Chapter 9 Music Theory Class

Marconi found quite a few starred teachers in the music sections, however because it was music theory many were extremely crowded, so he just entered any classroom he could.

Eventually he got one, there were a surprising amount of people in this classroom. Even Edgar was here he joined up with his friends that hung out.

"Hey Edgar", Marconi greeted him.

"Hi Marconi", Edgar turned towards his friends.

"Preston, Tobias, this is Marconi. Marconi, this is Preston and Tobias".

The special thing about Preston was his flaming red hair, it contrasted quite well with his blue eyes. He looked Irish and then proceeded to greet him. He had a slight Irish accent, but he gave a firm handshake.

Tobias on the other hand was wearing glasses, you could tell he's the brains of the group, silver framed, neat and polished sweater with a t-shirt. He had his hair parted to the right and he spoke quite softly, however he has a strong and clear voice that made him heard regardless of the volume.

Finally looking at the group, Edgar seemed to be the charismatic leader. Marconi joined in their discussion about the first day of classes.

Finally, class started. A chubby man with a nice beard and beret. His name was Kevin Hall and he was originally from Oxford Preparatory Academy he said he stood out and he came the the Opportunity Academy of Everything. He briefly gave a quick overview of what they would be doing, history, emotion, expression, critic, and basic composition.

Meanwhile in the back of class the boys were planning on meeting up during lunch. They all pulled out basic maps and pointing to potential areas. Keep in mind next block was lunch and they wanted a good spot. They would get lunch and meet up at the handball wall. It seems all of Edgar's friends were decent ballers and really enjoyed it.

They kinda tuned Mr. Hall out, but it was lunch and half the kids were getting hungry. Edgar assured them school lunches weren't that bad, sometimes they were to die for. They had to keep an eye out for Pizza Fridays, random dessert days (usually during holidays), and the occasional fancy named dishes and pasta.

However there were some landmines like the egg fu yung spaghetti carbonara, the calzone, the meatloaf, and chocolate cake. The carbonara was an unholy mix of chinese and italian noodles because both countries invented noodles, they thought it would be a good idea to combine it. The calzone sounds good, but there were vegetables like bell pepper, mushrooms, and broccoli, which just ruined it. The meatloaf had something called mystery meat and no self respecting kid was touching that.

The chocolate cake confused Marconi, however Edgar cleared it up saying

"They tell you its chocolate and they're not lying, however it tastes funny because they inserted carrot in the cake. It's chocolate carrot cake and the poor kids don't know any better. It keeps us healthy though. I really dislike carrots. It's a secret few know, I think the teacher's pets, the authorized whom I'm not supposed to talk about, some science nerds, and us know. The long line for 'chocolate cake' still shows how many still don't know. Also don't piss off Tobias, he's chill until he's not."

Preston chimed in "yeah the dude gets ballistic if you do three things, insult his family, insult his science, and touch his food. You can hate his sports team, beat him at handball and win a bet, but when he's angry, he's scary. He's pretty tolerant, but when got bullied in elementary school he got hairspray banned in his last school. It was pretty hardcore, its also the reason we befriended him".

Tobias in a chill fashion defended himself "hey, I'm not that bad. Plus I was the one who discovered the carrot cake in the first place. I also saved your buts a few times on your science projects. It wasn't just me who got in trouble, you guys were the masterminds and accomplices. I just got the materials and assembled them for you."

Marconi was in awe "you guys are so tight-knit. I lived in mostly snowy areas and I moved here. I'm more of a tech guy, so if your iphone or computer gets really weird error messages just call me. I have extraordinary bad luck with technology and error messages. Hardware, software, 404, 403, System32, GPS, graphics chips I've seen them all. Trust me I've restored my fair share of grandparents and parents ipads and car navigation. Asians are incompetent at technology, especially at my house."

[Author's note: my asian family sucks at tech and the tech problem actually applies to me in real life. Software doesn't download correctly, Bios is incorrectly installed, computer chips don't work, graphics cards, sound. Ipad, iphone crashes. You become more adept at it the more errors you encounter]

Preston groaned, "I'm worried about middle school. Edgar tore through elementary school with Tobias and I got into so much trouble my first year in 5th grade. I met up with them just last year and I'm already on the watchlist.

Sigh.

Now we have you, I'm worried for the Opportunity Academy of Everything plus Edgar's dad is head of security. I envy you guys, you don't have to do physical work. I'm a gymnast and athlete flexible and decently fast. I had to shimmy through air vents, run through the sewers, and get their homework they finished but left at home. I always feel like a gopher. Anyway welcome to the group,

I hope your parents are comfortable with visiting the principal's office because they'll learn to get comfortable with him reaaal soon."

There are 2 minutes left and all the students eyed have properly tuned out Mr. Hall and are staring at the clock as the seconds tick by.

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Beep. Lunch time