Wait for transfiguration class
From Create Your Own Story
You wait in the hall, minding your own business until it's time to head back to classes.
Too soon you reach the heavy oaken door of your classroom.
Tyler is already inside waiting for you, her voice carrying over the din of conversations, her eager hand waving you to the seat next to her. Her rose-scented perfume wafts around you as you make idle small talk about your shared dream walking homework. The minutes tick by, and you crane your neck searching for any sign of Alex's tousled brown hair in the bustling room. The teacher has just opened her mouth to speak when-
Suddenly the door crashes open and Alex stumbles through, clothes askew and panting heavily. He collapses into the chair on your other side, chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath.
"Well good morning, sunshine," you quip, taking in his disheveled appearance with amusement. "Long night?"
Alex shoots you a crooked grin, eyes glinting mischievously. "Johnson had a list this time, practically gave me a belting for breathing wrong in his presence"
You roll your eyes in response. "I swear Alex you need to report him or something for bullying at this rate, he has it out for you and everyone knows it."
"Why, so you can watch me making enemies with the staff, I don't think so you cruel, cruel witch"
Tyler giggles at your bickering, green eyes dancing with humor. Alex shakes his head in mock exasperation, sandy hair flopping over his eyes. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and you couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, class," the teacher called out, her voice booming in the room. "I need a volunteer for our first demonstration." Tyler's eyes lit up, and seeing an opportunity to rib Alex in his tired state (and keep him paying attention, you could already see him resting his eyes for a quick nap), she nudged your ribs and encouraged you to do the same to Alex.
"Go on," you muttered, giving Alex a gentle poke as Tyler had requested.
"Me?" he asked, eyes blinking back open in slow motion, the lazy grin on his face only growing. Tyler nodded silently, her eyes giddy with anticipation. With a teasing sigh, Alex raised his hand, and pushed himself out of his chair to be the volunteer Madam had asked for.
"Very well," the teacher said, beckoning him forward. "Come up here, Alex."
