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Post by vamperious on Sept 19, 2011 12:02:49 GMT -5
It was dark out when he arrived at the school. As usual for the past year he arrived at exactly 6:15 am to set up his class. He liked everything to be neat and orderly, the janitors never touched his room since he did everything himself. Nodding to the janitor who was mopping the front hallway he crossed the dry section of floor and down the east hallway to his class. Room 127 East Lecture Hall. The sign beside the door read, he didn't like the numbers but he never complained out loud. He hated the number 7- it was an odd number. He kept to himself in the teachers lounge for a few months till he got used to his schedule and then every one got to know him very well. He was charismatic and charming and always had a way out of any situation. Quite a few of the female teachers wanted a date but he always politely declined with the fact that he had papers to grade. He was a teacher in an advanced class, he enjoyed smart student-students who fell behind he offered them a chance to drop to a less intense class, they usually took it since he gave them a good grade if they dropped. Physics wasn't an easy class -especially if you weren't there for the lecture or if you didn't get notes- you were almost doomed. The only plus out of the class was that they only met twice a week and a test once a month. It was an accelerated course so it was very intense but few students could keep up properly. He was organizing some papers he was to pass back out today at his desk when his phone rang, looking at it he sighed, it was his co-worker. Flipping it open he put the phone to his ear. "Professor Schwartz." "Hey, Its Amelia- I wanted to inform you that there is enrollment this week in the main office so you might get a few more kids in your class. Please have notes ready and a copy of your recorded lectures for them." Said the dean, she was in charge of the new students and she was very strict with every one. "Yes mama', Thank you for informing me."
He closed his phone and put it back on his desk. looking back down at the paper titled, Quantum chromodynamics from his previous lecture, the student understood the equations but not how to read the chart, marking them down a grade, leaving them at a C he put it aside. The next few papers weren't any better. So he stood up and grabbed his chalk stepping to the smart board and began to draw an example chart for the class to warm up on. This was going to be a fun class playing catch up with the students starting to get behind. He sighed when he finally finished scribing on the board to his usual perfection. He hated messy hand writing, so every paper had to be typed. A few students walked into the door. They were his usual early students, they were getting their things out and getting every thing looked over carefully on their lap tops to make sure it was ready to turn in. They each said 'good morning', he nodded in acknowledgment to each one. "I have your papers graded- I will hand them out at the start of class today. "
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Post by kimcora on Sept 19, 2011 18:54:17 GMT -5
(Except wear a pair of glasses, the wire rim ones, but their just for show, not for sight) “Claire Beckett,” The secretary called, making the girl sitting in the chair jump up from her chair. “Yes ma’am, sorry I’ve been here an hour and-“ “Are you Miss Beckett?” Claire blinked and nodded quickly in response. “Right then, well here’s your schedule. You’ll see all your class rooms highlighted in red, no need for mummy to point it out to you.” She said, her eyes flicking up from her glasses, her look completely unamused. “Thank you. Um, where exactly is the East Lecture Hall-““I suggest you don’t dally, sweetie, you have 5 minutes till class starts.” Claire felt her mouth fall open but quickly snapped it shut when she heard a bell ring. She nearly slipped in the hallway of tile, slidding on the tile in her flats as she made it around the third corner of the school. ‘Where the hell is this class?!’ She was panting now, after jogging down another few corridors, past students who stared at her weirdly. Then again she was used to being stared at, even when she was in the states. She never really quite fit in to a uniform place, seeing as her father traveled as a photographer and journalist and her mother…well her mother had been the prodigy child from Newcastle, that had attended this school on a scholarship, much like Claire. That was mostly the reason why out of all the places she could have gone, she chose to come to England. Granted she’d heard from the other students in the foreign exchange program that this school was hard, the teachers severe and the work load was astronomical, but…she wanted to give it a try, just to see if she could hang like her mother… In the middle of her path, a couple yelling at one another quickly and in heavy Cagney. Claire slammed to a halt but couldn’t evade slidding and running into the large male. He whirled on her, his flawless face, full head of blonde hair, and narrowed blue eyes hitting her almost as hard as his built frame had. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to-“ She stammered, trying to fix the glasses back to her face. His eyes widened and she saw his lips twitch up in a sneer. “Sod off will you, this isn’t a place for a damn yank!” He snarled, shoving Claire out of the way and into the girl. She caught Claire by the arm before she could fall over. “Oh sorry-I didn’t mean to interrupt…” She said with a rather confused and frazzled look towards the girl. She gave Claire a tisk and flipped some of her obviously dyed black hair over her shoulder. “No problem, friend. Just ignore him. That smarmy git. The rubbish that comes out that man’s mouth is downright beastly.” She hissed before looking to Claire with a bright smile. “Don’t look so scared kid. Honestly his bark is worse than his bite. Total tosh in my opinion.” Claire blinked at her staring wide eyed at her use of words. She had no clue what she was even saying, or at least most of it. The girl’s grey blue eyes flicked down to the paper in Claire’s hands. “Well now, you’re a new face. The names Paige Albright, people call me Posh.” She smirked at Claire’s shy aversion of the eyes and plucked the schedule from her hands. “Claire Beckett? An American? Totally Brill!” She giggled, putting an arm around Claire’s shoulder, shoving her head near her rather obvious cleavage and making her bend awkwardly. “Um, thank you…?” Claire replied quietly and Paige let out a loud laugh. “You’re welcome Kitten. And you can thank me later, in class. We have Physics together!!” Claire didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared pale, so she settled for a mix of both, displayed clearly on her face as they walked into the room. “Hey, teach!” Paige all but shouted when they walked in the room, her arm still around Claire’s neck. “Got fresh meat for the class. Wonder how long this one will last?” She gave Claire a wink, in a way Claire guessed meant she was kidding. Claire shyly looked from Paige to the Professor, giving him a small mousy look. “Hello sir…” She said, before being snatched up the area to a desk next to Paige. The men, and women, in the room looked up when Paige walked by with the new girl, some of the men winking at Claire and giving Paige a bit of a hassle to find out what she was doing with a “yank”. Claire was severely confused by the terms and when Paige forced her down in the seat next to her, she gave a small gulp. Shakily she grabbed her note books and pens, her hands trying to adjust her glasses. This day was beginning to make her worry it was going to be hell, she just hoped this class would prove to be better.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 20, 2011 13:57:48 GMT -5
(( Minor BIO: Name: Matthew Schwartz Age: 25 Occupation: Advanced placement Physics professor History: A young student of the very school that was promoted to his own class as a professor due to his college thesis on Physics, has been a professor for 2 years now.)) Listening to Posh yell int he hall way he rolled his eyes, his most promising student and the loudest as well. "Paige- would you keep your voice down before I kick you out of class." He said as he glared at her over his glasses. He didn't even see the new girl. He never expected anyone to take his class this late in the semester though he was informed of a possibility of it. As soon as the bell rang he turned around and looked at his desk, grabbing his attendance sheet. Making check marks but his eyes stopped on the girl he had never seen before in the desk next to Paige. "Miss, are you in my class now?"A few students started talking and he silenced them with a glare on their comments on the 'yank' coming to class. "Mr. Richards- Watch your tone-I am the teacher." The boy sat back in his chair with a glare, he hated being told off. "Welcome to the UK, My name is Professor Schwartz. I'm the Advanced placement Physic professor here." He looked at Paige to see her reaction to things since she was practically in charge of the class- thought he didn't really trust her to tutor the new girl. "I have your notes for what you have missed so far." Handing a stack of papers to Paige he requested her to pass them out. "Miss, I need to ask you some information after class If you would stop by on your way out of the room." Getting up he went back to the board behind his desk and got his lazer pointer. "Who can tell me what this is?" He looked around the room and the questioning started. He didn't concern himself with the new student just yet- looked her over completely til the final bell rang. He took a breath then, he had the class on edge in his lecture about how the Photons and the Higgs never mix stably. Taking his seat finally he took a sip of his coffee. It had gotten cold during his two hour lecture, not that he minded too much.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 21, 2011 15:51:53 GMT -5
To Claire’s surprise, Paige had all but flown through the notes, stopping occasionally to check to see if Claire had a handle on things. Claire found she was not only exhausting herself with trying to write every little thing that was said in the room, a bad habit she had with note taking. However, she actually could write it all down and consumed what she could of the lesson in a sitting. Some things that were explained were things she hadn’t yet seen, some terms foreign, but enough of it was explained that she got the gist of things. When the class finally ended and everyone started packing up, she felt herself drifting from the zoned out worker bee mode to her mousy usual self. She even jumped a little when Paige tossed her bag on the table beside her so that she could put her stuff into the bag. “I would fail this class if Schwartz wasn’t so proper and young. I can’t seem to learn a thing from the monotone old farts they try to make teach sciences here.” Paige huffed, running a hand through her long hair so that it cascaded down her shoulder. Claire nodded quietly in agreement, her eyes flicking up for a moment to the professor at his desk. He sure did look young for a professor, not that it made him any less intelligent or anything. After all that probably had to have been the most intense lecture she’d been through in a while. She just was used to seeing the older men, ones that really seemed to only want to be there to teach the class and get the hell out of there. “Don’t worry Kitten, I’ll see you later right?” Claire blinked pausing as she worked to put her stuff back in her bag. “Sure..I would like that Paige-““It’s Posh! Gosh Claire, hey that rhymes or at least it sorta kinda does-“ “Posh, get over here and spill what’s going on between you and Daniel!” Claire watched Paige leave, the bubbly and enthusiastic way she greeted others. Momentarily, she tried to imagine herself actually like that and gave a quick shake of her head. She couldn’t be a Posh even if she tried, hell she didn’t think anyone could match up to that girl’s animation. She walked up to the professor’s keeping her eyes down at the floor till she walked up to him. She looked up at him, her face taking on a bit of soft seriousness. “You had something to ask sir?”
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Post by vamperious on Sept 23, 2011 11:23:32 GMT -5
He looked up at her a bit confused but hen he remembered, ti was the new girl. "Yes, I needed your name and a copy of your schedule so you can come in for tutoring. If you need it. Here are your notes for the first segment." He handed her a rather large stack of papers.He looked back down at his papers,"You will be coming in when you have a free block so I can ensure you can keep up in my class. And please ignore the vulgar language in the room- they are have a chip is all." He smiled up at her and he just noticed she had a very pretty face, noting her face he was thinking of checking her student file tonight. He was curious as to how old she was, as well as how she got into his class. "If you have any questions in class please write them down, I answer questions at the end of class- not during lecture. And don't go out with Paige. She is a hooligan if ever I knew one- but a smart one too- a bad combination. But a good student so be careful. And please- DON'T come to class intoxicated or on any substances. I will not tolerate it." He went on with the usual speak since it was part of the rules to explain them to the students.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 23, 2011 21:43:58 GMT -5
“Of course, I understand…but you won’t have worry about my judgment. I don’t drink. And I won’t start.” Claire said, though a little shocked by his judgment of Paige, though not enough to really cause much change for her. Paige looked like a party girl, but balanced her schedule well. She brushed the hair from her face as she looked to her bag. She grabbed the schedule from her bag, taking a picture of it with her phone before passing the schedule to the professor. “And my name is Claire Beckett. It’s a pleasure to be joining your class.” She looked Schwartz over, having a hard time keeping her eyes down. Something about him drew her eye, maybe it was his handsome face… She threw that thought out the window quickly trying to focus on his words, not his face. She flipped through the large stack of paper and felt an unease rising within her. “I might just have to come and play catch up.” She said, as she noticed some of terms she didn’t know were on the packet.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 24, 2011 20:24:12 GMT -5
He smiled at her comment, but he himself had a drink every so often- to relieve stress. Watching as she pushed the hair out of her face he decided he liked her hair- it looked soft and he wanted to touch it- but he refrained himself, looking down before she returned her gaze from her bag. When she gave him her schedule he smiled," Direct- that will get you far in life. Hello Miss Beckett. And thank you- If your bright- It should be my pleasure." He noticed her staring at him a bit but he did his best not to blush at her- or make her feel odd about it. "You will indeed have to come and study me- I mean- with me-." He did blush then knowing he had made a very big mess up. He was never good on one on one conversations. "You better hurry off down the hall-Third door on the left to you other lecture. Its about to start." He handed her schedule back to her before she left- he made noted on how to get to each class and where they were as well as the teachers name.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 25, 2011 10:37:59 GMT -5
Claire blinked at Professor Schwartz’s words, especially his mistake and the fact that she was about to miss her next class. “Ah-thanks-see you later Professor.” She said hurrying out of the room. She couldn’t help the fact that Schwartz had a certain little charm to him but she knew that the brilliant types usually did. He called her “direct” and even mentioned “if she were bright”. She thought back on that idea, the need she would have to study with him. Why was it that she was nervous? She never really worked well under pressure and she always worried about proving herself to others. She couldn’t fail herself by freezing up in Schwartz’s class after all because of the intensity. She had to prove herself. She entered the class room and took a seat, closest to the front, since most people tried to congregate to the back. She found keeping close to the door allowed her as minimal interactions with others as possible. Besides most of the people in her class seemed to ignore her anyways, after all she was the new foreign scholarship student. Class flew by in a lot shorter time it seemed, since English was one of her strong points she was able to take things in at a stronger pace. By the time she’d grabbed her bag and made her way out the door, she found Paige waiting for her outside, smirk plastered on her face. “So, have fun in English Litrature, newbie?” She asked and Claire gave a small nod. “I have to do research though…50 pages worth of reading from the English Renaissance era.” She said quietly and Posh nodded. “Yeah, Mrs.-I mean-Dr. Morgan doesn’t spare the new students any luxuries. She’s an old bat in my opinion, but you learn more about an author than you feel comfortable. But I can show you the library if you like? It’s a pretty easy path to find if you know where to look.” At Paige suddenly putting her arm around her, Claire was reminded of what Schwartz had said about her. Claire couldn’t risk losing her scholarship by hanging out with the wrong people. She tried not to look uncomfortable as Paige rambled about the layout of the school, how it was “totally stupid” how they organized the classes by their elitist stature of teachers and class rankings. When they got to the library she had just gotten on about talking about jobs offered on campus, when a familiar face crossed Claire’s vision. It was the guy she’d run into, on his way out of the library, heading straight for them. “Oi, Danny, got another round for me?” Paige said to him as he passed and he gave her a small sneer. “Shut it Posh.” He looked to Claire for a moment before all but turning his nose up at her and leaving. Claire felt her breath catch in her throat as she instantly let her eyes fall to the floor. “Well then, lets find this book of yours.” Paige pulled Claire over to a table towards the back of the library so they could set their stuff down. “I think what you’re looking for is in the 500 to 600 range. I’ll go check there if you’ll take the 400’s and 500's.” With that Paige was off like a shot, leaving Claire to wander on her lonesome, not that she minded the silence and the stares of irritation that disappeared when Paige’s loud behavior went with her. She wandered along the different isles of shelves, looking at titles and covers as she went. She knew she was getting close to what she was looking for when she found a bio on Shakespeare and things on the Tudor family. Finally she spotted a book she was looking for, up high on a shelf that she was having trouble reaching. She looked for a ladder but when she found none, she was forced to keep reaching for it like a child struggling in the kitchen to reach for the cookie jar. Thank god, she was determind, so much so she couldn’t notice how ridiculous she must have looked stretched on the tip of her toes, her finger tips barely grazing the books spine.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 27, 2011 9:49:28 GMT -5
He was still a student but a student/ teacher, it was complicated. Some people called him Matt- others called him Professor...He lost track who was who now a day. Some of his friends took his class most of who- failed out in he first week. All thought his girlfriend was a bit of a snob. She was overly jealous and never gave him space- so he hid at school. He was rather going to enjoy the new student ad the study sessions. During his lectures he left his phone on his desk since she was texting him about what he was doing- every hour. Natalie was an over obsessive girl he finally decided on day and tried to break up with her but she threatened to kill herself- making him stuck with her. Sighing internally he brushed the thought off as he headed off to the library. He silenced the phone and put it back into his jacket pocket,he really needed to get rid of her- or try and make it work...Getting his phone back out he pressed the redial and waited till she picked up in an upset tone. "Natalie? Hey sorry to not answer- I was till in lecture.""You were still lecturing- okay that's fine- what are you doing now? Who are you with?""I'm heading into the library to study for my night class. I'm on lunch." "I'll bring you lunch." It was a statement not a question. She had already hung up the phone. Sighing he put his things down on a table that was reserved for teachers- so he had the table to himself. Getting out his paper he needed to write notes on he looked for the book, wanting to kick himself for forgetting it at home. Knowing the library had a copy he went to look for it knowing Natalie would be a few minutes yet.
He was getting a book on it however when he turned down the row he needed- he say the new student standing on tip toe reaching with all her might to get his book. He smiled a bemused smile," Here- let me get that for you." He knew he was probably going to scare her but he didn't mind- she had a cute face, and they needed to study any how he needed to know where they were meeting to study. "Dr. Morgan's class I take it? I just barely passed that old bat's class." He said trying to lighten up the tension in the isle. He felt like he was intruding on her free time but he in a way didn't care.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 27, 2011 20:21:27 GMT -5
Claire jumped slightly when he showed up, his voice making her quickly shrink away with a quick step till she realized who it was. "Oh, professor.." She said, giving him a soft smile in greeting since she was glad it was a familiar face. "Yeah, its for Dr. Morgan. She wants 50 pages before tomorrow." She said then blinked. "Oh-so you went to this school?" She asked, cocking her head to the side slighly in question. After all she couldn't tell if his looks weren't a false cover and he was actually much older than he looked. Then again was it her buisness to be asking this? "Well- I guess that isn't my buisiness-sorry-but thank you for the book." She said holding her hand out for it.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 28, 2011 10:27:41 GMT -5
Smiling at her he mused at her," I actually still go to school here- It's my second year. It doesn't matter- I'm your teacher and fellow student so its fine. Your welcome. " He said as he grabbed a book a few shelves down, smiling as he went back to his chair at the teachers table-Natalie was already there, and didn't look happy to be kept waiting. "Hello Natalie." "Hey honey- who were you talking to?" "One of my students. I was getting a book from the same row."She forced a smile as she saw females in the library, but took a seat next to him- he sighed and took a seat too opening his lunch as he propped the book open and began reading. Natalie was looking around the room and giving a few girls who had the nerve to look at him the evil eye. "Natalie...I think Its time you went home-Thanks for lunch- I need to study." "But I'm helping- I'm making sure no hussys come to talk to you Matt." Shaking his head he didn't seem happy," Home- I don't want you at my work or my school." She opened her mouth to argue but his face wasn't one to argue with- it was his teaching face. Getting up she tried planted a kiss on his cheek- he shrunk away from her- she pursed her lips then left. She knew he didn't like her but he was took soft to let her go if she was threatening her life. Looking up from his chips he glanced at Claire, enjoying the little swish in her step.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 28, 2011 17:30:20 GMT -5
Claire was surprised by Schwartz telling her that he still went to this school. Then again, should she be? He didn’t look old and beside what did it really matter? She was just glad he was nice to her and helped her get that dang book. She moved to leave the row of shelves when she noticed a woman with the professor, she paused behind the bookshelf and watched for a moment. She was pretty, obviously had a temper though by the way she glared at the other girls that so much as looked their way. Feeling like she was prying turned to her own table just in time to nearly be tackled by Posh, who was trying to balance a bunch of books. “Sorry got distracted. I found this…stuff! I dunno, too much tarry and not enough pomp if you ask me” She said and then noticed Claire didn’t seem as skiddish at the moment, as if her mind was on something. Posh looked up and saw Schwartz and Natalie. “oooh, curious about that are ya?” She grinned when Claire gave a shrug. “They’ve been dating a while. Most say it’s ‘cause her daddy is some kind of multi-millionaire that and the girl’s got famed claws of steel. Can’t say I blame her or him...” “Posh why would I really care about something like that?” Claire asked, adjusting her glasses to hide the fact it did interest her a little. Posh gave a shrug. “Too true. Well, let’s get this stuff done! I want to be able to really enjoy my next free period.” The two sat at the table, Posh babbling or flipping through books while Claire finished her work, nodding to some of things Posh said to show she was also paying attention to her. “So I was thinking, why is it a random American girl is suddenly here at the school? I mean honestly we don’t that many foreign transfers.” Claire looked up from her book, her finger on the sentence she’d been reading. “I received a scholarship to study abroad.” Posh pursed her lips. “Why here then? I would have gone to Japan or somewhere funner like that!” Claire gave a small smile. “My mother graduated from here. She always talked about how lovely it was here, what a great school it was…I just wanted to see what it was like…” She tried to go back to reading but of course Posh interrupted again. “So you gonna stay on campus?” Claire nodded. “Good, you’ll be close to all the good parties.” “I don’t party.” “ACK! Don’t say that! YOU SHOULD! I mean what kind of social suicide is that?!” Posh got a round of shushes for her loud out burst and she sank back into her seat. “Come on, you’ve at least got to try one. I’ll take you with to the next one.” Claire sighed but couldn’t help her smile. Posh really was trying to be friendly despite her loud nature. She kind of enjoyed her company despite the professors warning. Speaking of which, she was supposed to schedule a study/ catch up session for soon. Perhaps tomorrow, after all the earlier the better.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 28, 2011 19:26:40 GMT -5
The professor took a deep breath and watched as Posh talked her threw her work, though not on the same subjects. Putting his book on the return cart he packed his things and approached them. "Paige- feet off the table. Miss Beckett- We still need to plan out a study session for you to catch up on the work. When would you like to meet?"He was leaning on the table with his laptop bag at his hip. He was quite a catch but he was trying to get rid of the the last things he got stuck with. He still saw her lurking in the hallway out side the library, and he was therefore stalling. "Paige- also when and where was the next party? I was thinking about attending if that were okay- I need a day off...Natalie is driving me nuts- I have to escape." He was making small hints to Paige that he needed help getting rid of her but he doubted she would get it.
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Post by kimcora on Sept 28, 2011 22:32:57 GMT -5
Claire was surprised to find Schwartz over by them again, as well as how nonchalantly he talked with Paige. He even wanted to party with her after warning Claire against it. She had to slow her thoughts down and remind herself that he was a student too, young too. She looked back at him, and had no problem judging that for herself…She blinked at her thoughts quickly looking to Paige to dismiss them. Paige was looking at Schwartz with a smirk on her lips. “I hear ya teach. Well, Matt we’re having a study group for the new material in the PT building 351, its totally closed closet but Danny and the group from Psych is going to be there. Things should be interesting.” She said giving him a wink, knowing he would know that the PT building was cleaned out yesterday because of planned remodeling and that the guys from the Psych knew where to find the good music and drinks, also that anything they were involved in was never calm. She looked to cute little Claire, sitting there looking completely lost. “It’s the party Claire. The one I talked about? It’s tomorrow night. Of course, you’re welcome to go Matt.” Claire blinked now getting it. “But isn’t that bad-this is my first week after all-I don’t want to get in trouble with the staff-and besides-“ She had a lot more to lose in this situation than Paige. If she so much as slipped up, her ass was on the first plane back home, her scholarship revoked and her future thrown out of the perfect loop she had. Paige rolled her eyes throwing her hand over Claire’s mouth. “Look you’ve got to chill, as the American’s say. It’s alright to have a little fun here, I promise kitten.” She said before releasing Claire’s mouth. “Besides you two can schedule the study buddy group thing for the day after. Gives Claire time to adapt and at least let me help her figure out how to dress like ‘young adult’ and you to have time for social and to buff the claw marks out your skin. Totally brill plan right?” Paige leaned back in her chair looking the two over with a self-satisfied smirk. Claire thought for a moment before she nodded slightly, glancing to Schwartz well who she now knew was Matt, to see how he would react to Paige's forwardness that made Claire blush.
**Kay after your post Imma gonna jump to the party! too impatient!**
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Post by vamperious on Sept 29, 2011 9:41:05 GMT -5
((NOT IF I DO IT FIRST!!!! HAHAHAHAHA ;D ))Smiling at Posh he nodded, "Alright so the PT at around say 10? Sound good? and Should I bring somethings? Is that okay- I could always scare the poor idiot...and Don't worry Claire- you should go- make some new friends...Its now a teacher sponsored event if I'm going. I'll tell the staff custodians about it so they won't be there. It will be fine." He smiled at Posh knowing he just made it on her good side making it a legit party that was consequence free. "As for the study session- we can have it tomorrow morning- before class- If you want to come in early- I can sit a while and tutor you- or if your not a morning person we can do the session after school. Anything to get me out of the house." Matt noticed Claire blush- that was an unusual reaction- 'weird Americans'That night... He was dressed in his old casual when he was a student there before he taught. He wasn't sure if he was going to look like some of the students teacher which made him feel like he could have friends again- since Natalie and the fact that he was a teacher drove them away. Walking in to the PT building and finding the room he stood in the door way for a second, a few girls giving him a double take not realizing who he was- because he got a hair cut, so they wouldn't till tomorrow's lecture. "Eh-Posh! All right?" He said in his casual tone and manner of speaking- it was killing him to do so but he was trying to fit in a bit better.
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