Dorm Life || AU Bennfrost
"Everyone, take out your notes from last week." A balding professor announced with his eyes deep within his lesson plans for this weeks Biology class. The room was bombarded with students rummaging through their bags, their folders or their books mostly riddled with crumpled papers. At least...most of them were. With the professor already beginning to write the lesson topics on the dry erase board, one student with head held up by his propped palm in particular decided making his white eraser do back flips more necessary than whatever nonsense he'd have to write in a notebook he didn't have. His rich brown eyes followed the dancing eraser with dull boredom plastered across his momentarily disfigured face. The sound of the marker beating against the board as the professor began to speech up a storm were drowned away beneath his wandering train of thoughts. Simple ones such as what he was going to do for dinner tonight, or if he was going to make plans to go to the movies, or better yet just up straight up ditch this class to hang outside on this awesome summer morning. The train stopped there. A blueprint to a get-out-free card split his eyes wide open. He knew he couldn't get up an go...at least not without a little help from the professor. Glancing up to the teacher with mischief sprouting from his arched brow, the teen slid back in his chair into the typical texting position he knew teachers had a hawk eye's for. Very carefully slipping his fingers through his jean pocket, there came a phone as his lure. Smirking as the notification of seeing others already begin to react to his notion, the teen began to pretend as though he were gaming or messaging someone with eyes down to the blank screen. With the professor turning away from the board in order to address his students, his lecture abruptly ceased with his disgruntled eyes stabbing deep into the top of the teen's brown, tasseled haired head. "My lecture boring you Mr.Overland?" Got em'. Now Jack only needed to execute the typical response a guilty student infamously played. "Uh no sir," pursing his lips with the farce of regret raising his brows,"I was just uh-" "Mr.Overland we both know what you were doing. Get out of my class." Bingo. Scoring a touchdown through the bite of his lip and squeeze of a quiet fisted cheer, Jack made it quick to get up with his bag swiping over his shoulder in one motion. His freedom laced a winner's smile pinching his cheek.
