Nature Morphers: An Unlikely Hero

Prologue

  Prologue       
           
    Our story starts inside a College for students from New Jersey,(The college so happens to be somewhere in Virginia as of 2012) We make our scene change to a big room with rows students writing notes down on notebook paper from the board below.

    Some of these students are in their teens or twenties, some of the older students are practical jokers and few of them are texting using hidden phones underneath so many desks that can not be searched for by the CIA or the FBI.

    A short man known widely as Mr Heinrich turns around to the class, holding a black somewhat wide stick transmitting a red light to the dark brown board and gives his usual boring question.

    “Does anyone have a question?” Mr Heinrich(oftenly called Rich) asks, fiddling with his checkered black and white tie.
      
    Twenty-one year old Jean Clock raises her lightly tanned hand, while a fellow classmates cell phone began emitting the song ‘sweet home alabama’ in sweet low tune that most teachers would not notice in a gigantic room.

        “I'm confused.” She simply said, putting her hand back onto the light brown wide desk nearly covered by a notebook filled with scribbled scribbles and drawings.

    The man is puzzled, blinking eyes to make sure he is not dreaming about her asking a femilear dreadful question his wife started to say at their third honeymoon using the term:‘I’m confused’.

    “About what?” He said, slightly shifting the tie leftwards like a side-ways spoon laid on a table.

      
    “Everything,” Jean starts, blowing bubble gum that she sneaked in between classes. “Starting from the invisible circle to area 51.”

    Mr Heinrich nervously laughs, slightly relieved it didn’t rotate around a conspircey.

    “You must be mistaken, we talk about Mathamatics!”

   
    The students all fell into a laughter fit,they knew Mathematics is so much like science it is fatally a bad step once you try figuring the toughest problem in the science world without knowing math.
   
    “Now,” The Teacher begins, pointing the laser at Jean, “Does anyone have a true question? Missy, you are going to detention for the fifth silly question in a week. this isn't preschool!
  
    As the Teacher finished his sentence, twenty-two year old Blake stands up from his seat.

    “Yeah, I have one.” A twenty-two year old male sandy-haired student said, standing up from his seat. “When do we get out of here?”

“BLAKE KOLLLO!” The Teacher roared, not in the mood for their fun and games.”That is not a real question for math!”

    Austin Tigers stands up from his seat; he is a friend of Jean whom has a lot of knowledge to become a Graphic game designer, however Austin needs to pass college.
   
    “What's the eligibility of joining the marines?” The Graphic designer asks,his hair being dirty blonde overlapping some black hair strips;   

The past of Blake is foggy like a landmine, because Jean only met him two years ago at a party with dirt and filth all over his body, he later admitted to drinking a few beers off campus. Blake never had given an explanation if he came from another college or university.

    “What's the equilibrium for the ultimate problem?” A female student asks, two years into her twenties and has the potential of becoming a box manager.

    Hot and steaming angry, the teacher said,”There is no equilibrium!”
   
    Then all the students threw crunched up balled papers because he said three weeks ago: "Diamonds in chocolate icecream hot dog macaroni and cheese make the ultimate problem...SOLVED!" “

Protecting himself using a nearby wooden board, MR Heinrich managed to get himself at the door where safety is the heaven in the hallway since most teachers do not let their students out because one of them is outside.    

   
    “Austin, Jean,Blake!” The Teacher shouts, his face fuming with anger. “detention!"