Hestiant Teaching {Class}

[Nicolette]

This was the last thing she wanted to be doing. It had never been in her contract to teach such a class, but when the previous teacher suddenly disappeared without a trace, the class was left in need of an instructor. Mack assured her that she would only be needed to supervise, provide guidance, and aide those in need.

Brittany Hale, dressed in a shirt that came to just above her stomach and pair of mini shorts beneath a white doctor's coat along with black ankle boots, swallowed hard as she stood in the large room. The scent of old incense was thick in the air and it caused the blonde woman to become slightly light headed, though she managed to keep on her feet. She opened a few windows and the door in order to let in some fresh air. The room was rather empty and she wasn't sure if she should fill it with some sort of items for students; she supposed she could always ask the students what they needed.

A few students began to filter in and her heart began to beat faster. Oh, how nervous she was about her first class!

[Kyerin]

Normally, Kyerin wouldn't be up this early. If it was the regular old mental gifts class, he would consider just skipping it and meditating a bit in his room. He would be marked as absent, sure, but it was a lot easier then waking up so early and sitting in that room full of smoke. The only advantages to it was that he could help some of the other students, and he got a bit of a chance to talk with Nicolette then.

However, rumors spread quickly across campus, and the disappearance of their regular teacher left a hole for a substitute. Curious as to who that was, Kyerin not only went to class, he set his alarm so early that even with his natural lack for being late, he was still there before class started. Entering the room, and glancing towards the front, he was surprised to see that it was the nurse who was teaching them. He smiled and waved at her, though he didn't say anything else as he took a seat in an empty spot, curious as to what would be on the schedule for today.

[Faye]

Ah one of his very first Mental Gift's class, Rai needed it really, he wanted to know more about channelling his hearing and being able to perhaps turn it down? He was pretty sure it would be near impossible to do that since he hadn't done anything about it all of his life except ignore it and try to live with being able to hear everything everyone was saying all the time. He even heard people having sex one night during the week, he did not sleep well...

His uniform was sitting very untidily on his form, Haruka wasn't around nor was Kyerin so he saw no point in trying to look good for anyone. He was low riding his school pants and he ran a hand through his dark blue hair to pull it out of his face. Except for his uniform he did look like he took at least pride in his appearance. He opened the door to the classroom lazily and noticed the teacher was the school nurse which was odd, wasn't there a different one? He shrugged and gave her a small wave before going to sit somewhere down the back but as he went to turn he noticed Kyerin sitting there, the leader of the organisation he was a part of. He remembered how tacky he must look and tried to fix himself up and nervously walked passed him to his seat.

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Doing a complete one-eighty compared to Rai, Sven walked briskly down the hall, looking very sharp and sophisticated in his school uniform, his pants sitting on his hips where they should be instead of half way down his ass. His head was held high and his red eyes were full of happiness due to a previous make-out session with his boyfriend; Matthew Fletcher. Oh he was so sweet and cute~ he couldn't stop thinking about him. Sven had a black messenger back with a white bird's-eye view of a rose that had a black elegant looking R stitched into the middle, the symbol was of his favourite band, Radiance, a German band. The symbol was rather large and took up most of the left hand corner and was located on the piece that folds over the bag to protect what's inside of it.

He opened the door to the classroom and smiled to the teacher, "Hey," He said briefly and went over to one of the seats by the window in the middle row, awaiting class to fully start and find out what was going to be taught.

[Natsuki]

Vasilisa walked into the classroom, a little hesitant as she always was when it came to classes and teachers. She smiled a bit at the teacher and took her seat. She had worked late at the hospital and she felt so tired and drained. She would have skipped, but her parents wouldn't have been pleased with her excuse. She didn't want to get in trouble with either the school or her parents.

[tea]

Isley sauntered into the classroom with a smile stuck firmly on his face that morning. He'd always been a morning person, but the body wash he used that morning just gave him an extra blast of energy! As usual, he got up at the crack of dawn to make sure he'd look his best today, which meant taking his time to style his hair just the right way, and making sure his uniform was perfectly neat and in order.

Upon entering the classroom, he saw that the usual teacher had been replaced with a woman who he instantly recognized as the school nurse. Not that he frequently visited the nurse, he just remembered her face from an assembly a few years back... Perhaps the old teacher really had gone missing? And left a strange odor behind... Well, at least the nurse is certainly easier on the eyes.

"Good morning, Ms. Hale." Isley said, offering the teacher a pleasant smile before taking a quick glance around the class. Same faces as always. He took a window seat upfront and waited for class to begin.

[Nicolette]

[Note: This thread takes place the Monday after the Winter Dance, rather than the Monday before.]

Brittany smiled to each student that arrived and greeted them as they greeted her. With each passing student, she became more and more nervous. The class was growing and she wasn't entirely sure how she'd be able to teach them.

~*~*~*~

It certainly felt like it had been the longest weekend of her life. She had spent the better part of her Saturday in the Headmaster's Office, explaining the events of the dance to him and having to go into depth as to why the lights went out. The school mechanics had gone to the power room and found the oddest contraption hooked up to one of the breakers.

It was sabotage and Nicolette De la Fontaine knew who had done it. She didn't tell the Headmaster, but she definitely knew who the culprit was. How he did it, though was the confusing part. He had been in the gymnasium the entire duration of the dance. Many students had been in and out of the gym for many different reasons, so she couldn't pinpoint who could of done it. Possibly other members of the Student Freedom Force? But who were they...?

The thoughts disappeared as the blonde haired student came upon the Mental Gifts Classroom. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, ready to take in the sudden blast of incense... Only to find that the room only had the faint smell and there was something obviously different. Rather than the previous teacher, the School Nurse stood at the front, shifting nervously as she greeted the students that arrived.

She walked up to the woman at the front of the room and gave her a warm smile.

"Good morning, Mademoiselle Hale." She greeted, to which Brittany gave a smile in return.

"Ah, good morning, Miss Nicolette." Brittany wouldn't dare try her last name, considering the few times the president had visited the nurse's office in past years, she had butchered it each time. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel... very mentally strained..." The younger female replied, bringing a hand to her temple. She had used a lot of mental energy and concentration when she had kept her fires going. "I apologize if my performance today is weak."

Brittany placed a hand on Nicolette's shoulder. "Don't overwork yourself." She said, to which the student replied and turned around. She looked over the room and felt her chest clench as she caught sight of Kyerin. She made sure to move to sit on the other side of the room, though the sight of Sven also caused her to feel uneasy. One man to betray her, and one man to disappear when she needed him the most.

She shouldn't have gotten up that morning...

~*~*~*~

The rest of the weekend had been locked up in her bedroom in her dormitory. The lights had been left on, day and night, for two days, but not once did she leave. She survived on a cup of ramen and a chocolate bar that whole weekend and had gone to the bathroom twice (though it was three in the morning when she had done so).

She had pulled herself out of bed that morning, put her glasses on, ran a brush through her hair, and left without a word to Faye. She was silent as she walked through the halls of the school and she soon had come upon her first class of the morning. Mental Gifts... She only took the class because she used it to study. Her gift was to be smart, which required her to read and absorb knowledge.

As she walked into the room, she spotted the school nurse talking with the Student Council president. She wrinkled her nose in disgust at the beautiful, blonde twelfth year and turned her attention to the classroom. She spotted two familiar, Japanese faces... And was torn as to where to sit. On one hand, there was Kyerin, whom she jumped through hoops for to impress... And the other hand, there was Rai, her friend who had gone on the secret mission with her.

It was at this point that she just didn't care anymore. She was so tired and feeling so weak. She walked to the seat that was two seats behind Kyerin and two in front of Rai and sat down, placing her briefcase at her feet and her backpack on her lap. She folded her arms across her horribly thin stomach and leaned forward until her forehead touched her desk.

[Kyerin]

The boy sat quietly, watching each student as they came in, listening in on their conversations; most, as he expected, were talking about the dance, and how things were ruined by "accidents"... and you could practically hear the air quotes in the chats. The underlying reason was known, though no one would say it where the faculty could hear: it was the PDA who was messing things up, as always... though it was noted that there was less injuries than the last few years. However, they all knew... which meant that the objective of what he was trying to do was completed.

However, as one certain person came in, the boy quickly looked away, suddenly becoming very interested in what was outside. Even with just that one look, and what he could "hear", she was very tired... and disappointed in certain "someones"... wait, someones? Come to think of it, he hadn't seen any other Student Council members helping her... wow. Even though it was just business, he had been feeling bad about it, and considering that she had to do it all by herself, he felt even worse. He really needed to make it up to her, for putting her through so much trouble... both now, and for the future. He'd have to be more considerate of the actual members; the goal was disrupting their power, not messing with the actual students.

[Faye]

Ah, sometimes he wished people wouldn't talk. At all. Their voices were so loud in his ears that it was beginning to get unbearable. He wished Ms Hale would just start the class and hurry along so he could get out of there. His complaints were taken away when someone walked in the room, someone who he thought was far more perfect than that stupid President of the Student Council.

Haruka Amagi. She walked into the room.

He motioned for her to come sit next to him briefly but she didn't, she just sat between him and Kyerin. Well at least she didn't sit next to Kyerin. He was glad about that. He mentally sighed and went on not paying attention.

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At first, Sven was half expecting Nicolette to come over and sit next to him but at the look on her face, he felt guilt fall over himself and remembered why she had that look in her eyes and written all over her face. He swallowed a bit and got up from his seat to sit in the chair beside Nicolette, he had to talk to her and apologise to her for the way he acted. He wasn't his fault. He had gotten drunk off of the punch that had been spiked and needed to be taken back to his dorm, he was in no shape to be ordering people around.

"Miss Nicolette," He whispered as he took his seat next to her. "I'm sorry," His voice was still a light whisper.