THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY

(A man with a goatee and a long hair in a brown suit walks round a class giving a lecture to about 20 students all seated)

Sir Alex: And, all of that, falls under that. (points to the board that writes "waves")

(A thin hairy hand from the back immediately goes up)

Sir Alex: yes Adam, you have me

(A thin kid gets up at the back)

Adam: so sir your saying, all you mentioned is under that? (points at the board that hat writes waves)

Sir Alex: under what adam, what is that?

Adam: em, its...(thinks on that)

Sir Alex: damn it adam. that on the board is waves, I've been on this for almost an hour now, how could you not know that?!

(Adam sits down slowly in shame)

Sir Alex: they are all examples of waves, the light waves, sound waves...(sighs and turns back to walk away)

("I guess sex waves could be among anyway" is spoken in a low tune at the back, the class bursts into laughter. sir alex looks back at the class, Timon immediately opens the door, all attention is shifted to him)

Voice of protagonist: finally, I was here, but I had that butterfly feeling in my belly, am screwed, that is what comes into mind whenever I had them

(Timon cautiously walks in, sir alex walks to him and growls)

Voice of protagonist: Sir-Alex-Ferguson, oh I know what must be running through your mind, the Sir Alex Ferguson, the greatest Manchester united coach. but not that Sir Alex Ferguson. Sir Alex Ferguson is our physics teacher, he's good at physics terms, but not really good with words when he's pissed.

Timon: good morning...sir (says in pressure)

Sir Alex: good morning? my morning was going good until you fucked it up

Voice of protagonist: see what I mean?

Sir Alex: do you know how much energy this drains from me, mr dikrol?

Voice of protagonist: I didn't say a word, one word from me, you would see this last more longer than it should.

(Timon is mute, looking down)

Sir Alex: do you have any idea of how many assholes that teach in this school?

(Timon shakes his head)

Sir Alex: lots of them, a lot!

(chuckles are quickly made by some students, sir alex on hearing it points at the students)

Sir Alex: am not one of them!

Voice of protagonist: oh my God, the laughter was knocking so loud trynna come out I was holding it locked in.

Sir Alex: (looks at timon) mr dikrol!

Timon: I em...I wasn't feeling so good this morning

("what dikrol, you've got worms crawling out your dickhole" was again said by someone behind, the class again bursts into laughter, sir alex sighs in distress and looks towards the class, then back at timon)

Sir Alex: fuck (whispers to himself) go sit down mr dikrol

(Timon walks to his desk and sits)