"PJ! GRADIENT! GET READY FOR YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL"
PJ could hear his Dad from outside of his room.
"OKAY, DAD!" He yelled back.
PJ jumped out of bed and got dressed.
I hate school... PJ grumbled to himself.
Just like your average teenager, PJ hates highschool.
The absolute TORTURE it brings.
The only thing that change his mind is the sewing class.
The teacher that teaches that class, Miss Holly, always understands everyone's struggle about school.
She would help her students with homework from other classes when it's a work day.
But after learning from his father that there is a new sewing teacher just... broke PJ's heart.
She was PJ's favorite teacher.
What is he going to do without her?
She was the one who helped him with the classes he keeps failing.
Now he's definitely not going to survive.
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They made it to the school.
PJ and Gradient went to their first classes while their father went straight to the teacher's lounge.
"I am not ready for sewing class." PJ said to his twin brother.
"Why not?"
"What if the teacher isn't like Miss Holly? What if they are strict and mean?"
"Jammy... I'm sure this new teacher is as sweet as Holly."
"It wouldn't be the same either way..."
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Erratum has arrived to the school.
The place was filled with cars.
Most are parents dropping off their kids while others are students finding a parking spot in the crowded area.
He hurried to the entrance and went straight to his classroom.
He then settled himself and turned on the computer that sat at his desk and looked at the classes he would be teaching that semester.
He then stood back up, took a marker and began to write his name on the board so the students would know what to reference him as.
Hello, my students.
Please sit down and wait for class to start.
Erratum clicked the lid back on the marker and sat it down on his desk.
He then sat back down and started to finish knitting Horror's scarf that he almost forgot about.
Erratum knew that he is not 'home' anymore, but the fact that he didn't finish his little project has been bugging him nonstop.
It was... strange.
Having to knit without using his own strings, but instead having to use those 'string rolls' to get things done.
It's strange not using magic in general.
BEEEEEEEP
The sound of the school bell have shook Erratum enough that he almost flew straight onto the ceiling like those cats in cartoons.
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Mr. Erratum (Discontinued/OLD)
FanfictionError always wanted to be a teacher. He loves kids with a passion, no matter how they behave. But he couldn't from having an artist always on his tail. That was until Error fell into the void, and that was when his dreams will soon become reality
