The Olympian Games 2: Class Dismissed

The Olympian Games 2

Joseph Mierek

I stared out the window of my Biology class while my professor, Ms. McDonald, droned on about the evolution of man kind in excrutiating detail. I was only half listening to her. I had met the guy who created the human race, we tried to destroy each other on several occasions. I won't go into detail.

Occasionaly I'd flick my wrist and send a mini tornado through a pile of leaves, or knock some guys hat off their head. I checked my phone and groaned forty minutes left of class. I listened to Ms. McDonald for a few minutes before my attention slowly drifted back to the window.

Outside a man strolled slowly up the campus sidewalk, he wore a black trench coat with the collar turned up and a fedora pulled down to cover his face. He stopped outside the window and looked directly at me. I was too far away to make out the details of his face but he gave me a bad feeling.

I flicked my finger and a gust of wind slammed into the man. I expected his hat to fly off and give me a clue as to who he might be. However the figure seemed unfazed and simply brushed a leaf off his shoulder before turning and walking away.

"Mr. Mierek?" Ms. McDonald exclaimed startling me back to reality.

"Uh... umm... yes?" I asked sheepishly.

"Would you please tell the class what..." Her voice trailed off for a second. "what time it is?" She finished.

I gave her a confused look but I checked my phone again and the screen displayed 12:00 pm.

"Umm it's noon?" I replied still not sure what she wanted.

"Oh well then class dismissed." She said walking to her desk and collecting her things. The class looked around like a wild animal had just burst into the room then ran out. Ms.McDonald never let us leave class early. I simply shrugged, stuffed my books in my back pack and left. It was my last class of the day and I wanted to get home.

On my way out to the parking lot I kept glancing around looking for the guy in the black trench coat. I made it to the parking lot with no encounter, for a split second I though I was home free. Then I spotted him, he was lean right against my car. I looked around, no mortals in sight. Changing Storm appeared in my hand as I stormed over to my car.

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