Sorta Told From Zoe's POV:
Zoe was worried as hell. She pulled out her phone to check where they were.
"LAWRENCE, KANSAS?!" she cried.
"We were in New York!" said Mandy.
"This is crap." said Jasmine.
"Well, I think we're all teachers." said Abby raising her eyebrows.
"Why would you think that?" said Meg.
"Name tags then the room numbers on the name tags."
"WELL THATS HELLA CONVENIENT AUTHOR!" yelled Zoe.
The bell rang and Zoe groaned and looked at her name tag. Room 126.
"Meet in my room for lunch. Room 126."
They all nodded.
Zoe started walking to her classroom and looked at her class roster.
Joshua Dun
Daniel Howell
Dmitri Krushnic
Sean McLoughlin
Brendon Urie
Dean Winchester
She snickered at Misha's real name and scribbled it out and put Misha Collins
She sat in her chair as the kids started to pour in. Well, there was only 6 kids in her class. All boys. Hmm....
When everyone was there she called out
"Okay everyone. I am Ms.Richardson and when I say your name say here and or something I don't care, and if you want to be called something else, say so.
"Joshua Dun"
"Dope as heck, and I want to be called Josh."
"Cool with me, Dan Howell."
"Here"
"Misha Collins."
"Yo."
"Ooookay, Sean McLoughlin."
"I like to go by Jack and BOOPER DOOPER!"
"Knew he was gonna do that!" said someone from the back of the class.
"Jack, just shut up. Brendon Urie."
"I'm here."
"Okay, and Dean Winchester."
"The impalas mine."
"WE KNOW!" the whole class shouted.
This is gonna be a long day... thought Zoe.
"Turn to page 394."
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Ships Gone To Far
FanfictionWhat if all your ships were canon? Even better, what if you went to the same school as them Wait, not better
