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“A LESSON in taking one’s OWN advice is paramount here––”
A GRUNT escapes him, BAG slung over his shoulder as he’s about ready to walk out when the PROFESSOR exchanges a leer with him, LEANING over and muttering something under his breath.
‘Need I remind you that your SCHOLARSHIP rests in the hands of the BOARD, the likes of which I am on, it would be a shame for your defiance to cost you your ride to this prestigious academy’
THE BITING stare Karter offers in response is one that nearly makes the GRINDING of his teeth AUDIBLE when FINGERNAILS seem to pierce the skin of his palm, A HEAVY sigh escaping his nostrils as he watches the professor’s BONY finger aim directly at that ‘STARK’ fellow. THE NAME’S familiar but he hardly cares about the TITLE of the wealthy. HE HAD better things to do than spend his days FAWNING over people with money as though they were celebrities.
A RISE to his feet and a few steps before he’s PERCHED next to his ‘lab partner’ now, bag dropped in the bag as he GRUNTS quietly, DISPLEASURE evident on his face but NOT at his LAB PARTNER but instead the PROFESSOR who seems to be ACTING like Karter is his PROPERTY by proxy.
“It’s called DRAMATIC Irony, though POORLY done if you ask me considering the ‘big reveal’ was as PREDICTABLE as the statement that followed it.”
HE prided himself on his studious nature, but it seemed that meant LITTLE in the world of high society, HIS ARMS crossing over his chest as he PUFFS quietly to himself JAW taut as he NEARLY burns a HOLE through the professor.
“Όλοι οι κακοί έχουν τη μέρα τους στον ήλιο πριν όλα καταρρεύσουν, απλά περίμενε μπάσταρδε.“
THE GREEK slips from his lips ever so softly, the shift from ANGER to a mixture of EXHAUSTION is evident when he sighs QUIETLY, choosing instead to stay silent for the sake of his own sanity.
THE WOLF WASN’T SUPPOSED TO HEAR THE MUMBLED WORDS. and while sure he had a secret to keep, something about the tone in which the professor used, had him clenching his jaw ; trying desperately to keep his mouth shut. a feat that was certainly not EASY by the strain of muscles ( and it would be a fight that he would lose ).
❛ ─ wow. i don’t know what’s more pathetic. the fact that you think your position here is, set in stone, or the fact that you just PASSIVELY threatened one of your students to bend to your will. ❜ he states, before watching the entire class turn to look at him in shock.
he didn’t know, or really care, about the guy sitting next to him ( aside from the bitterness and undeserving anger thus far ). but he did know that this professor clearing had a GOD COMPLEX and for that reason alone. he spoke up about it. ❛ you’re right though. this display of yours has CERTAINLY shown me how to co-exist with my peers. thank you, sir. ❜ and with that, he falls silent, with a click of his pen while the rest of the class looks over at the professor who had, by all standards, been put firmly back into his place.
logan would have to make mental note, the next time he was near the administration building, to bring up his concerns ; lest his mouth be the downfall of his lab partner. he shouldn’t SUFFER because of it, however, he didn’t particularly TRUST that an attempt wouldn’t be made. with a dismissive wave of his hand, towards the front of the class, he raises his brows ; almost like a challenge. ❛ ─ carry on. we’re not here to watch you thrust your weight around, so let’s get to the point… ❜
IT’S CLEAR, THE ENTIRE CLASS IS HOLDING BACK A LAUGH. not only did the bully professor just bite off more than he could chew, but no one within the administration would entertain the idea of causing tony stark’s son to go to another establishment, that would just look bad. and would count as a loss for their prestigious college.