What The Luck!? Chapter 59
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The trio edged their way to the front and stood before the pile of cotton sheep. Looking up to the top the familial sleeping face of Stanley was peacefully resting. "Stanley! Wake up!" Jane was the first to realize that the only way to solve this problem was to wake him up.
"Stanley!" Asher joined in yelling with Jane and a sight twitch seemed to come over the mountain of sheep.
"SSTTaannnlleeeyyy!!!" Art joined in making the shout even louder and finally affecting the entire mountain of sheep.
"Mmhuuu so...noisy." Stanley rolled over and slid down the mountain of sheep as it started to dissolve in to white smoke.
"Looks like we started him awake." Jane stood with her hands on her hips triumphantly. "I can't understand how his power works or where those sheep come from but there were easily thirty or forty of those things." She started to shake her head at the quickly dissipating pile of sheep.
With students finally able to progress through the gates the rush was on to get to class before the bell rang. The confused and annoyed looks were all directed at Stanly as they passed by. They couldn't believe someone could be so selfish and nap in such a spot. The strange sight of a mountain of sheep would soon be the talk of the school.
Standing up with a little assistance from the last sheep Stanley finally opened his eyes and yawned. "I was having the best dream. I was sleeping on a cotton candy bed in the warm sun." Asher could see the slight bit of drool on his lip causing him to grimace.
"Dude, you're sheep were making a mountain of fluff to block the gate. No one could get in." Art tried to reason with the bed head but unfortunately, it yielded no reaction at all.
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"The sheep do what they think they need to. I can't control them…" this go with the flow attitude seemed to eat at Art just a little. 'He should care...not worth it Art, not worth it.' These thoughts were able to keep him from forcing the subject.
With a little goading from Art the three left Stanley who seemed about to fall asleep again. "Yeaaah let's get to class before there's a repeat showing."
"Yup class!" Jane and Asher agreed. Neither wanted to be responsible for keeping the go with the flow Stanley awake and out of trouble.
"Pretty sure he will just sleep through detention anyways, so we should let it be." Asher's logic seemed sound so no one argued as they set foot in to the classroom. There were piles of the permission slips which the trio placed their signed slips in.
"Asher please come over to my desk please and do not step on the green floor tile." Hearing Mr. Smith's voice Asher walked to the desk and stepped over the green floor tiles all the way there. "You only needed to avoid stepping on the first green tile to avoid it breaking and knocking the permission slips on the floor. It would have made a mess but for some reason you were smiling on the floor." Mr. Smith was shaking his head not understanding the three seconds vision from the future but chose to change it anyways.
"Oh...ummm weird." Asher wasn't sure why he would be happy falling on the ground either but since he didn't fall he was pretty happy Mr. Smith helped him out.
"You are one of the students able to go early to your chosen camp. Instead of leaving Monday morning with the other students you will leave Friday after classes end. So plan accordingly, we will not be stopping at anyone's homes to pick up last minute necessities."
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"Understood. I will bring a bag of extra clothing with me and be ready to go." With his understanding shown Asher was sent to his seat. When he sat down the bell rang perfectly on cue for the class to start. Unsurprisingly Louis was nowhere to be seen. However there was a little bit of chaos in the hallways as a rush of late students were running through the hallways. The apologies of students could be heard all down the hallways.
The suffering through the brutality of academics was mind numbing as always but lunch eventually rolled around allowing some much needed freedom. "I swear math class was ten times harder today than it was last week."
"Art, that's because you barely paid attention last week and now you have to catch up." Jane was tired of watching Art fool around and practice his super power instead of take notes when she would look over at his desk.
""You know she's right, you will eventually end up having to stay after school for tutoring." The shock from hearing Asher's words seemed to vibrate through Art as he sat at the lunch table.
"How could you wish something so terrible on me? I thought we were best friends?" The fake crying from Art made Asher take a swing at his arm which was skillfully dodged.
"Today sucks." Sammy sat down slamming her lunch tray on the table.
"See, Sammy thinks that math class was harder too. Why else would she think today sucks? Hmm? Hmmmmm?" Art felt he had a supporter on his side finally.
"What? Why math? I don't even need to study for such an easy subject. The answers are practically given to us." Sammy still looked irritated but Art was able to throw her off in a tangent to distract her for a moment.
While Art fell in to his own pouting while eating his peanut butter sandwich, Asher looked at Sammy wondering what was wrong. She knew that she needed to explain and didn't wait for someone to ask.
"Louis ditched me to follow that stupid Erin Heart girl. He said that she might need his help and he just haaad to repay the favor to her. I don't even know what he is talking about, she literally just handed him a sheet of paper. There's nothing to repay. Sammy huffed and rolled her eyes while telling this little story.
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