idris; thursday ft
There seemed to be a thick layer of excitement in the air today. When Flick found his way into the classroom, trailed by George and Simon, he found that both the dregs and the Shadowhunter Shitface Club were all there. They'd heard a rumor that an experienced Shadowhunter was going to be giving a guest lecture today so the instructors had shoved everyone in one room to make sure they all got to bask in their superior knowledge.
Flick dropped into his seat. George and Simon took desks next to him. Beatriz, who'd actually joined the boys for dinner last night, sat on Flick's other side and smiled prettily at him. He smiled back and she took that as encouragement to lean in and start a quiet conversation with him.
Flick obliged her in an attempt to be civil but was cut off by Dean Penhallow, who'd already launched into her introduction.
"-despite her tender years, a Shadowhunter of some renown and noted expertise with less used weapons such as the whip. May I welcome to Shadowhunter Academy our first guest lecturer: Isabelle Lightwood!"
That brought Flick up short and he turned his attention away from Beatriz and to the front of the room because what the hell, this was a complete and utter surprise. He tried not to smile and even directed his eyes down at his desk.
If she was going to lecture, he didn't want to distract her and, in turn, be distracted.
Oh, if he only knew.
[NFB but open for said guest lecturer. Taken and adapted from Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy]
Flick dropped into his seat. George and Simon took desks next to him. Beatriz, who'd actually joined the boys for dinner last night, sat on Flick's other side and smiled prettily at him. He smiled back and she took that as encouragement to lean in and start a quiet conversation with him.
Flick obliged her in an attempt to be civil but was cut off by Dean Penhallow, who'd already launched into her introduction.
"-despite her tender years, a Shadowhunter of some renown and noted expertise with less used weapons such as the whip. May I welcome to Shadowhunter Academy our first guest lecturer: Isabelle Lightwood!"
That brought Flick up short and he turned his attention away from Beatriz and to the front of the room because what the hell, this was a complete and utter surprise. He tried not to smile and even directed his eyes down at his desk.
If she was going to lecture, he didn't want to distract her and, in turn, be distracted.
Oh, if he only knew.
[NFB but open for said guest lecturer. Taken and adapted from Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy]