we are diffrent RPG.

I was handed a weird orange papar, and was told to go to the auditorium.

I sat as far away from the front as possible, I didn't want the temptation to go insane again...

I sat in the front by ((melody))

Either I was getting bored to quickly or time was running slow, but I found myself almost sleeping.

(I think her names Jenni)
The kid who played kickball at recess w me sat next to me, "Youre here too!?"

"When is this gonna start?" I muttered.

Just then, a really cool-looking adult wlked onto the stage "Good afternoon, my name if Profesor Guackamloe"

"amd I am going to tell you a bunch of things you already know" I mutterd.

I snickered at the professer's name, I tried biting my tongue.
Don't get any insane ideas, don't get any insane ideas I thought to myself.

I waited for the professer to start going on some lecture about stuff I already knew.

I raised my hand.
"yes," he said.
"how did you get your name?" i asked him

"wow, one thing we don't know. new record" I mutterd.

the professor smiled, he obviously wasn't annoyed with random questions. "i got my name because my father's ast name was Gamol and my mothers was Gwaka, they combined their last names to give me mine." we all laughed and i heard somebody shout "Is you'r wife Mrs. Chips?" we all laughed and the professor smiled at us, obviously understandin our type of humor,
"On topic," he began "You are here because you are academically talented in extreme, you are tired of being bored in class. You are all very bright, but have no clue on how to deal with it. I am the Principal of Jones' Advanced Children Education Academy. We have a curriculm different for every student. Each class you go to is based off your grade level and intelligence. We come here to invite you to come to our school"

"So I'm wasting some of my time, just to here this offer?" I muttered, "Yay." I got up to walk away from being even more bored.

"Why is it Jones'" i said probobally getting annoying.

the man proceeded to ask us questions that, surprisedly, nobody knew the awsers to

I wrote the answers of the questions on paper. I needed to know these.

I was almost out of the guy's sight when he said, "Excuse me, uhm, young lady in the back." I turned on my heels and looked at him.
"What. Sir?" I asked.
"Please, take a seat until this is over." I groaned and walked back to my seat.

"Where did you learn this stuff," i asked him

"why its part of the basic curricul;um,"

I plugged my ears, so much stuff I didn't want to hear!! I rose my hand.
"Yes, Armadour?" The professer asked.
"First, this is boring, second, can I abandon this?" Everyone started laughing hard.

The professor thought for a moment, then asked a question "What intrests, you,?" the shouter awnesered grudgingly and then Prof Guakamole turned on an overhead projector and there was a short film talking about the student's specific intrest. it was probably at a gratuate level, but i had a feeling that most were able to understand the new lessson. everyboyd looked excitedly around, and he spoke again
"Our curriculum is, as i said before, designed specifcally for each student. You study all the needed core classes, but they are in specific relation to your intrasts, for example, if you wanted to be an astronaut, your english class would be be on writing simply and speaking more clearly, science would contatin astronomy and physics, history would be on space exploration and so on"

"Yay." I muttered. "Just throw me into the military and let me commit suicide."

i stood up on my chair "you're not bing a very happy person" i shouted and then jumped back into my seat

"Well, I did that insane move today just so I could get supended!!! And now this Dr. Food guy won't let me leave!" I shouted back.