250. Sliding To Class

Asher knew that he was a little far from the back entrance to the school and the vast training area behind the school. He had kicked it in to high gear and sprinted through the halls. Before he realized it he had slid past a wet floor sign and managed to crash in to a set of lockers. 

"I know you might want to get to class faster, but if I see you running through the halls again I will need to write you a detention slip." The speaker of this threat was a tall man who lacked a single hair on his head. His glasses and perfect ironed suit were the only discerning features. 

"I am sorry sir. I was just in a rush to get to the disaster relief course. I was in the library and didn't want to be late." Asher apologized profusely afraid that the teacher would be writing him a detention slip anyways.