AP European History (Open to students!)

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Currently Enrolled Students
- Avery Johnson
- Addison Morello
- Max Carter
- Annabelle Black
- Simon Greene
- Connor Greene
- Vincent Rochester
- Daniel Kim
- Dustin Jude Levens
- Averie Lynne Doyle
- Tessa Serenity Roman

My apologies if I have excluded anyone who should be taking this class, or misspelled people's names. I'd also like to say that anyone else who hasn't signed up for AP Euro yet and wishes to is more than welcome.

- Mr. Philip Grey

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Breezing into his classroom early, Philip was unsurprised to see the room devoid of students, just as he wanted it. He needed a bit of time to set up, after all, and that was always much easier to do when not being stared at both curiously and gormlessly by the students you were soon about to be teaching. Dropping a stack of textbooks onto his desk with a thump, and unloading his laptop with care from the shoulder bag it had been residing in, he turned to survey the classroom.

AP European History was always a course Philip enjoyed teaching, mostly because it allowed him to push his students: it was a college level course, after all, and students taking it were supposed to be interested in history, or why else would they be taking this more difficult course? He always tried to teach AP Euro somewhat like a university course, involving lots of discussions - both involving him, and solely between students. As it was a long course, too, stretching all the way from the 1450s to the present day, fitting everything in was always a problem, and students were expected to both work hard in class, and do quite a lot of individual reading and research for homework and in their own time. No-one had ever said it was an easy course, after all.

Today, Philip was planning on doing a very brief introduction to the course, and then getting stuck straight into the end of the Middle Ages, useful background knowledge needed to understand the actual beginning of the course proper, generally accepted to start with the Renaissance. Humming, rather tunelessly, under his breath, Philip moved across the the windows and winched the blinds upwards, nodding - satisfied - as light flooded into the room.

There! That was better. Dressed as usual in a buttoned, short-sleeved shirt - grey, today - and brown trousers, Philip returned back to his desk and set about coaxing his laptop into life. Though not the newest of models and, indeed, a rather cranky machine, Philip was fond of it, and maintained that it worked just as well as any sleek, new thing that anyone else had. As he waited for it to boot up, he watched the door, wandering who the first student to arrive would be, and checking that he had the handouts for today's class.

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Mischief wandered down the hall towards her AP European History class. She had missed some of her other lessons, starting late at the school and spending a few days settling in. As she arrived in the class she was the first one there. She opened the door and walked in confidently, "Hello, Mr Grey. I am new here, I'm Mischief although you can call me Missy if you think that's rude. Some teachers do. I love history, but I guess you should know I am dyslexic - it affects my reading more than my writing. Although my writing sometimes has muddled words in. And I talk fast, but that's not the dyslexia, thats something else that shouldn't worry you too much." Missy rushed out her long introduction, before seating herself on a desk near the front of the classroom and removing a colored binder and a range of colored gel pens. "Oh and is it okay if I write in color? I am not sure if thats something that helps because of the dyslexia or just me, but there you go". Missy slid backwards slightly, nearing the back of the desk. While waiting for an answer she shrugged her shoulders, to emphasize her lack of knowledge on her love of colored pens. She knew she wouldn't get away with felt tips in a lesson like this, making do with gel pens was the next best thing.

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The twins is what they became known as around the Academy. There really was no difference between if one looked from a far. Simon's eyes were a lighter green though. The two were complete opposites. Where Simon wore skinny jeans and a dress shirt, Connor wore baggy jeans and a t-shirt. Due to some unpleasant circumstances, well unpleasant for Connor, the two were hardly talking to each other. It was a depressing time. Connor missed talking to his mirror image, and so did Simon. If only Connor could accept Hayden as part of the family. Hayden was Simon's boyfriend and there wasn't anything that could separate the two at this point in time.

They couldn't avoid is each other completely. So in silence they walked towards the history class. Simon didn't want to say anything as he felt his brother's anger radiate off him like a radio active substance. Into the class the walked, Connor just walking off with an angry scowl on his face. Simon walked towards the teacher. Sorry about that sir. Family problems. I'm Simon and that's Connor, he said to the male teacher, Irish accent coating his friendly vocals.

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Max followed into the class soon after. As always his appearance shouted "Arrogant" but in reality he was really focussed. He was rich, yes, and had money, and that was all that people saw. He wore the tight fitting jeans with style, and a loose fitting collared shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his hair gelled into spikes. His messenger bag was slung on his shoulder and he walked towards the teacher.

Max saw various students there already. Well, twins and a girl. He scoped out the area, locating a desk by the window, just so that he could look at something if he got bored. Max Carter, was all that was offered to the teacher, before seating himself in the mentioned seat. He really didn't care what people thought about him. He was the nephew of Chuck Bass after all.

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Annabelle feared the next class. Not because she didn't like the subject, but because it was to be her first class in which she would be sharing with Vince. There was a lot awkward moments between them. a) Bella liked him and didn't want to tell him and b) Bella had someone else that had captured her heart. Vince didn't know about Javier and Bella had no guts to tell him.

She wandered into the class, so far being the second girl there. The teacher was a handsome male, and Bella felt it best to introduce herself. Bella Black sir, she said with a timid smile. The seating posed an issue, but she chose a seat towards the middle, and hoped the seats around her would fill up before Vince got here.