βεнιи∂ сℓσѕε∂ ∂σσяѕ {semi-lit; accepting}

[rinslet walker;]

Renesve

Renesve blinked open her deep brown eyes, still half in dreamworld, the beeping of her alarm clock like the buzzing of a fly in her ear. She pushed her self into a sitting position, rubbing her eyes quickly and slamming a manicured hand down on the clock, accidentally knocking onto the hardwood floor. Not bothering to pick it up, she threw her light blue covers off of her and jumped out of bed before she could fall asleep again. She shuffled toward the door, ready to throw some Cheerios into a bowl and then doze of again when she remembered- today's the first day of school!

Groaning, she headed toward her closet and shifted through all her dressy work clothes, the wardrobe she had spent so much money on. She finally picked out a short pink dress and white tights, along with her favorite paor of clicking-on-the-floor heeled boots. Then she shuffled downstairs and ate her Cheerios, flipped through the channels on the TV until she got to the news, and started flat ironing her hair while the ugly old man on the screen droned on and on. Frustrated by his horrid looks, she shut of the TV and slammed down the flat iron, carefully turning it off afterwards.

She grabbed her bag and her cellphone of the desk leaning against the wall in the kitchen and walked out the door, locking it on her way out. SHe jumped into her old Mustang and hit the gas pedal as hard as she could, driving like a maniac all the way to the school.

Once she arrived, she hurried down the hall to her classroom and placed her bag on a little table on the back, sitting down for a moment to catch her breath.

[baestille]

{Can my two girls run the school dances?? Just like plan them??}

[Inatae]

{Don't see why not, but try to get some other people into the planning as well. Dances at my school are co-ordinated by a team of at least 10 teachers, plus the Student Senate, so there's a lot of space for character involvement.
Which month are you planning to hold the dance?}

[baestille]

{Well the first one.... sometime next month. So around August? Would that be okay?}

[blackoutTaxonomist]

((Hey, not to spam up the thread too intensely, but I just want to let you guys know that I've been snooping around here and reading the posts, I'm just waiting for everyone to actually get their first post in before I start strutting around and being silly. Also, I am in the process of finishing my essay and should stop logging on so I can get it done... Whenever that is done, I shall post. C: Sorry about the delay! Also, what is this about a dance? |D did you say in August? I'm very confused now.))

[Inatae]

{It's my fault, I forgot to post the month along with the school events and only just realised. I messaged them about it, hopefully something will work out.}

[LaMariposayLaOruga]

(Oh, um, sorry about starting class, I'll just hold off posting until the principal takes action, until then my posting status will be frozen for the time being..)

[intriguing]

~ Miss Jenkins ~

Natalie smiled and nodded, snapping out of her miserable daydream, at least it hadn't displayed on her face just quite how depressed she was. "You don't have to call me miss you know, I much prefer being called Lee," she said to him, an easy amiable smiling rising to her face as they walked slowly along. She had not seen the students that Jack had who were lurking around school, she just looked up at him instead. "Well, I am glad someone has confidence in him, in the time I've worked here I don't reckon I've ever really known what he was doing," she said, then added, "But he always does seem to knowing what he is doing himself," she looked at it fairly, and all in all he was a very good principal for the school, a nice man too once you understood him. "How was your holidays, not too much marking I hope," said Natalie, who had, in her usual fashion, crammed most of her work into the first few weeks of the holidays, then she ahd time to relax for the rest. She had even managed to get back home to visit her family in London, which was quite lovely really.

[blackoutTaxonomist]

(Oh, um, sorry about starting class, I'll just hold off posting until the principal takes action, until then my posting status will be frozen for the time being..)

(( >B) Clark's public awaits!))

.:Clark Carr:.

Deciding he had enough of the student manual, Clark glanced at his watch and decided it was about time to strut around and check up on everyone. It was about 8:45 and class would be starting within 15 minutes. His thoughts drifted to Scarlet, the vice-principal, and he wondered what on earth she could possibly be up to. He was about to go visit with her to sync notes when he heard his name in the halls. He could not quite hear what Natalie was saying, so he decided to go over and investigate.
"Good morning, you two young people. Oh, it always strikes me how quiet everyone is in the morning." Pausing a moment to let that sink in, he quickly veered to a different subject. "It is a beautiful day!" He exclaimed, patting Jack on the shoulder and then pointing a finger at Natalie. "Now you two have a good time with your first classes--I'm going to see if I can track down that Maddix fellow. He's a slippery one, he is. Never trust a man with a pet rabbit."
To the contrary, Clark enjoyed spending time with Maddix and did not believe Waffles made him any less of a trustworthy person. In fact, Clark enjoyed the class pet. He would usually not consider allowing pets, but Waffles was an exception. There was something about the quibbling nose that just could not be resisted.
Clark gave one last wave to Jack and Natalie, and with a skip in his step made his way to the cafeteria. He suspected many teachers would be in there bumming the cafeteria ladies for some coffee. The staff lounge coffee maker was on its last legs and Clark figured he would just go out and buy a new one. The teachers deserved it! They worked hard. Yes... That is what he would do. But first, find Maddix and engage him in a rousing debate. He wondered what sort of response he could arouse out of the science teacher if he told him that over the summer he had converted to Christianity and that evolution was a crock. Clark giggled to himself, deciding that he would leave that one for another day. Oh, how he loved his job and colleagues.

Of course, he needed to make his speech soon. He wondered how he could put Scarlet on the spot this year...

[LaMariposayLaOruga]

~Simon Simmons~

"You can always trust dishonest men to be dishonest, its the honest ones you have to look out for.."

Simon got up and walked out of the cafeteria with sudden disinterest in Clark's annual speech, it had become a bit daft tiresome he supposed. So he had decided to go prepare for his first period class, which was always an hour of chaotic destruction, it took time to be ready for those bloody devils.
Writing out his name on the chalk board as always, he underlined it with emphasis, then took a sip of his hot (getting cold) coffee, he could never be energized enough in the mornings without some caffeine. He clapped his hands together,"Lets do this.." he muttered with conviction. He rubbed his nose, posed in an authoritative position when the first student walked in, he whistled to him,"Welcome.." he spread his arms with that same merry grin he was always complimented on,"..please! Take a seat.." Simon tapped the board,"Call me Mr.Simmons, and you are?" Jack pointed his switch at the nervous boy,"..Mathew Boyett..sir."
Simon laughed, almost hysterically, and smiled with joy,"I like you kid.." he chuckled under his breath as others came in..

~Jack Whitman~

"I am the smartest man in the world for i know that i know nothing."

Jack blushed at her words of encouragement to call you by a nickname, nodding meekly, he hadn't realized she had walked ahead until moments later, hurrying along behind her to catch up, trying to act casual which he clearly failed at. When she asked him about his holidays he had to give it a second's thought, so he leaned his elbow against a door frame, his head tilted to the side and his eyes capturing a sort of distant look in them, he smiled, drawing in breath to tell her a funny christmas movie he had seen at the theaters, when Clark came by, Jack knew it was him by the booming voice that filled the halls, turning he returned a jolly smile his way.."Madix? Last time i saw that fool was by the coffee machine.." Jack pointed down the hall to the cafeteria doors and winked,"He'll never know you're coming, Clark.." waving to him when he left their pleasant company.
Jack sighed,"Clark is such a silly 'ole man.." he chuckled.