The Ring of Time
"SILENCE!" you shout while simultaneously standing abruptly from your seat, which naturally causes the focus of the class to turn to you. You wave your hand in the direction of the offending guy and stop time. You then move to the front of the class to retrieve something of weight from the teacher's desk. AH! A paperweight! "Perfect," you think.
Looking back to where you were, you see a transparent figure of yourself, risen from your desk. Apparently, some sort of cosmic "marker" to let yourself know where you had last been so as not to throw anyone off. It's amazing that you hadn't noticed it before.
You make your way to the annoying young guy, frozen in a half-laugh, and have to climb over a few of his friends to get there. Once there, you place the paperweight about a foot over his head in midair - just enough to whack him really well, but not enough to kill him or seriously injure him. You remove your hand and the weight sticks in the air like a banana in a Jell-O salad. Calmly removing to your former place you were standing, you start time again and the weight falls to whack him on the head. With an evil grin, you retake your seat and freeze time again long enough to remove the paperweight back to the teacher's desk, adding to the mystic quality of the attack. A silent awe passes over the room that even subdues the teacher, some not believing what had just occurred, others not quick enough to NOTICE what just occurred, but observing how freaked out the other students were, became silent as well. An uneasy silence pervades the room as you turn your head from your would-be verbal assailant to your teacher.
"Well, um..." she begins, but is cut short by the bell to signal the changing of classes. You get your bookbag and calmly rise and leave the room first, well ahead of any of the other stunned students. Perhaps school-wide fear of you wasn't what you were going for, but you may be off to a good start.
You take a look at your schedule and see what your first period is going to be. Hmmm, English...
"This could be fun after all," you think.
Looking back to where you were, you see a transparent figure of yourself, risen from your desk. Apparently, some sort of cosmic "marker" to let yourself know where you had last been so as not to throw anyone off. It's amazing that you hadn't noticed it before.
You make your way to the annoying young guy, frozen in a half-laugh, and have to climb over a few of his friends to get there. Once there, you place the paperweight about a foot over his head in midair - just enough to whack him really well, but not enough to kill him or seriously injure him. You remove your hand and the weight sticks in the air like a banana in a Jell-O salad. Calmly removing to your former place you were standing, you start time again and the weight falls to whack him on the head. With an evil grin, you retake your seat and freeze time again long enough to remove the paperweight back to the teacher's desk, adding to the mystic quality of the attack. A silent awe passes over the room that even subdues the teacher, some not believing what had just occurred, others not quick enough to NOTICE what just occurred, but observing how freaked out the other students were, became silent as well. An uneasy silence pervades the room as you turn your head from your would-be verbal assailant to your teacher.
"Well, um..." she begins, but is cut short by the bell to signal the changing of classes. You get your bookbag and calmly rise and leave the room first, well ahead of any of the other stunned students. Perhaps school-wide fear of you wasn't what you were going for, but you may be off to a good start.
You take a look at your schedule and see what your first period is going to be. Hmmm, English...
"This could be fun after all," you think.