Chapter 8- Project theory

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Project theory

I feel my heart dropping down straight to my feet at the mention of the name, and look around to see if I was the only one who heard it. I look at Riley who stares at me with a blank look on his face and curiosity for why I flinched. He mouths, “Are you ok?” I nod and he smiles before turning to face the teacher.

I then turn to look at C to see him staring at me like he’s gauging my reaction. He notices my gaze and mouths, “Why’d you flinch?” I shake my head trying to dismiss it as a twitch. His eyebrows furrow but he leaves well enough alone.

I turn back to the front and see that the class is staring in confusion at Mr.Tek who is flustered as he realizes what he has just said. The room is so quiet that a pin could drop and we would be able to hear it.

Finally after many moments of awkward silence with everyone wondering what just happened someone’s voice speaks out, “Sir? Who is Project D?”

I stare at Mr.Tek who seems to be avoiding my gaze as he tries to explain, “Project D was a bionic experiment that I created a few years ago, but it was a failure because it would never follow my directions and rebel against everything I would ask it to do. Eventually I had to get rid of it because it was too much of a problem to keep. I got rid of it so that it would not remind me of my failure. Sometimes I regret the decision, but I have tried to make better experiments and they are in perfect working condition, so no more questions!” He ends with a sharp tone that means he is incredibly annoyed, and ready to snap at the next question.

After a few moments of silence and Mr.Tek pinching his nose like he’s trying to get rid of a headache; he finally lets his hands down and continues in an exhausted voice, “Please get back to work on your project, and do so for the next ten minutes. Any talking off subject will result in punishment”.

Riley raises his hand, “Is it ok to talk about Project D and Bionicca, if we want to include them as theories in our projects?”

Mr.Tek considers the question, “You may make what you may of Project D, but I will not accept questions about her, and we have already answered the question about Bionicca. If you have any more questions please relay them to my son in the back” I glance at C and see that his teeth are grinding as his gaze turns to steel.

I hesitate before placing my hand on his arm in a reassuring gesture, and he relaxes almost subconsciously. He slowly raises his hand and lays it on top of mine before turning to me, and giving me his little crescent smile.

He says, “So do you guys still want to do Bionicca or Project D?” he addresses the question to me, but Riley answers for me, “Maybe we could do both. From what Mr.Tek said Project D was bionic, and female. We could make believe that she is human, and that when he ‘got rid’ of her she ran away before he could. We could pretend that she was found by some person that raised her as their own, and that last year she decided to use her bionics for good and became Bionicca” I suck in my breath at how accurate he is, and turn to see that C is turned away but from the firm set of his shoulders I can tell that he is a little bothered

I then notice that his hand is still on mine and try to inch it away, but he holds firm, “Awww look at D for Dork and the new kid. They’re holding hands that’s so... sad” I tense at the voice and twist my head to see Rick standing behind us.

“What do you want meathead?” I hear Riley ask and Rick turns his attention towards him, “Nothing from you beanie brain. I wanted to hear more about Project D but I can see that who I was going to ask is a little preoccupied at the moment”

C faces him, “Wow Dick, preoccupied, that’s such a big word for you. What is that four syllables? Congrats tell me, what am I saying?

I am conferring with a deevolved anthropoid who does not comprehend what I am conveying. Who has not utilized a barrage of H2O in the compact area located in the lavatory over a large interval of days. So go have sexual intercourse with your own personal physique.

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