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Post by aurag2 on Jul 3, 2010 7:28:32 GMT 10
Brian closed his door in the parking lot, taking in the look of his new school. He looked around and saw kids of all shapes and sizes. Holding his laptop bag next to him, he wandered through the parking lot of teenagers.
Once inside, he made his way to his new class room: room 207. It was small, but brightly lit. The walls were white and the floors light blue tiles. It had about 20 desks with seperate chairs.
He wrote the words "Mythology 101" on the black board with orange chalk. He nodded.
The bell rang and the class came into the hall.
He got ready to teach his class. But he also kept his goal in mind. He had to keep an eye out for werewolves hidden in the high school as the rumours were saying.
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Post by Margie on Jul 3, 2010 10:02:38 GMT 10
Valerie looked into her new class. She had just failed one class on her half yearly report, just art and the school had decided to move her to a different class. She frowned as she looked around at the double desked classroom, she was in this room for rollcall so she knew it well but it still looked somehow different. The desks were set up in three rows, very plain, not like some of the other classrooms. On the board she saw the words 'Mythology 101' which made her sigh audiably and shake her head. She knew this class was going to be stupid, the only way it wouldn't be, would be if the teacher was a protettore, hunter or even a creature though she doubted that. She could tell from just looking at him that he was human.
She lined upwith the rest of the class, so many faces that she'd never seen before, a couple that she'd sat next to before and had small conversatons with. When the teacher let the class into the room she sat down next to one of the people that she had talked to before, she couldn't remember the girl's name but after starting a conversation with her she found it out. She got out her pencil case and a new exercise book and waited for the teacher to start the class. She judged a lot of teachers by how they started a class, especially the first time she was in the teachers class. |
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Post by aurag2 on Jul 3, 2010 11:27:28 GMT 10
Brian gazed around the room; checking out the new students. He recognized only one student: Valerie. He knew Valerie from filing all of her protettore reports and training progress behind the scenes, but she had never seen him before. The protettores didn't know about him. He was kept a secret to most because he kept very important protettore work and secrets.
He walked to the front of the class room. The kids were loud and wouldn't pay attention to him. He needed a way to get their attention, but instead, he decided to have a little fun.
He walked up to Valerie. "So, did you hear those wolf howls last night?" By now some class members were listening. "They sounded awfully real, done you think Valerie?"
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Post by Margie on Jul 3, 2010 11:47:22 GMT 10
Valerie smiled as the teacher couldn't get the class to be quiet, this was going to be one of those classes where you don't learn anything and Valerie was going to be moved again, she was happy about that, she didn't want to be in a stupid mythology class when she had learned everything about the supernatural world from her parents. She sat back in her chair and folded her arms across her chest, watching as everyone around her chatted, gossiped, threw paper airplanes and did everything they could think of to annoy the poor teacher.
Then the teacher walked up to Valerie and began talking to her. Everyone in desks around her turned their attention to him as he talked about wolf howls. She wasn't going to let him knoww she knew anything about werewolves, she was going to act as if she thought they were stories, fairytales, myths since this class was called mythology. "Everyone knows wolves don't live in Australia. The howling comes from other wild dogs, ones that have escaped captivity and also sometimes dingos. Wolves are one of the few species that weren't introduced to our country as they weren't needed for food or work or to control other plants or animals from multiplying too quickly." she smiled at the teacher before unfolding her arms and resting them on her desk. |
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Post by aurag2 on Jul 3, 2010 12:00:43 GMT 10
"Very smart Valerie. You seem to know a lot about their locations," he said bluffing it for the human students.
He huffed out a breath of air and made his way back to the front of the class.
"This," he started off, throwing a huge thick text book on the desk, " is the text book for this semesters curriculum. Now, we could learn all this for the final exam." The class booed at him.
"Or, we could do fun projects year long if you stay quiet and work hard."
"Its your choice," he said, taking a seat on his desk.
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Post by Margie on Jul 3, 2010 12:11:56 GMT 10
Valerie had a feeling that she may not be dealing with a normal human teacher, she was starting to get the feeling that this teacher was either a protettore or a hunter and she was hoping he wasn't a hunter as she didn't want to have to be tought by one. She had been friends with them before, she was dating one but she did not want to be taught about the supernatural, or mythical, world by one. He walked up to the front of the classroom and again and Val wondered if he was going to remember to tell the class his name. She laughed at the thought, teachers that forgot to do that were dumb.
She looked at the teacher wide eyed as he dropped the biggest text box she'd ever seen on his desk. Everyone else in the classroom feel silent as he explained the two ways he could teach us. The only thing that could make this class worse would be learning from the gigantic textbook and Val was not going to let that happen. Everyone was silent showing that they didn't want to learn from that thing except for one girl, the girl next to Val. Val glared at the girl, giving her an almost death stare which shut her up. A talkative girl was not going to make this class hell for Val. She raised her hand to ask what the teachers name was then remembered that the teacher had been using Val's name, a teacher could not learn names that quickly. She kept her hand raised but she was going to ask a completely different question. |
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Post by aurag2 on Jul 3, 2010 13:39:46 GMT 10
He hadn't noticed that he had forgotten his name. He seemed to do that with all his other classes too, but he was sure that his students weren't so dumb that they didn't see the sign on the door that said "Room 207, Mr. Leroy, Mythology 101" all in layers underneith eachother.
He watched and chuckled to himself as the class turned quiet instantly. 'Good idea,' he thought to himself. He honestly didn't want to mark a bunch of boring question sheets from the textbook rather than fun creative assignments. This way, it was easier for both of them. But he was serious. If they didn't behave, it would be quiet textbook class with tons of homework.
He walked to his pedastal in the front of the classroom. He leaned up against it a little bit appearing lazy although he was in great protettore condition. He stared down at the attendance sheet, calling the first name on the list "Anderson, Carol". He heard a quick "Present" and looked up to see who it was, but instead he saw Valerie raising her hand.
"Yes Valerie?" he asked her.
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Post by Margie on Jul 3, 2010 14:26:45 GMT 10
Valerie frowned as she asked the question. "How do you know my name?" She folded her arms across her chest again and almost glared at the teacher trying to remember is she had seen him anywhere before. She for once went back to memories of when she was a kid and she could slightly remember seeing him on one of her visits to the protettore hall, so that's how he may have knew her but she'd never talked to him so that still doesn't explain how he knew her name. Maybe he just read it on the roll and knew it was her, maybe they ha started using photo rolls. They use them in rollcall but she hadn't thought they would in classes as well. She just shruged mentally and waited for the teacher to answer the question. |
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Post by andria on Jul 12, 2010 12:17:52 GMT 10
"Sorry I am late!", Adrian said with his thick Italian accent. bursting into the classroom. His bag had slpit in the middle of the hallway and it took him forever to collect all the books and pappers by himself when everyone else abvoided him. He struggled to an empty desk at the back of the classroom holding all of his books and saw Vallerie. He gave her a half smile and slumped into his seat covering half of his face with one hand hoping the stares will go away.
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