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There were always classes going on somewhere in the schoolhouse, but if you knew the schedule, it wasn't hard to find a bit of quiet space to get some work done. Calvin was sitting in the classroom he secretly thought of his own with a pile of papers in front of him and a pen cap in his mouth. Grading papers. It was astonishing how many

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With Poly's excellent instructions, finding the schoolhouse was no problem at all. Figuring out what to do once he got there, on the other hand, was not so easy. Adam eased open yet another classroom door and peered inside. Almost empty. He couldn't be sure that the young man grading papers was the future Dr. O'Keefe, but as far as fitting expectations went, it looked promising.

He knocked on the door frame. "Hello?" he ventured, stepping into the room, "Are you Calvin O'Keefe?"

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Calvin glanced up at the guy in the doorway. A guy about his age; he didn't recognize him, but that was hardly unusual for Cal as of late. People came and people went, and he was getting better but most of it was still passing him by. But it was alright. Todays were often better than yesterdays.

"That would be me." He set the pen down and straightened up. "You interested in classes? I can help you get set up with that."

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"Oh, that's not what I'm-- Although actually, that would be-- No, wait." Adam shook his head. "Let me try that again." He walked over and half-sat on one of the student desks across from Calvin's, suppressing the urge to say 'sir'.

"I'm Adam Eddington. I guess I'm... from your future. About twenty years or so. One day I'll intern for you." And get your daughter kidnapped. Sir. "It's-- Poly told me I could find you here."

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"Oh. Oh, wow." He stood up from his chair and then impulsively, nervously, rubbed his hand over his neck. He can feel himself starting to go red.

It wasn't as though this was the first time hearing about how he ended up. He'd heard from Polly. Successful scientist on an island with dozens of babies. But heretofore he'd been focused on the babies part and not the science part. Calvin was suddenly and acutely aware that he didn't have a degree to his name.

"Well, hello." After a moment of recovery, Calvin held his hand out. "Nice to meet you. I hadn't heard you were here."