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Post by Baker Vernando on Jun 2, 2011 13:37:42 GMT -5
 i need a n o t h e r story
something to get off my c h e s t
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Baker, what a weird name. Hes probably the faggy new teacher! Baker sounds like a last name. All of those are things he heard students say as they read the newspaper. He was featured in it as the new teacher. His number and email. Probably how Sarafina got his email. He looked around. This teachers lounge was almost an exact replica of his old schools one. Couches, chairs and a microwave. Counters, phone and a sink. But it was different themed. Then he noticed there was no teachers there. They were all teaching. He would be teaching but the stupid school board is making him wait till' next year. He pulled out a bagel out of his lunch bag. It already had cream cheese in it. For some reason he loved bagels heated up. He stuck it in the microwave and typed in twenty seconds. He listened to it getting heated. It beeped and he pulled it out. It hurt and he ran over and grabbed a napkin. He grabbed it with the napkin and took a big bite out of it. Yum
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my life gets k i n d a boring
need something that i can c o n f e s s words || 180 (One hundred and eighty)
tag || Any teacher willing to show him around
outfit || click
lyrics || "Secrets" by OneRepublic
credit || i.forgive.you @ CAUTION 2.0
notes || When a teacher posts he will ask them to show him around |
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Post by Talasyn Richards on Jun 2, 2011 16:29:52 GMT -5
Walking in at the exact moment that the man at the microwave tried to grab something out of the microwave and burned himself, Tally stopped int he doorway and blinked. She didn't know this man at all. For a second she almost turned around and walked out, at least she really considered it. But, the man looked familiar somehow and that was a rather unusual thing for her. When you're a social hermit people aren't usually familiar on sight.
Pushing her glasses up her nose she closed the door behind her as the man bit into the bagel and ducked her head a bit as she went to the coffee maker, speaking so softly it could have been missed if there had been any other noise in the room. "That's not a wise thing to do.", suspecting the man will also burn his mouth. That microwave was super charged and she'd been at the receiving end of a burned mouth from it more than once.
Pouring a cup of coffee and dumping a ton of sugar and cream into it she stirred the cup and then blew over it's top. Usually no one else was in the lounge at this time of day. It's why she scheduled her planning period at this time, so she wouldn't have to face the other teachers or mingle. She wasn't so good at the mingling. Even though Tam had gotten her claws into her and convinced her to at least start wearing her hair down once in a while, while teaching she always had it pulled back in that bun on her head and little whispy bits fell out of it here and there around her face.
In a word, she was what some would call mousey. Or perhaps dowdy. Long skirt that covered all but the tips of her flat black shoes, a white button down shirt with a drab colored cardigan pulled over it. It was the type of thing one might expect an elderly grandmother to wear. But it was comfortable and tended to not draw attention to her which was perfect in Tally's opinion.
She remained standing by the coffee maker and sipped her java, wondering if she might be able to scurry out the door before the man could notice it.
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Post by Baker Vernando on Jun 2, 2011 19:00:44 GMT -5
i need a n o t h e r story
something to get off my c h e s t
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Oh shit! As he took that bite of the bagel. The searing pain of burn filled his mouth. Why the crap would he take a huge bite out of a really hot bagel. He spit it out automatticlly. The chewed up food slowly poured out of mouth falling to the floor. Ew. He made a grossed out face. He turned around and there she was. A bueatiful girl, dressed in a good thing for her. Then he realized she saw him spit on the floor. His face tunred red as he was emberassed. "Ummm, sorry if I grossed you out". He said. He walked over to the napkin holder and grabbed a napkin. He walked over to the spit out food and wiped it up. He quickly threw away the napkin.
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my life gets k i n d a boring
need something that i can c o n f e s s words ||131 (One hundred and thirty one)
tag || Thanks for replying Tal!
outfit || click
lyrics || "Secrets" by OneRepublic
credit || i.forgive.you @ CAUTION 2.0
notes || When a teacher posts he will ask them to show him around |
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Post by Talasyn Richards on Jun 2, 2011 20:25:00 GMT -5
She made a little face as the food was spit out but wasn't too put off by it. It was more of a sympathy thing than anything, knowing how much that hurt. Walking to the fridge she pulled out the ice tray and then got a cup from the cupboards, filling it and turning the water on to run into the cup. "I would say I told you so but .." shrugs and hands the cup of ice water to Baker as she nears him, looking at the mess on the floor and shrugging, "I won't".
She tilts her head at the mess and raises her eyebrows as he bends to clean it. "I've seen worse things. I teach chemistry to a bunch of teenagers. At least this doesn't have a stench that will cling to me for weeks." Is very practical about it all.
She sipped her coffee and pushed her glasses up her nose again, trying not to nervously fidget as she waited for him to be finished and tried to think of a good excuse for leaving before she really showed her complete lack of social skills and embarrassed herself.
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Post by Baker Vernando on Jun 2, 2011 23:30:52 GMT -5
i need a n o t h e r story
something to get off my c h e s t
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He nodded after he threw the napkin away as she handed him a cup of ice-cold water. Steam of coldness swept off the ice-cold water. He happily accepted her glass. He grabbed it and took a long sip. The acking burn started to cool as the ice-cold water started to numb his mouth. The cold mixed with a burn made it feel amazing. "Yea, I'm an idiot at times," He admitted "and thanks for the water". He smiled at her. Her brown hair flowed to her shoulders and her fitting clothes looked good on her.
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my life gets k i n d a boring
need something that i can c o n f e s s words || 95(ninety five)
tag || Fail post D:
outfit || click
lyrics || "Secrets" by OneRepublic
credit || i.forgive.you @ CAUTION 2.0
notes || When a teacher posts he will ask them to show him around |
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Post by Talasyn Richards on Jun 3, 2011 5:53:30 GMT -5
"I think we all have those moments." she says quietly, sympathetic to a fellow klutz like herself. Pushing her glasses up her nose she sipped her overly sugared and creamed coffee a moment as she looked at the floor and bit her lip before finally deciding to offer her hand out, still not making eye contact. "I'm Talasyn Richards. I teach chemistry over on the norm side of campus."
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