So....because of
this sign (kudos to Mo), Zander ended up with a lint roller stuck to his hair:
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Lislchen 
"OF COURSE I can!"
Maggie smiiiiiiiled at the professor before turning a little to look at Zander directly. Only to stare at Professor Flamsteed again a second later when he started crying yelling about his suit...and then his box. Seriously. What was wrong with this professor? Why had they hired him? Did he have some powerful connections inside the school? Was he the Headmistress' secret lover or something? How on Earth had he gotten this position?
ANYWAY.....back to Zander.
"You should sit down." Because he was taller than her, did he know? Yes of course he did. Which was why it was even more embarrassing for him to currently be at her mercy. His life was in her hands. Or, well, the life of his HAIR was in her hands. She pulled out her wand and just looked at him. "Unless there's a spell that can turn back time and give you more braincells I don't really think there's another way." Maggie had lowered her voice to make sure Professor Flamsteed didn't hear her remark.
So...? Shall we then?
Still waiting for Zander to do what she'd told him (like, RUDE), Maggie briefly glanced back to the box Flamsteed was on about. "Pebbles?"
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ArianaBlack "But--" Zander stood there just blinking. Completely dumbstruck. Okay, no he was almost 68% sure that the sign said to use the lint roller as a brush. Maybe even 78% for that matter!! Which meant he was pretty darn sure because Zander Adair was hardly ever 78% sure about anything. What the heck?! Someone else HAD to have seen that, right? His eyes were working perfectly fine, thank you very much.
Merlin.
What. The. Heck.
And here he thought he was two steps ahead of the game. Well he may have been two steps ahead but he also had a lint roller in his hair so really, who was the real winner here? Definitely not Zander. Or Flamsteed. It was probably Maggie tbh. That girl was having WAY to much fun with this.
Alright, alright he was sitting. Happy? RUDE. Maggie was SO rude. And once upon a time he had thought the girl was an angel willing to offer help. More like one of them dark angels of the underworld or whatever. This girl was Merlin's evil twin. Just as mighty, but probably a fourth the size (which meant her evil was more concentrated because there was a lot less of her to take it up).
"Okay, okay... Just don't let me go bald," he sat down in a chair and basically held his breath because his entire life was on the line here. He had been bald before thanks Bart and #NEVERAGAIN. Despite what Noel Wallace thought about the matter it's a very good thing Zander can't read minds because -___- thanks, Wallace Zander did NOT think less blonde would be a good idea thankyouverymuch.
Was he being dramatic? Maybe. BUT THERE IS A LINT ROLLER IN HIS HAIR. He ought to be. It was his right. Or uhh, something like that. Sorry Flammy, but Zander had better things to worry about. So he only pretended to scribble down a list, whilst attempting to steal glances over at Maggie. Had she done it yet? What was taking so long? Merlin please not too much hair. It was precious.
And that was just about how interested Zander was at the moment. Ahem. He was a bit preoccupied.
Merlin. If all his hair was gone by the end of the lesson.... Space would definitely hear about this fiasco. Please also pay special attention to Zander's notes. And just general Zander-ness.