Okay, He could do this. He could absolutely teach a bunch of Tween and Teenagers how to control their powers. Yes. That was him. He was a good teacher. A great teacher even! Or he would be. He took a deep breath, pacing his room and practicing asserting himself over these little punks, "Boys, stop touching each other." He attempted his most assertive and authoritative voice. When you knocked on the door he almost screamed, but managed to play it cool. "Uh-, Come on in. Ah was just...uh...preparin' for today. First day ya know?" It was officially Sam's first day teaching at the new Jean Grey school, and he was nervous. "So uh, What'd you need?"