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As Peter looked at Mr. Thompson he began by reciting the pledge of allegiance to the rest of the class while they did it alongside him. It was the fairly typical standard though most of the schools he went to. And from what he heard public schools also did this. However for some reason or another these 'pledges' were a hot topic by religious and statesmen who found it a flaw in the 'separation of church and state'. Whatever that meant Peter really didn't care. It was such a trivial thing in the grand scheme of things. He heard his parents complain about the nation's debt at times. Wouldn't debating on how to solve THAT be more important that some silly pledge of allegiance thing including the word 'god' in it be more important to deal with?
Mr. Thompson then turned on the tv on the corner of the room and in the picture was the school's student council president Royce Harper who recited the daily announcements. According to him there was a strange flu going around that caused some nausea so kids should wash their hands often and if feeling unwell to go to the nurse's office by the library. Strange thing was is that no one knew what was causing it however it seems all effects were just nuisances more than anything. The announcements went by and nothing of real interest was put on aside from club listings and how to sign up for them along with the welcoming of new faculty to the staff board. Eventually after about ten minutes the bell rang and students were off to their classes wherever they may be at.
Short timeskip...to fourth period
It was lunch time! Finally! Gym class had been a lot harder than Peter had cared to admit mostly due to the fact he hadn't worked out or trained himself physically all to much over the summer. He had of course trained in his self defense courses his mom had him take but other than that there wasn't much running. Kind of sad when he thought about it. In gym he could barely climb the rope and he got tired after four pull ups on a bar. He really needed to work out more. "And here I am monologueing to myself internally...I need friends." Peter grumbled as he bit into a freshly peeled apple. He had ended up sitting by himself as most of the other tables were full. Not that he mind sitting alone it just annoyed him. He always liked hearing what the others had to say about their lives. It was something different from the sheltered life he lived. New York was a great place but it had different parts and many diverse cultures. Peter could only hope that he met someone or something different from him. Wait something? What the heck did that even mean?
Mr. Thompson then turned on the tv on the corner of the room and in the picture was the school's student council president Royce Harper who recited the daily announcements. According to him there was a strange flu going around that caused some nausea so kids should wash their hands often and if feeling unwell to go to the nurse's office by the library. Strange thing was is that no one knew what was causing it however it seems all effects were just nuisances more than anything. The announcements went by and nothing of real interest was put on aside from club listings and how to sign up for them along with the welcoming of new faculty to the staff board. Eventually after about ten minutes the bell rang and students were off to their classes wherever they may be at.
Short timeskip...to fourth period
It was lunch time! Finally! Gym class had been a lot harder than Peter had cared to admit mostly due to the fact he hadn't worked out or trained himself physically all to much over the summer. He had of course trained in his self defense courses his mom had him take but other than that there wasn't much running. Kind of sad when he thought about it. In gym he could barely climb the rope and he got tired after four pull ups on a bar. He really needed to work out more. "And here I am monologueing to myself internally...I need friends." Peter grumbled as he bit into a freshly peeled apple. He had ended up sitting by himself as most of the other tables were full. Not that he mind sitting alone it just annoyed him. He always liked hearing what the others had to say about their lives. It was something different from the sheltered life he lived. New York was a great place but it had different parts and many diverse cultures. Peter could only hope that he met someone or something different from him. Wait something? What the heck did that even mean?