((So... I'll just have Michael run to Biology. That's cool, right?))<br/><br/>Michael sighed as he walked back to his laptop, checking the time. His eyes widened as he realized that the clock on the wall was slow. Very slow. He shut his laptop and grabbed his stuff, and screwed his eyes shut, teleporting to his room. He opened one eye when he didn't feel any pain, and looked around to see his room, very much intact.<br/><br/>"Whoo! Didn't smash anything!" He always had trouble when teleporting; just couldn't get the whole 'physics don't matter' concept in his head. He took off his sweats, and switched into a red t-shirt, blue jeans, a pair of sneakers and a black baseball cap before he picked up his messenger bag, now heavy with his laptop, and teleported to the Biology room. But something was amiss.<br/><br/>It felt like... He was laying down, and the ground was... Michael's eyes widened as gravity took him, and he fell onto a lab table, and bounced onto the floor.<br/><br/>"...Ahahahaoooow..." Michael groaned from his place on the ground. "I'm okay." He said as he pulled himself up. He looked at a kid with a black halo above his head.<br/><br/>"Sup." He said, standing up fully. He cracked his back, and saw the teacher at the front and waved. "Well hello..." Michael looked at the board. "<i>Dr. Goldstein</i>?"