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Post by Annabelle Archer on Jul 30, 2012 18:35:24 GMT -6
Belle fled her room noticing the clock had stupidly forgotten to ring to notify her that her next class was soon. Then again it might have been her fault for not constantly checking it. Although for her two minutes would have felt like five and she would have bothered herself with the clock too much. Flying down the stairs of the White House she scampered across campus and into the academic part of the building. She knew where the Biology room was from having it last year, but with that she knew it would take awhile to quickly walk through the winding hallways and such. Finally she breathed a hard sigh of relief seeing that she had finally reached her destination. The classroom was filled with unfamiliar faces, her stomach heart dropped into her stomach when she realized she couldn't put any names to the faces in the classroom. Taking herself and her books, she made the choice to sit in the back where she couldn't been seen by almost anyone. Although observing the classroom once again she saw a boy that she remember his face and name. Oh Thank God!" She thought to herself. Someone to possibly work with if they were forced to.
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Post by Taylor Westin on Aug 6, 2012 20:55:47 GMT -6
His long stride carried him swiftly through the halls...today had felt like mouse trap. The classrooms and hallways were his maze and each class today just felt like a trap.
Well, I guess it was to be expected...he was beginning to see a few repeat faces from his previous classes, but still there really hadn't been any time yet to actually talk and get to know his fellow classmates. He felt his own pace quicken as he looked down at his watch...the bell was about to ring and he further extended his already long stride. He finally located the right door and scooted in as he regained his composure. He hated being late...and it could be guaranteed that once he was more familiar with the place that being late would not be a common occurrence.
He was hot on the heels of the girl who'd entered before him and followed her path to the back of the room. He slid his backpack off of his shoulder and quietly took in the room and the students within it. Again, there were a few repeating faces and he made mental notes to try and talk to these people...
Finally his eyes rested on the professional and austere looking biology teacher and secretly he wondered if she was going to be the cruel and severe type...
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Post by Henrietta Charleston on Sept 26, 2012 17:53:44 GMT -6
Henri groaned. She was already getting tired of these classes, the big eyes, the looks from the other students. Learning with others in particularly difficult courses was too different from her home schooling. The girl angrily cursed her parents for not sending her to a normal school to get used to it before they shipped her off here. Despite her curses, Henri knew they were enjoying their rich led lives. She doubted they even held attraction for each other anymore. Many times she had caught her father in his affairs, and after telling her mother realized they were on some sort of agreement with the whole situation. She sighed in annoyance; her family was so messed up on the inside.
To others however, Henri knew she was rich little Ms. Charleston with her 200 acre house and horses living in New Jersey. She was far from home now however, all the way in Kentucky. Surprisingly however, Henri found herself missing the privacy and spacious area of her estate, where everything was contained and secret to the outer world. Here, she felt on fire, in the open, revealed to all those who looked into her blue doe-eyed gaze. Henri rubbed her hand against her opposite arm in a nervous shiver before entering her new classroom.
The place was pretty much full already, though that didn’t stop her from giving the serious looking teacher a smile and contemplating her seat. She was getting better at the amount of faces to take it. She noticed the blonde-haired boy walking in right before her all the way to the back. Henri had noticed that was a popular place to sit for everyone. The girl briskly paced herself to the back as well and plopped her stuff next to her seat before sitting and prepping her desk to learn.
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Post by bubbles2 on Sept 27, 2012 0:59:36 GMT -6
Bethany rushed to her biology class; she had a suddenly feel that she was late, even if she wasn't. She glanced at the time on her watch and was guessing that the place would be full of students. She sighed quietly as she was also tired of all these classes, it was hard to keep up with. Honestly, the only thing that Bethany really wanted to do right now, was lie in bed and sleep. And maybe see her horses. As she came to the classroom, she noticed that she had guessed right, there was already lots of students. She opened the door, just checking that she had the right room number. Bethany wandered into the classroom. "Hello, everyone." [/color] She kindly, but quickly said to her classmates, and her teacher. Bethany then sat at a desk and got out her supplies. She gathered out her pencil case, a rubber and a pen, an of course she couldn't forget her biology jotter. Bethany now waited on her teacher to speak of what they were doing today. Bethany sat straight and wondered, if this teacher would be cruel, or just another biology teacher? Her eyes gathered on her biology teacher.
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Post by lizziebrookes on Oct 16, 2012 13:13:53 GMT -6
Izzy exited the Psychology room with the rest of her classmates, and glanced down at the schedule in her hands to see what she had next. So far, her first day had been going pretty well. Biology may prove to be more of a challenge. Science was never Izzy's best subject, and she had to say that she found it pretty boring. No logic or story or anything. Just facts and memorization. She traded her schedule for the paper underneath it - a map of campus. With a sigh, she headed in the direction she thought was her next classroom.
As she walked in what she hoped was the right door, she ran right into a crowd of people hanging around the front of the room. Only a few were sitting in the back. She offered a polite smile to the students around her as she picked her way through them to reach the desks. She opted for a seat in the second from last row, near to those already sitting. She nodded at them as she sat down, and smiled. In English and Psychology, she sat in the front, but she wanted to discourage attention from her as much as possible here in Biology. She preferred to listen and study and do well on her tests. There wasn't much room for participation for her in these kinds of classes. She pulled out her books and a pen from her bag and doodled on the front of the folder while she waited for the teacher to seat everyone else and begin class.
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Post by Avery Jacobs on Oct 27, 2012 13:10:18 GMT -6
Avery nearly let out a sigh in annoyance, it was only her first day and she had already been pissed off. She hated to be late unless she did it on purpose. Still, the brunette realized that class was over and done with and she needed to start getting focused for her next class. Her annoyance played back in her expression as she remembered her schedule, she had biology next. The brunette honestly didn’t particularly enjoy any kind of science. Still, she realized she would have to do it well if she wanted to keep her promise to her grandmother of behaving. Avery wondered why she had made it in the first place.
The sixteen year old entered the room, a smirk already on her face as she realized it was pretty much filled. Already, many students had sat themselves down and her eyes flew back to the teacher. The smirk wiped off her face. It had been less than two seconds, but Avery knew if she played up in this class she would actually get into trouble. The teacher didn’t look like the type to put up with her. As tempting as it was to try and test her, Avery reminded herself of her promise and gave the woman a nod before moving onto the back.
She took her seat next to a blonde girl, before wincing at the sight of the class. Everyone looked so happy. Avery was actually feeling quite the opposite. She didn’t particularly like science in general and she wasn’t going to pretend to be happy about it at all. The brunette crossed her arms over her chest as she slouched in the seat, eyes looking up and waiting for the lesson to begin.
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Post by daine6 on Nov 4, 2012 18:16:58 GMT -6
Chris bolted from the barn and back to his dorm to take a quick shower, noting that he was going to be late once again, but he knew he needed a shower after using his break between classes to take Steele out for a short bareback ride around the arena. The horse had needed it.
The boy jumped i the shower in his dormroom and was out witin ten minutes, though that put him about five minutes late already. He wasn't too worried about it, though. Grabbing a pir of jeans and a rather ratty old t-shirt, he threw them on and slipped his feet into a pair of flipflops (for conveniency's sake) and left the room after grabbing the things he'd need for this class. He left with his hair still dripping wet, choosing to let it dry naturally.
Making it to the classroom, he stopped and glanced at his watch, noticing that he was over ten minutes late, but not really bothered by it. He just wasn't the type who was bothered by being late to classes he really didn't care much about or even really like. Chris knocked briefly on the door and slipped inside, nodding to the teacher before finding a seat it the back of the classroom, where he lounged back, a half-miserable look on his face; he disliked science almost as much as he disliked english...
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