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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 1:38:07 GMT
El had set up her class ready for the kids. There was a book on each desk along with a name. "Ms. O'Connell. Hr. 3 World History" Was written in a beautiful scrolling script across the white board. She looked up as the kids started to come in. She had an easy smile for them.
"Come on in. Find your name and have a seat. You can move once I take attendance. But for now please find your seat and write your name inside the book on your desk. This is your book, it's your responsibility. I don't get it back, they school charges your parents a retarded amount of money more it. You take someone else's book and loose it, they are going to get charged. That's a dick move... Best advise I can give you, kids.... Don't be a dick!"
Kat was happy to see that her seat was close to the back. But wasn't pleased with the fact that there was someone sitting behind her. That would be changed quickly.
Micah came in, claiming the first seat in the row. Another fine assed teacher. And this was one covered in leather... already halfway to a wet dream.
Des found his name and sat down, looking around to see who was joining them in this class.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 1:55:25 GMT
Seriana sat down next to Des. She probably would be moving just because she preferred the center of class.
Sean came in with Micah and sat next to the scared girl from first period. He smiled warmly at her but didn't say anything. She was so skittish he was afraid he'd say something wrong. He looked up at the teacher. Damn she was fine! He liked her language too.
Shailynn came in and sat down. She hated assigned seating but it was only for a bit. It's not like she had very many friends but Marie was in here and sitting behind her and across the room.
Braden came in and scowled when he had to sit next to Micah. This was bullshit. He needed to keep Seri away from him. He knew his type. He would use her and then throw her away like a napkin. That wasn't going to happen. Not on his watch.
Jameson came in looking extremely tired and groggy. His eyes were bloodshot and he had a bottle of water in his hand. Courtney stood outside the room and tried to get Raziel's attention so she could talk to her.
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 2:11:28 GMT
El noticed the other woman, "Right, like I said mark you name in the book on your desk. Once that is done, please someone gather the extras and stack them on the back table. Then you can sit where ever you like. Give me just a moment, please." She walked to the door to see what the other woman wanted.
Micah finished his name and then stood to gather the unneeded books and placed them on the back counter. Then he moved to find a seat next to Sean and closer to the red head. She was pretty and seemed nice, but to be completely honest, the reason he was so drawn to her was mostly just to see how many times her tag along's head could spin around before he started spitting green-pea soup. Right now, all he was doing was talking and flirting. That never hurt anyone. He wasn't going to narrow down his target on the first day.... Not to mention, the girls needed to come to him. That's how he got his glamour, drawing them in until they threw themselves at him. The life of an Unseelie Satyr was good! When he wasn't being hunted down.
Kat grabbed her book and quickly moved to one of the back corner desk and sunk into it. Hoping that she wouldn't have to speak in this class.
Des just smiled at the pretty girl next to him. "Hey, what kinda car you been workin on, you?" He noticed the grease on her hands and had smelled the motor oil on her clothes. Girls that honestly knew anything about cars were awesome!
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 2:23:48 GMT
Courtney smiled as the other teacher came out. "Hey sorry to bug you. I just wanted you to know that the boy that came in last, Jameson, he's my baby brother. He's not on drugs, I swear. He had an episode in his last class that I had to help him out with so he's tired now. I'm not asking you to give him a huge break, just wanted you to know that he's incredibly groggy right now."
Braden put himself in between Seri and the asshole the best he could. Sean smirked at Micah. This year was going to be fun. He finally had a friend that understood him.
Seri smiled at Des. "Am I that obvious? Oh well. It's nothing special. My dad's car constantly breaks down and I fix it because he doesn't really know how. Its a stupid Honda Civic. I'm hoping Trystan will have us working on better vehicles in shop."
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 2:38:29 GMT
"No problem. It's a pretty easy class first day. Thanks for the heads up." She smiled and walked back into the classroom.
"Welcome to World History. If any of you prefer to go by something other than the name on my roster, just let me know. Just remember my first piece of advice. And choose wisely, I will call you that for the rest of the year and I will be sure to notify administration that it was your request. So, just so you know. You will have four major projects, one each quarter. Two tests, a midterm in December and your final in May. The projects will be individual, I want to know how well you understand the material, not how good you are at convincing your group mates to do your work for you. We will cover each of the major time periods that shaped the world as we know it. Rise and fall of Rome, French Revolution, the Rise of the Industrial age, World War one and two, the Rise and fall of communism as well as some other tidbits that I find specially interesting. We won't cover much of America's involvement in particular. Rather everything else that existed long before this hunk of rock was colonized by a lost and drunken Dutchman. I can be cool, if you let me. Or I can be a tyrant, I may not look it, but I have it in me, and I promise you have not seen the hell I can make your life. Don't make me ignore my own advice. So, if anyone wants to change their name or has a question, speak now or forever hold your pieces."
Des raised his hand. "I go by Des, please." He really hated his full name his father used it when he was angry and it just sounded like a pansy name. The only person he didn't get upset with was his mother. She had chosen the name and she loved it. And he loved his mother and would never do anything in the world to hurt her feelings.
El wrote it down on her roster. "Alright. Anyone or anything else?" She looked around the room
Kat really didn't care what people called her, and she didn't want everyone's attention on her, so she didn't speak.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 2:50:34 GMT
Shailynn raised her hand. If she had the option she'd take it. "I generally go by Shay."
Everyone else went by whatever she wanted to call them. Seri didn't raise her hand simply because only the people she was close to called her that. And right now, the person closest to her was getting on her nerves. She had half a mind to flirt with every guy she could just to piss him off. So she opened her notebook and set it on the side of her desk so that Des could see it. Then she wrote: "You work on cars?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 2:59:55 GMT
Des moved reached over and wrote on her paper "All the time. My dad is a mechanic and my Uncle builds bikes."
"Alright. A few other things" She started passing out a packet of papers what outlined their first project and a general course sylubys. "One, if we are having a test or a presentation, please feel free to bring in a snack or drink. Just make sure you have enough to share. Test days and presentation days are marked on your sylubis, and they are pot lucks. I understand that we have lunch right after this eat as much or as little as you want. I will bring in donughts and bagles, if I'm feeling frisky, I might order pizza. And Cell phones!!! I know that everyone has them, don't have them out while I'm lecturing, while your class mates are giving a presentation or while even one test is still on a desk. If you do, I will take it and I hear that our IT guy loves to hack phones and see who has incriminating evidence on their devices to put on facebook." She smirked.
"If it is not one of those three instances, I don't care if you have it out. Please, if you MUST take a phone call, go in the hall. And you may listen to music while your working on homework, which I will give you time in class for. I know you all have lives outside of these four walls and I'm sure you are very busy people."
"Now, I'm sure most of you know each other, but I'm the new person here. So each of you get to ask me one question. Anything at all, school related or not. Just remember the cardinal rule, ladies and gentlemen."
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Day one
Oct 12, 2015 3:11:59 GMT
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 3:11:59 GMT
Braden raised his hand. "Is this the first class you've taught at a high school level? Cuz you seem more like a college professor."
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 3:28:49 GMT
She smirked. "This morning I taught my first solo class in my life. I was a student teacher last year for district five hundred and I student taught the year before at Sumner."
Des spoke next. "I saw your first name on my class list, but I have no idea how to pronounce it."
She laughed. "It's Raziel." She loved her name, it was so much better than 'Tammi' her birth name was awful. It wasn't until Diaval and Israfil took her in and helped her turn her life around that she felt worthy of something better. That was when her Mom gave her a new name. One to be proud of. One that let her truely leave the past behind.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 3:35:25 GMT
Seri had her question ready quickly. "I happened to see your jacket and I can't help but ask, do you work on bikes?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 3:46:17 GMT
"I do, a bit. It's a hobby I picked up from my Dad." She smiled at the girl, seeing her eyes light up when she spoke.
Micah was next. "So what is your biggest pet peeve?"
She just got a sour look on her face. "Kiss asses... You have been warned." She just ground her teeth thinking about the pretentious little bitch she'd had in class this morning.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 3:50:41 GMT
Shay asked her question next. "What do you do in your spare time?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 4:00:17 GMT
"I read and I ride my Harley. I do a lot of charity Rides with my MC"
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Day one
Oct 12, 2015 16:39:43 GMT
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Post by storyteller on Oct 12, 2015 16:39:43 GMT
Seri wrote on her notebook again so Des could see it. "What do you like working on the best?"
One of the kids in the back called out, "What MC are you part of?"
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Day one
Oct 12, 2015 17:11:18 GMT
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Post by Admin on Oct 12, 2015 17:11:18 GMT
"I love old muscle cars. What about you?"
El leaned back against her desk. "B.A.C.A. It stands for bikers against child abuse."
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