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. Ocean Blue Wrath.

Title: From the Gospel according Me

Author: hikarylexy

Fandom: Original

Character: Ocean Blue, Sendhil, G., Prof. P.

Prompt: # 1 Ira

Rating: G

Warnings: FlashFic!

Word Count: 841

Desclaimer: the characters in this story are under exclusive property of the undersigned. Sex and the Latin (SPINN -off of "Sex and the Greek ) is a television series D'Aze Channel created by me and its members, the title is equivalent to scrub die U_U The quote belongs to the protagonist, my Latin teacher.

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Notes: the pain that caused me not to write the name and the nickname of my beloved teacher is indescribable, but I decided that his nickname is too recognizable. I have avoided phrases that I had to use my name because it was too for me to use Ocean (the way my name is out with his spectacular voice is XD). I feel more stupid to use the original, but what can I do.
* all of this is very Sciascia * __ * *
a bit 'of details about the characters (being pg original guess sometimes be a little' hard to follow):

1. They attend the First High School, the third year and the story takes place in the second quarter;
2. Sendhil came in the second quarter, while Ocean and her friends known for three years;
3. Sendhil is of Indian origin but has lived in New York because her mother is American, so it's pretty scuoro (that is often called the Ocean giianduiotto, chocolate typical of Turin, where the story takes place);
4. In high school classical philosophy begins in high schools, so it is a new subject;
5. I threw a look at the notes on philosophy, but not trust the quote XD

. From the Gospel according to Me

"If you do it in a theme is an error ,

if he does an author in a work is a figure of speech. "

Sex and the Latin, Season 2

Now I get angry, now I get angry and how!

The prof will hate the'll hate like no one has ever done. I feel that already I can not see ..

Sendhil gently laid a hand on the chocolate brown little head workplaces.

-, courage .. - He whispered.

- Shhh, do not distract. Otherwise fails to get angry! - Chuckled G. .

she was sitting next to ocean, to the right of the friend. He laughed, with his smirk a bit 'annoying and never evil that blue-eyed girl had learned to love.

But at that moment was in no mood for sentimentality.

- Instead I get angry when I want! - Blurted out piccata.

- What do you get angry with P. ? It would be the joke of the century! -

And again, to laugh like crazy.

- E hours - s 'intervened' s Nice Little man in the chair, with his sharp voice that penetrated even into your bones - you can bring report cards, school report and stuff. -

Ocean growled something rising for the second time.

- because a minute ago when I brought the report card, did not work, right?! - managed to hiss in the ears of Sendhil, more irritated than ever.

He walked through the hall and stood in front of the professor. He reached out quickly to foil, as if he wanted to return to his post as soon as possible.

- Very good. - Scandia P. .

Ocean was a little startled. The man's smile was always tending to the sadist, because that part of his personality was too developed after years and years of teaching not to emerge in every gesture, but the girl you took a note with amusement, not as common in his beloved teacher. He found himself sketching

a smile in return, all nervous and sincere.

He told her very well.

He had a smile!

Two things most unique and rare, two stupid and small privileges that filled her with pride.

Why Ocean, said what he wanted, with Professor P. would never, ever angry.

went against his nature.

- Mamma mia what frenzy! - Sendhil snickered.

- Put It, too?! -

- Resigned - s' interjected G. - So we know that whatever he does will always be your your myth .. the legend - added in a voice a little 'higher, winking at B..

came from the bench before a response is not particularly refined.

Ocean laughed and touched the shoulder of B. as a sign of solidarity.

- Why all this love for P. ? - Asked the boy.

- It 's a long story .. - Began G. .

- .. that will tell you the range! Start philosophy, I want to silence religious. You are about to find the sight of my notebooks! -

For the umpteenth time, he found himself surrounded by the ocean convulsions of laughter of two friends.

further irritate and opened the legendary blue notebook, the biggest photocopied class since he had discovered his vocation to the notes of philosophy, and psychologically prepared to write two hours of recovery.

And, inevitably, his eyes landed on her A., thrown across the classroom.

am angry with you Father, I am angry with you! You've moved

A. and therefore never forgive you!

gritted his teeth and finally began to feel some anger make their way into his stomach. It lasted nearly half a minute, which for her was not bad at all ... then P. I shot a big Inter so that the face of pseudo-rabies became a healthy Juventina grinned along with the faction of the class.

the usual!

- You know what really makes me angry? -

- What? -

- The sense of superiority of prof. He moved to A. us for the fun of spite, because he is the Supreme Leader and we are his devoted slaves. Well, maybe not devotees ... -

- And then the lie that young people have an inferiority complex .. - Sendhil muttered.

- This is a valid reason to hate him. -

- Ah ah. - He nodded condescendingly.

- So I hate him. You see, I hate him! -

- Ah ah. -

- Stop me reason as if I were a poor fool! -

- Ha ha ... Ouch! You know that book does it hurt?! -

- Of course, chemistry is . -

As the boy rubbed his aching head, Ocean began to write.

- .. non-philosophers can distinguish right from wrong but they know also that they must be guided by the philosophers who know what is good in itself .. - P. remained on hold for a moment, then continued - .. as you must be guided by me, because think you can tell from a place that fosters your attention and one that will distract .. - Twenty-four

Smilies distorted the teacher looked stunned.

- Fuck .. - Sendhil snapped, triggering a series of convulsive laughter at the back of the class.

- And this from where he pulled out? -

- From the Gospel according to him course. -

- Eh? -

- The Gospel According to him . Every teacher has one and from there draws for all sentences of effect. -

- The Gospel according to him? -

- O Gospel According to Me , said at first. -

- Horrible. - Ruled the boy.

- awesome. - Added G. .

- My music teacher, in middle school, we read about all the lessons. -

- And he scrivessimo one too? -

- Failed. -

- Why? -

- Because we are only scum in comparison to them, we students. -

- And where is written this beautiful bullshit? -

Ocean shrugged.

- In the Gospel according They suppose. -

[END]