Qaz raised her hand and said, 'They might not even be carbon based, like we are. The could be based on something else like copper, silicon...or they could be sentient plants...'

Looking about the class, Ed Forrester nodded, "Okay then, homework for tonight:

A: Tell why you think we have not contacted other-worldly beings.

B: Share your favorite Alien-related story/myth.


All homework must be PM'd to me, Mistress Vondella, no later than March 3rd, 10:55 PM CST (GMT -6). Be sure to read the class rules and apply them to the homework.

Wait... that's it?!? he thought. I was just getting in to this class! Oh man! But he couldn't wait to do the homework. It sounded awesome.

Walking up to Forrester, he smiled and said, "Thanks for the lesson, Professor! It was really cool!"

With a final wave at Forrester, he turned and skipped out of the classroom, humming merrily to himself.

Cale blinked. That was it? Homework already? That was so...unlike Forrester. In fact, he had been acting very strange throughout the whole lesson. Shaking his head to rid himself of this weirdness, he copied down the homework.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, my man, I can't wait to read your homework." He chuckled as the kid left. Professor. How silly.

Qaz copied down the homework and turned to go...sorry that the lesson had been so short....

"Have I?" Ed Forrester asked slyly, where did these kids come up with these things?? "Trust me, if I had seen an alien, one of three things would have happened: I'd be famous, I'd be thrown into the loony bin, or it'd be covered up and I'd be forbidden to speak of it. What do you think?"

Mariel was too bemused by the structuring of this class to do anything but copy down notes. This Astronomy class was nothing like the ones Forrester normally taught, not that she was complaining really, it was a pretty interesting lesson just different... in an odd way. And Forrester himself was acting strange, giving away many more points than usual. Shrugging, the Ravenclaw girl copied down the homework and slowly approached the professor's desk.

"Thanks for the interesting lesson, Professor," she said, eyeing him carefully. Then with a bright smile, she pulled out a chocolate frog from the hidden stash in her messenger bag and set it on his desk. "Have a good day," she added cheerfully as she left the room. If he wasn't feeling himself, maybe the chocolate would help. Chocolate always made things better for the 13 year old girl. And if he was just having an exceptionally cheerful day, then she was still happy to share.

Jake looked up at the Professor. He'd been listening, but staring out of the window and up at the sky, feeling extremely despondant right now. He didn't want to be in this class, not with this Professor and he'd had so much on his mind... and then it was over.

"Huh?" Jake said, looking around as the professor mentioned homework. "Oh... okay..."

Quickly writing it down, Jake chanced a quick look at the teacher. He hadn't noticed anything too bizarre aside from the seemingl short lesson. When he had finished, Jake shoved his stuff in his bag and went to leave. "Laters," he mumbled hastily. Scaaaary Professor!!!!!

Forrester bent down to Clifford's ear, "I do too." he stood back up, "I'm guessing you'll get a perfect Homework paper then? I bet you know lots of great stories you could share."

Ed Forrester twisted his face, "No, the library won't have any of the good books. Here," he turned and handed a couple of well-read books to Clifford, "These are the best books available, don't lose them, they're hard to find." He gave the boy a conspiratorial wink.