Yada Yada Yada.

*"So, under NaOH, Mn2+ will turn..."

Yada Yada Yada.

Screw chemistry, Falcon thought.

It seems like that's the general idea in the entire Auditorium. His classmates on his right as busy racing each other on their sleek PSPs,voicing their comments loudly and excitedly. To his left was another classmate, his head lying on the mini table designed just to counter such actions. Obviously, the designers have failed miserablely, as a puddle of drool was slowly forming on the table, soft snores audiable to only people near him, namely Falcon.

"Ah well." Falcon sighed, as he cone again tried to focus on the droning lecturer, going on about some transition metals or something of the sort. His voice could have placed a hyperactive kitten to sleep in mere seconds.

But of course, no one simply sleeps. It's a general waste of time.

Hence, to clear their conscience, they did everything they could to stay awake.

Which sadly includes making some sort of noise from an area in the face which has skin that is able to part, hence producing some sort of noise, otherwise known as the "mouth" to the humans.

Loudly.

Within seconds of concentrating a little too hard on the lecture, Falcon feel that his eyelids slowly closing down, as if they have lost the ability to resist gravity. Trying his best, Falcon leaned forward, hoping that his eyelids would not cover his eyeballs at least for a moment longer.

It didn't work. With a resigned sigh, he surrendered to the will of his eyelids, leaning backwards, allowing darkness to engulf him.

....

A beautiful paradise. Just her..the girl he loves, and him. Nothing else. Falcon smiled as she slowly glided towards him, wearing nothing, but a tw-...

"Hahahhaahhahahaha"

A giggle woke Falcon from his dream. Glaring angrily at his back, he saw that the demons which have rudely removed him from his dreams were two girls, giggling over something possibily their minds could not understand.

The same two damn girls which happen to sit behind him at ALMOST every chemistry and Maths lecture.

The same two bitches which are unable to stop talking, giggling or whatever.

Falcon resisted once again to turn around and yelling "SHUT THE **** UP."

Perhaps one day, when he can't take it anymore, he might just to that. Hell with the lecturers, or anyone who might be offended. He has withstood this bitches for a long time. Them and their boyfriend of sorts, who happen to have their high-pitched tone. For some reason, the girls laugh at anything he says.

Beside him, Falcon could hear his classmate saying "Funny...." in chinese, a language which they probably won't understand.

Perhaps one day....

The lecture was finally ending, as Falcon's watch read 9:08. Suddenly, some guy in front got pissed off with his classmate's exited sounds, and turned around, asking him to shut up. Even after the reply, the guy continued to stare for no reason. Perhaps he wanted a fight? Sadly, that acting-gangster/machoman did not. Falcon was disappointed. It definately would kick start his day. He was itching for some action since the entire morning, yet he didn't get any.

If that guy even lay a finger on his friend, it would be interesting, because Falcon would offer his lawyer services, able to sue that guy to heaven, hell and back. After all, they are in school.

Too bad that guy chickened out.

"I guess I have to look elsewhere then.." Falcon sighed.

This is going to be an EXCELLENT week....*