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2000 IQ Killjoy Detective
Cyrus Cooper
Arriving at the door of Spiritualism, Cyrus made sure to peak his head in just enough to see if the teacher was already in the classroom. Noticing the ever-meditating Kendall just where he had expected, the blond backed away from the door and started walking towards one of the exits of the school. Now that he knew there wasn't any chance of accidentally bumping into the teacher on his way out, there was nothing stopping him from skipping and taking some time to relax on his own. It's not that he didn't like Kendal or the class. In fact, Spiritualism was probably one of the best chances he had at unlocking the secrets to his power that he just couldn't figure out himself. However, the first day wouldn't help with that at all, and if he knew Kendall well enough, they'd just be doing some deep breathing exercises or something like that.
Finding a tree outside that was far away from any windows of the Academy as to avoid any tattle tales ratting him out was the very first thing Cyrus did when he managed to make his way outside without being noticed by any staff. Getting in trouble was no problem for Cyrus, as he fully expected to for skipping class in the first place, that is, unless luck was on his side and his hippie of a teacher just assumed he had arrived and marked him present. In fact, a part of him liked the scolding he'd get from the headmistress the most. No, the reason Cyrus tried to minimize his chances of getting caught was because it was more fun that way. He took a long stretch as he sat down at the trunk of the tall and sturdy plant and glanced at his watch. "Well, time to get to meditating." He said to himself sarcastically, placing his hands behind his head and closing his eyes as he began to drift off into sleep.
The loud ringing of the school bells signifying the start of the next class awoke Cyrus from his slumber, eliciting a slow and almost uncaring response as he rose and dusted himself of the dirt that clung to his clothes. He hadn't expected to actually fall asleep and thus be late for his next class, but just like before, he didn't exactly worry too much. However, as he remembered what class he was late for a small chuckle escaped his lips. Oh boy, this should be fun. At least I hope it is. Shaking his head and grinning as he made his way to self protection, one could almost see the wheels turning as Cyrus began to think about how he should excuse his tardiness? Should he tell the truth, or come up with some excuse? Eh, 'll just wing it, see how things go from there.
After a while of walking, he finally arrived at the door of the classroom, now late by quite a bit of time. Tapping the tip of his index finger against his forehead as he pondered his words, Cyrus casually flung open the door and walked into the classroom as if he was exactly on time. "Hey Alis," he began casually, running a hand through his blond hair. "No need to worry, your favourite student has arrived. Ended up getting too caught up in meditating and spent longer than I expected in a zen state, but hey, I like to call it being fashionably late. Besides, I made sure to rush over here as soon as I could. Wouldn't want to miss this class and your extremely captivating beauty." He was feeling that this year had been going way too smoothly for a Cyrus year. He'd usually have gotten at least two detentions by now, so this was a chance to rectify his poor play as of late. Grabbing the nearest open seat to the door, Cyrus slung both his arms over the back of the seat. "So, what'd I miss?"
@Queen Rai
(Aint the best, but at least I finally got something up after so long)