Taking the final desk the class was complete. Twenty-eight desks, twenty-eight students, twenty-eight demihumans all of which had their own flavor of abnormal.


    Maybe this was a mistake after all. I thought to myself. Yes, I wasn’t a mundane human, but maybe I didn’t belong here either. These people weren’t just not normal. They were beyond normal, and I was just a mutant. Of course nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.


    The classroom was buzzing with everyone introducing themselves and setting up for the day when the door opened again. Entering the room was a man wearing black. Not a suit, but what seemed to be a sweater with jeans and sneakers. With only a scarf and belt of golden yellow to break the dark silhouette. The class was stunned as he walked to the blackboard and started to write.


    “Good morning class. My name is Mr Galacto.” He said in a flat tone and stepped back to reveal his name written on the board, “Of course, I’m sure many of you already knew that. I’m your homeroom teacher. I will also be teaching history. Let’s take attendance.”


    “No fucking way.” a boy shouted from the back, “You can’t be the Mr Galacto.”


    “Mr Quetzalcoatl Zapotec, I see you’re here.” Mr Galacto checked a box, “Alright then, Gwendolyn Bell.”


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    Before Gwendolyn could confirm herself the boy shouted again, “First off, it’s Kevin. Second, you can’t be Mr Galacto. He’s a world class guardian.”


    “Yes I am. That is something to remember. Whenever I get called away to handle situations I’ll have a substitute that you will treat with the same respect you treat me, but we’ll go over that later. Now where was I?”


    Kevin shouted even louder, “You really expect us to just accept that the most powerful demihuman ever is just going to teach a high school class?”


    “Yes, since that is what’s happening. Gwendolyn Bell.” Mr Galacto never looked up. As Gwendolyn raised her hand and tried to speak Kevin started to say something again, but was cut off. Mr Galacto swept his arm through the air in a sharp move almost too fast to see and Kevin was knocked back to the ground. “Enough. One more outburst and I will call the disciplinary officer to handle you. Now, Ms Bell.”


    Gwendolyn finally squeaked out a “here” before he called, “Mary Bittir.” I didn’t respond at first I was still in shock. It wasn’t until the third time he called, “Mary Bittir!”


    “Yes?” I said.


    “Are you here?”


    “Yes. I’m here.”


    “Good. Jessica Black.” Mr Galacto continued the call as a thump sounded out. A chalk eraser was thrown at the board from the back of the class hitting the chalkboard. Turning I saw the boy Kevin rubbing his chest as he took his seat again.


    The class sounded off one by one as they were called. Some were excited and others halfhearted. At the end of it Mr Galacto set the role down, “And Mr Kevin, we already know you’re here. Now, moving on.”