Fandom High School

Since it made the most sense to him, Sam had taken over the computer lab for his workshop, and since it was the first time they were meeting, he'd made sure all the computers were on and ready to go when the students arrived.

His students. Yeah, that wasn't going to get old any time soon.

"Hey guys," he said, perching on the edge of the desk, since it made him a little less intimidatingly tall. "I'm Sam Winchester, and you all can call me Sam because I'm really not old enough to be Mr. Winchester yet. For those of you who don't know me, I graduated from Fandom last year after four seriously crazy and awesome years, so if you've ever wondered if it's possible to survive here for that long, it totally is. If you have any questions about this place, and not just about class, I'd be happy to talk to you." Because there were few things Sam loved more than talking about Fandom, the dork. "I'm going to be spending the next few weeks getting you guys more comfortable with computers, and/or showing you how to do stuff you don't normally do. Computers are a big part of the 21st century--which, granted, we're not in right now--but if you're going to stick around for a while, you should at least learn how to not be afraid of them."

Sam stood up so he could see everyone and smiled around at the class. "Since this is our first week, I figured we could do the introduction thing?" he said, sounding slightly uncertain, but hoping everyone would go with it. "So, names, when you're from, and how much computer experience you already have. Then, I'll show you how to set up a username and password for yourself, to use for the rest of the workshop."