Series One, Episode One, Scene Six
Allanah and Suzanne both took a seat, and glanced at each other, both wondering what he had planned. The large clock in the corner ticked away the minutes, while the scratch of Professor Dayton’s stylus on the screen of his tablet went on.
The sound of it made Allanah shudder. She could practically feel the sound, and had to take a few deep breaths, as a wave of nausea washed over her. This was why she chose not to use a stylus with her own devices. Her friends found it amusing, but just accepted it as some strange quirk.
The Professors, and her parents, not so much, instead, choosing to believe that she was just being ‘fussy’ and ‘difficult’, though she had tried on numerous occasions to explain it to them. Suzanne gave her a sympathetic look. While she didn’t understand it, she had seen the reaction her friend had to this particular stimuli on many occasions, and knew that this must be torture for her.
After what felt like forever, Professor Dayton looked up, and Allanah was surprised to see that he was smiling at them.
“Well, young ladies.” He looked at them as if expecting some kind of response. They cast sideways glances at each other.
Professor Dayton, apparently unaware of this, continued, “While I know that sometimes the emotions of people your age can become out of control, I really must press upon you the importance of decorum at The Academy. We take great pride in the discipline and academic progress of our students, and it reflects badly upon the staff here when behaviour such as yours is displayed.” He looked at them almost pleadingly.
A small smile played at the corners of Allanah’s lips. While none of the students knew for sure, it was widely suspected that the teachers themselves were punished by The Corporation if the students were to fall below the standard.
Suzanne forced her face straight, as she looked at Professor Dayton, and made her eyes wide, “I’m really sorry, Professor. I seriously don’t know what came over me. It won’t happen again.”
Allanah nodded, trying to ignore the painful twinge that emanated from her neck at the lie.
