IQ Test
Lance drummed his fingers on his desk
top as the teacher's voice droned on. Looking around him he realized
most of the class was asleep. Letting out a heart felt sigh
he gazed out the space por window.
"Class, you may now retrieve your
IQ tests."
Lance's eyes snapped open, and he
blinked sleepily, coming to the conclusion he'd also fallen asleep.
The teacher placed a small compu-pad
in front of him and he glanced at it absently. Not sure if he wanted
to know his results. Without really looking at the score he shoved
it into his bag and left the classroom and headed to his room.
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Opening the door he stepped inside,
flicking on the light, then stopped as he saw Keith and a girl kissing
on the bed. Both looked up coldly at him and he felt his face heat.
Dropping his bag on the floor he grinned lope-sidedly at the two and backed
up slowly towards the door. "Uh, s-sorry." Once at the door
he opened it and quickly stumbled into the hall the door clicking shut
behind him.
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Keith watched as Shallu moved to the
bed and picked up a compu-pad that had fallen on the floor and jumped up
at her sudden gasp.
"What? What is it?"
Shallu's dark eyes were wide, "Lance's
IQ Test."
Keith felt his heart stop. "How
bad is it?"
She shook her head, "Not bad, good."
He took it as she passed it to him
and felt his mouth drop as he looked at it. "Jesus, who would've
known?"
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Lance continued to run on the track,
he'd been running for a half an hour striaght ever since he'd left his
room. He felt his ears burn again, he definitely didn't want to go
back too early.
He stopped, and moved back in the
driection of the change rooms and more importantly the shower.
Grabbing a large towel from the shelves
and his shampoo from his locker he moved to the shower, stripped and stepped
under the shower head.
Turning the water on he let it flow
over him before using the shampoo to scrub his longish dark brown hair.
The scent of strawberries filled his nose, reminding him briefly of his
mother and a single tear mingle with the water as he washed the soap out.
Carefully he stepped onto the slick
floor, wrapping the large towel around his wet body as he padded across
the floor to his locker. He got dressed slowly and then made his
way to the flight simulator. It was only 6 pm and lights out was
at ten. It'd give him enough time to run through the scenarios he'd
been meaning to get to.
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"'E vhat?" Sven blinked owlly
at Keith.
"Lance out scored us and most of the
class on the IQ test." Keith repeated, still in some shock.
"But 'ow ees dis possible?"
Sven asked as he sat heavily on his bed.
"It's not hard to believe. Think
about it... have you ever seen him crack a book to study? Yet he
always manages to score the same marks we do... never anything less than
a B."
"Does 'e know?"
Keith shook his head slightly.
"I don't think so."
"Vill ve tell eem?"
"No. It's on his bed, he'll
look if he wants to."
Sven nodded, "Dis ees true."
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Lance got to his room after his roomates
had fallen asleep and tossed his bag carelessly on the floor, missing a
certain compu-pad as it slid under his bed.
