The Miracle Clinic

S2 Chapter 2 - Back 2 School (2)

"So they're just gonna shut down our club?!" Ronnie asks, confused.

"Yes, unless you manage to find three more members," Amnestor states.

"Wait, that doesn't sound so hard to do-" Marcus begins to say but gets cut off by Amnestor.

"By the end of the first school day," Amnestor finishes his sentence.

"Well that's a bit harder to do," Marcus sighs.

"What kind of bullshit is this?" Alex groans.

"Couldn't they have given us a week at least?" Elizabeth sighs.

"I mean I don't see the issue," X admits, causing the four to turn to him, "Like sure it may be impossible but isn't your group's whole schtick making 'miracles' happen?"

"Okay, well since you're here you want to maybe help a friend out and join our club?" Ronnie asks.

X looks at Ronnie for a bit before laughing out loud. As X is laughing, Ronnie immediately regrets even asking X that question.

"Sorry kiddos but daddy's got a big ass case of senioritis," X laughs as he wipes his tears.

"The fuck did you just call yourself?" Elizabeth questions in disgust.

"Language," Amnestor scolds the two.

"Sorry," X and Elizabeth sigh.

"But seriously, if I were you guys, I'd think it would be best to seek out club members now before the study hour is over," X suggests.

Ronnie, Alex, Marcus, and Elizabeth take a look at the time to see that the study period ends in 15 minutes. Not wanting to waste even more time, the four rush out, ready to ask people.

"Hey don't run in the–" Amnestor tries to say but the four club members have already left the room. "Halls."

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In the math teacher, Wilsten Jefferson's, classroom, the teacher is going over factorials with the class. He's sitting in a wheelie chair and has wrinkly white skin, balding gray hair, and green eyes. He's wearing a blue button-up, black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a fancy watch on his wrist.

"So, do any of you understand this?" Jefferson asks the students only to receive no answer, "Wow, never in my 37 years of teaching have I seen students so dumb. Once you're done with solving the worksheets, hand them over to my desk."

While most of the students are struggling with the work, there's one student who is mostly understanding it; Rebecca Jenksin. A now sophomore who's a bit of a popular kid who often only befriends those who she can use, or at least that's what her parents expect her to do. But there are a few people she makes exceptions for. Such as–

"Hey Rebecca," Marcus remarks as he sits on the desk next to her, "Been a while huh?"

"Hey I'm trying to focus here and–" Rebecca begins to say but is interrupted by Marcus.

"You forgot your calculator or something?" Marcus asks as he takes a look at her worksheet.

Rebecca has white skin, long black hair, and green eyes with a mole underneath her right eye. She's wearing a beige sweater, black leggings, several expensive rings, and beige sneakers. However, her seemingly put-together appearance is slightly shattered by Marcus seeing through her.

"Don't worry, you can borrow mine," Marcus says as he reaches into his backpack.

"Wait, are you sure?" Rebecca asks.

"Yeah, though when you have the time make sure to hand it back to me," Marcus says before switching topics, "And hey, if you have the time do you want to join a club I'm–"