. He nodded over and over again and slowly slid back into his chair. "Okay, fine then. You know what Mr. Tanner I'll get an A on it don't you worry. Who cares if it's due tomorrow? Huh? It's not like I am going to be doing much during the Winter Feast any ways." He growled then smirked right back at him. "Thanks Mr. Tanner you make me such a better man." He said, leaning back in his seat again and tilting his head up to show Mr. Tanner the proud smile on his face.

Be the bigger man, right? You can't let people get in your head like Mr. Tanner always tries to do with Beau. His mama had always told him to be the bigger man when it comes down to it so he was going to be the bigger man. It was fine, missing a Winter Feast wasn't that bad there was probably always going to be another dance or another Feast. Something along those lines. He popped his fingers once as he slowly sat up and took out the stuff he would need for the project and he set his stuff down on his desk. Glancing over at Marion he ignored anything else that Mr. Tanner had to say to him. "Hey, Marion," He said to her in a hushed tone. "Want to work together on this project? I mean I'd understand if you don't, but it was worth asking." He added with a shrug. He smiled at her a little, relaxing much more and now he was becoming his usual self.




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Harmony wasn't even sure what was going on. All she knew was that they were having some kind of feud up in the front of the room and here she was already thinking about the order in which she would do her project. Shifting in her chair she yawned softly, waiting until she saw Beau finally sit down after snapping at Mr. Tanner. Beau was taking this a lot better than he usually did when people weren't around and it was just Beau and Mr. Tanner. She bit her lip gently then started to flip through the Gravity section in her book. She felt her eyes get heavy slightly, so she decided that it would be a good idea if she just rested her head for a little. Placing her elbow down on the desk she left an open palm where she placed her head as she scanned through the Gravity section. Soon enough she felt her eyes get heavy and before she knew it she was drifting off to sleep. Not on purpose but by accident because she hadn't gotten really any sleep last night. It was rare for her ever to fall asleep during class unless something was wrong or she had been unable to get sleep the night before. Usually by now she would be hard at work on her work while up and ready for anything that was possible.

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"Hey, Marion,"

Crap.

"Want to work together on this project? I mean I'd understand if you don't, but it was worth asking."
She swiftly turned her head in his direction and plastered a cheerful smile onto her face.
"Yeah! Of course! Sure! Oh it's fine! It's totally fine!"

It was evident by her first response to Beau that although Marion was happy about her wish being granted, she was nervous as well. Maybe even frightened. Even as a little girl, she would become petty and apprehensive around those she considered to be admirable. She glanced down at her notebook, then Beau, then at her physics textbook. "Alrighty, let's see what we have to do for this experiment..." she said, quickly flipping over the book's contents until she landed on page seventy-four. It contained the instructions for the experiment.

Not wanting to waste any time with Beau around, Marion avoided staring at the pictures, and jumped towards the first step on the page. She read the instructions silently, then spoke out loud to the wood elementalist next to her. "Looks like we have to read part of the chapter first, and then go back and read over what we have to do." Marion hated backtracking, and would normally just skip the first step and cut right to the chase, but she didn't want to look like a slacker in front of Mr. Miller.

Dragging her finger over the words, she tried as hard as she could to get through the section without wasting too much time. As seconds passed, it seemed apparent that her goal wasn't about getting a good grade for herself, but it was about doing Beau a favor. She didn't want him to miss out on the Winter Feast. She refused to let someone she cared about not show up to something she cared about. It was as simple as that. "Okay," she quietly muttered, "So after reading this, I have a pretty good feeling I know what the experiment is going to be..." She flipped through the pages yet again, and then silently slammed her hand onto the book when she had reached the page. "Yup," she said, nodding her head, "Terminal velocity and air resistance."

She quickly read the passage inside her head, her eyes swiftly flickering across the page. She nodded, then got out of her seat, grabbed a tennis ball from one of the bins on the back table near the window, and brought the neon green ball back to her desk, tossing it every time she took a step. She sat back down, and as she opened her notebook, she started to speak again.
"So basically what we're doing is we're taking a tennis ball and a sheet of paper and dropping them at the same time. We see which one hits the ground first, record the data, then crumple the paper and repeat. It's supposed to show you air resistance and velocity and stuff. I did this all the time when I was really little. It's not hard at all."
As she did this, she didn't even give Beau an acknowledging glance. Sometimes, when she fancied someone, she didn't stare directly into their eyes or even at them. It was a quirk that she desperately wanted to get rid of.

Without hesitation, she ripped a piece of lined paper out of her notebook, and then quickly slid it away so that Beau wouldn't catch the Batman symbol on the front. She grabbed the green pen resting on her desk, slid it over her ear, and then held the paper and tennis ball out in front of her physics partner with a smile. "Would you like to do the honor of dropping these fine objects, Beau Miller?"

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Anastasia had been searching through her bag for other random objects to use for the experiment when she heard footsteps stop right at her table. Afraid that it was Mr. Tanner coming up and asking her to partner up with the fire student, she let out a brief sigh of relief when it was just Lil Evans. Ana knew she was from London, that was awesome to her. She was also a nice girl, but they never actually tried to be friends before. Giving a small smile to her, Lil spoke up before she could "Umm, hey" she said to her, giving off the little vibe she was actually nervous. "Is anybody sitting here?"

Anastasia glanced over at the all knowing empty chair beside her, and she looked back at the Lil, shaking her head. "Nope, it's free."

"I mean, would you mind me sitting here, if no one already is?" Lil asked her, and Ana smiled again, shaking her head again.

"You can sit there if you like, I don't mind at all." She responded nicely. Ana looked back at the paper ball on the table then looked at Lil again. "And in case you missed the whole thing Mr. Tanner gave, we are pretty much doing a lab over gravity, he's giving," Anastasia looked up at Beau, the only student who had to turn it in tomorrow, "Most of us, until the day after tomorrow to turn the report in." She shrugged, looking back at the paper ball now. "If you'd like to be partners, that's fine with me, but it's up to you."

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Alanna watched the drama between Mr Tanner and Beau as it unfolded. She felt sorry for Beau, being disliked by Mr Tanner was probably not the easiest thing. Out of all the teachers at the Academy, Mr Tanner was the one most likely to act like a child, or so Alanna thought anyway.

With her head down she began her experiment, working with the boy next to her. Markus, a fire elemental, was a pleasant boy who was also had a temper. While she wasn't good friends with the boy for the experiment he made a fine partner. The experiment itself was pretty simple, testing how gravity affected several objects of different size and density. It would be the report that took up a much longer time. Mr Tanner always expected an in-depth, scientific report complete with introduction, hypothesis etc etc. It would take a good few hours of work for Alanna to get it to a standard that she was happy with. But, as with most school work she did, she would complete it to the best of her ability.

Alanna glanced up to the front of the room where Mr Tanner was seated behind his desk. His glasses had reappeared, no doubt shielding his hungover eyes from the bright classroom lights, and his feet were once again resting on his table. While she didn't need help for the experiment she did have a few questions about the report. With a quiet word to Markus, Alanna stood and made her way up to Mr Tanner. She stood in front of his desk for a moment, waiting for him to notice her. When it became evident that he was either ignoring her or asleep Alanna cleared her throat, hoping to catch his attention. It failed and Alanna became even more convinced that Mr Tanner was in fact asleep. Reaching out a tentative hand she tapped the sole of his shoe, sending a tiny electrical charge from her finger into his shoe. Almost immediately he gave a jolt, waking up with a grunt of surprise.

"Miss Ascot?" He said, still half asleep, "You do know using your powers on a teacher is a punishable offense"
"You were asleep sir and I have questions." Alanna replied.
"Ah, right. Right. Questions. What are they?" Mr Tanner said, running a distracted hand through his hair.
"For the report what method of citation do you want us to use?" Alanna began, "And do you want us to round numbers to three significant figures or two?"
Mr Tanner blinked up at her for a moment, obviously the question took a moment to sink in.
"Use whatever method you want for citation and three significant figures." he finally replied, fighting back a yawn part way through. Alanna nodded, took a mental note and thanked him before returning to her desk.

Brent Tanner


Brent, now awake and feeling like he should at least try to do something, stood up. He stretched first, working the kinks out of his back that his small nap had created. Sleeping in his classroom chair was hardly comfortable.
He began a slow wonder around the classroom, stopping every so often at each table to see how the student's work was going.

"Excellent work Miss Palmer." Brent said, passing Anastasia and Lil. Well, he hoped it was excellent work. He really only glanced at the student's experiments as he passed them. Most students did seem to be able to manage the experiment well enough. It would be the report that tested more than a few of them. Brent liked his student's reports to be comprehensive, concise and well-written. Any grammatical or spelling errors would lower the student's grade. In this age of spell check and computers there was really no excuse.

"Nice to see you in class Miss Crimir" Brent said as he spotted Sable slipping into a seat near the door. Literally slipping.

His walk about done Brent settled back at the head of the classroom and sat down, his eyes glancing every so often to the classroom clock position on the wall.

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Beau organized his stuff while awaiting her response. When she did respond it was a response that kind of surprised him. "Yeah! Of course! Sure! Oh it's fine! It's totally fine!" Nodding in response to that he looked at the paper he had gotten from... him. As Beau didn't not like even thinking the Metal man's name. Smoothly brushing his hand through his hair he finally flipped through the pages in the book, stopping at the page that was needed to complete the project that was presented to him. Running his finger over the words he read it over quickly then sighed softly as it confused him ever so slightly. That slight confusion might as well left him completely baffled because he wasn't sure what to do right about now. "Looks like we have to read part of the chapter first, and then go back and read over what we have to do." She had mentioned which snapped him from his slightly confused state and he looked straight at her, giving her a small charming smile. "Yeah, I knew that. I don't know why but just reading over it confused me a little." He admitted softly, flipping over to a couple different pages before back to the needed page which he read it over once again. Suddenly he understood what he was reading by the Oh, that escaped his lips.

"Okay," she quietly muttered, "So after reading this, I have a pretty good feeling I know what the experiment is going to be..." He watched her hesitantly as she flipped through the pages yet again, and then silently slammed her hand onto the book when she had reached the page. "Yup," she said, nodding her head, "Terminal velocity and air resistance." He nodded, biting the inside of his cheek once before looking down at his book once again. Piece of cake right, He thought, shaking his head once at his thought. "Doesn't sound to hard," He commented, slowly rising from his seat just so he could stand with one foot while his other leg rested on the chair beneath him. Obviously Marion knew what she was doing really more than he actually did. Of course he did his very best not to show that fact because he didn't want to seem at all clueless in front of her. "So basically what we're doing is we're taking a tennis ball and a sheet of paper and dropping them at the same time. We see which one hits the ground first, record the data, then crumple the paper and repeat. It's supposed to show you air resistance and velocity and stuff. I did this all the time when I was really little. It's not hard at all." He had been about to go get the needed equipment but Marion seem to already be a couple steps ahead of him. He chuckled, looking at the items carefully.

He glanced down at his book, his eyes grazing over his eyes for a split second until she spoke once again. "Would you like to do the honor of dropping these fine objects, Beau Miller?" This question made him smile happily as he held out his hands for the objects. "I would love to do the honor. By the way, thanks for working with me." He mentioned with a gentle smile as he carefully took the items from her. Okay he could do this, like she said it wouldn't be hard at all and he knew she was right. He glanced over at the page in his book before holding the items out. Double checking to make sure they were just about at the same height before he let go of them both at the same time and carefully watched as the tennis ball quickly hit the ground and bounced away while the paper kind of just simply floated down to the ground before sliding across the floor. Afterwards he hurried over to them both, taking the paper and the tennis ball into his hands then he walked back over to his desk. "Basically the tennis ball hits the ground faster than the paper reaches the ground due to gravity pulling it to the ground and due to the mass of each item." He pointed out, hoping that sounded even some what right, though, he was pretty sure he was right. "Would you like to do the second part or do would you like me to continue to do the tests?" Questioning this because he just wanted to make sure incase she wanted to do one of these experiments at any point and time. Holding the items out to her he quirked an eyebrow at her as if repeating the question with just an expression on his face.