[ WP ] A kid doodling in a math class accidentally creates the world 's first functional magic circle in centuries .

Count on me to make things complicated. Not your normal'it's complicated' relationship thing, or'its complicated' as an excuse for an unsolved sudoku puzzle, but the kind of'its complicated' when you have to explain to your parents that you summoned a freaking demon in the middle of math class. My excuse? I was bored. 
 
 My third period math class had started all of five minutes ago and I was already daydreaming while absently scribbling in my notebook. Usually I would draw animals, or make some flowers, but not today. Some stupid kid had to set his dripping wet water bottle on my notes while he talked to his friends, and I could n't just leave the perfect circle made by water alone. So after telling the owner of the water bottle to do something highly anatomically unlikely, I drew in the lines of the circle myself. And I could n't leave the circle empty, so I started drawing lines. I intended for the lines to be spokes, I could turn this into an old fashioned bike or something, but it turned into some sort of star. `` Ms. Ryans, must you doodle and daydream during my lectures? It wo n't help you on the test.'' I thought back to dear old Winston Churchill and replied, `` No, it's purely voluntary.'' Not my best idea. Mr.Darson sighed and said, `` See me after class.'' I tried to pay attention, truly I did, but my pencil wandered back to the paper and the drawing kept becoming more and more detailed until the room went black. No... it was really a shade of grey, which I soon realized was not my own unconsciousness, but a cloud of smoke and ash. At the center of the ash cloud stood a'thing' that looked like a man in a white suit. He looked very annoyed. `` You called? Look kid, I got work to do, and you got a lot of work to do to get unsuspended and not burned alive after this. So how about I grant you a wish and we go home?'' Everyone else in the classroom was staring at me, frozen and unable to move, except for the Mr. Darson, who had simply disappeared and ran for the hills. When kids started to notice, they made their way to the door. The man snapped his fingers and the door slammed. `` Look, I'm old, I ca n't tell you all apart. And who ever summoned me has to stay here and let me go, or else I am stuck here forever, and forever is quite a while. Who summoned me?'' My brain seemed to have left as I raised my hand, `` So it was you. What do you want?'' I hesitated for a moment, before realizing I was in control here. I smirked. `` I want no more math class, a million dollars, a lifetime supply of nutella and wifi wherever I go.'' `` I said I would grant one wish, you entitled brat. But I am busy so your wishes are granted.'' I smiled. `` Small conditions though, I gave everyone else a million dollars, so its worthless now, and your wifi will always be slow, and you can never lock in to a faster one. The nutella will make you sick, as you are allergic to it now, but you ca n't eat anything else. And as for math class, I'll let that one slide.'' Then he smiled and was gone, leaving me to contemplate my fate. 
 
 So maybe complicated was a bit of an understatement, I think'very complicated' fits my day just fine. 

