What The Luck!?

"You don't even know how cool the classroom is. There are tools and stuff everywhere and we can take things apart if we want. The professor doesn't care what we do as long as we are looking at new technology. We can build stuff if we want. There are a few students that bring in gadgets just to give away!" Laura had started to rant on and on about the class. 

"Wait, then how do you learn if the professor doesn't do anything?" Jane caught this and felt that there must be some problem or way to change this. 

"What? How could we not learn stuff? There is too much that interests me. I can't even find something to be bored about. You'll see when we get there." Laura knew that the three were going to need to see the class to believe the reality of it. The class was much more than they were thinking it would be. 

"I think it sounds a little iffy too. I want to get stronger not play with some cool toys." Art had started to believe this was just an easy A class at this point. However, that still was not necessarily a bad thing since they needed perfect grades. 

"Let's just give it a shot. It is probably way different than we think...What's with this garage door in the middle of the wall?" Laura had led them all through a side door making the three believe they were heading to another building. Yet, she had stopped in front of a very large garage door and was bouncing in place. 

"This is it. This is the classroom. Well, it is more of a massive lab." Laura pressed a button and scanned her student identification card. The large door hummed and began to slowly roll up just tall enough for the four to enter. 

"Hey, who are the extras? There are no audiences to my master pieces!" The voice that came from underneath a mini bus was soon place with a face. A very greasy and stubble filled face. 

"This is bolt" Laura leaned in, "Ther other call him professor nuts and bolts." She leaned away googling as she quickly told the greasy man in overalls about Asher, Jane, and Art. 

"Show me the dang paperwork. I don't need this. More students playing with my creations and sitting around thinking they will build something worthwhile." The attitude of this teacher was despicable. All three were taken back with just how terrible it was. 

Asher took the paper work from his friends and faces the professor that was supposed to be in charge. "This is the paper work for us to join your class. But by the looks of you, it will be a waste of time. Just give us a passing grade, sign a paper and we will be out of that grease you call hair." Asher had felt that he had been slapped when he and his friends were called extras. 

He could care less that he was insulted because he had been through so much worse, but his friends were off limits. If anyone ever dared to lay a hand on them he would gladly lock the offender away in jail for the remainder of their life. 

"Picking a fight? In my territory? " There was a rattle of tools and clattering of metal. From the cracks and crevices, small spider like robots began to walk around and tap their metal legs menacingly. 

"What of it. Apologize to my friends of sign a perfect grade for us to move on from this trash pile." Asher was standing his ground while the others just looked at him with dropped jaws. 

"Pfft, whatever. Laura will show you around." The robots receded and disappeared from sight while Laura returned to her senses.

"Sure thing. I am going to show them the cool stuff first." Laura grabbed Asher's arm and dragged him in to the massive lab even more. There was a downward ramp that led to a huge open room filled with work tables, different vehicles, parts, and any manner of strange gadgets. In the very center was a large open space where some students were huddled around showing off things they had made and things they had discovered. 

"I can't believe you stood face to face with bolts. He is crazy. But he never gets in someone's face like that either. You must have caught him on a day when his experiments when wrong." Laura had gotten to know the ins and outs of the class fairly quickly but the professor was still a loss to her. 

Jane and Art had mindlessly followed Laura and the fuming mad Asher. After another moment Jane came back to reality, "What were those spider robot things?" She had seen how Asher had acted and didn't think she should pry in to why he was so angry. It was clear it wasn't because he was hurt but because he didn't care for the way the professor had talked about her and Art. 

"The spider bots? Those are things bolts made. He is a technopath, well, that is his super power. He only uses it when he is annoyed though. Most of the time he is making things with his hands." Laura thought his super power had been obvious and brushed off the question. 

"Buty spiders! Why? There were so many of them? How can he control them all? Why is he here when he should be a strong hero with that super power? He could do so much more!" Art burst out slightly surprising Jane and Laura who had not expected the outburst. 

"He could never be a hero with that attitude. He shouldn't even be a teacher. Professor, Ha!" Asher had finally cooled down a little to say something but it was still directed at professor Bolts who had insulted his friends. 

"He is just like that. Give it time. You will see. Just focus on what is going on around you." Laura was fed up with Ashers' anger and forcefully grabbed his face to make him look up and view the room. "See, there is more than just a professor here. Explore it." She released Asher who had finally opened his eyes to where he was. 

Jane and Art also looked around with open eyes finding that this was much more than expected. 

"There are so many things...What do they all do?..." Art was stuck on the fact that he had no knowledge of what most of the gadgets here did. 

"That has to be one of the reflex games from camp. But it's all in pieces. The barrel is there, and here is the storage area for the bouncy balls." Jane found something familiar and zeroed in on it. She thought that it was amazing to see the inside of all the components that had come together to challenge her very being. 

"This is all...too much. He has all this to experiment with and he is still so sour." Asher was stunned. The lab that the students could use and experiment with in this class was so magnificent yet the teacher was not at all. "Is this a student run class?" Asher had the sudden realization. 

"Wel, pretty much. We do what we want and experiment with what we like. I have learned a ton of stuff about new experiments in technology and what new things heroes are using. One of the other students brought the newest hero phone version. His dad worked on it and he had a few just laying around. Now it is part of that television there." Laura pointed at a television that was showing a full view of all the games and applications downloaded on it. 

"Is that...a giant phone screen? Why?" Asher couldn't understand why anyone would make it. 

"Why not? The other students made it because they could. Apparently it is really hard to change the data or something to format a massively larger screen." Laura was still lost to how it all worked, but it was still more than she had known was possible. 

"So we joined a student run class. If we stay on task and show that we aren't wasting the time we should pass." This made Jane feel much better. She had some worries over the grades they would receive if the professor was so rude and uncaring. 

"Isn't this a good thing? We can try and change out gear and maybe understand some tools that would work well with our super powers. It is like a testing facility for ideas." Art saw that there were already students challenging each other to make certain things along with those in heated debates. This meant that they could end up with some fairly powerful gear at the end of the term. 

"Fine, I admit this is way better than I thought. But I won't be bothering with that guy upstairs." Asher harumphed a few times before picking up the blueprint of the reflex game machine Jane was looking at. He had to admit that this was one of the most in depth facilities in the school so far.