College Algebra Day 1

[voidbender]

Casso was the first one in the classroom, as it should be of course. I mean a student getting there before the teacher is just madness, sheer madness! The black haired woman let a smile curve up her lips as she set down her bag. She was wearing her signature look...a black skirt with a sleeveless top and combat boots.

Casso set out the syllabus on the front of the desk, the little rats could pick it up of course before class started. Then after that they were all hers. The professor clicked open her laptop, plugging it into the projector in front of her so she could use them together instead of the crappy Macs the school gave them to use in classrooms. She opened up PowerPoint, a necessity for all teachers.

She grinned, putting on an air of...shall we say niceness? That would be a correct term, though of course it is a lie. The woman was going to destroy these children, she wasn't called the hardest teacher in the school for nothing...of course that wasn't the actual name they called her. Now she just had to wait and let this get started...today was going to be a fun day....for her at least.

[Tore-n Hade Koigokoro]

Tore-n Koigokoro;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] Time for the next class of the day and it was College Algebra! Tore-n loved math with a passion so to become a math major in college was a joy to him. With his book bag filled with a calculator, pencils, papers, protractor, and many other mathematical instruments he could easily be said as a very prepared student. Making sure he was properly dressed this time he left his dorm room and headed off for the Johnstone building. The day seemed really nice a perfect day to be swimming or playing soccer and he really couldn’t wait for either of his practices. As he continued his walk to College Algebra he noticed something peculiar a bluebird tweeting a sweet song he thought he had heard before. He listened to the bird for a few seconds before resuming his walk to class. When he opened the door to class he was surprised to see he was the first one in class. What a lucky break! He wasn’t one of the last ones to show up just like his drawing class. He saw that the professor had plugged in her personal laptop into the projector which means a PowerPoint! Tore-n quickly went to the front desk and grabbed a syllabus and sat in the nearest desk so he could get a good view of the projection. He placed his book bag on the floor and pulled out his calculator, a pencil, and a few pieces of paper. He was eager to learn and even if they didn’t learn anything he would still write down everything the professor said so he could remember what she said. If anyone knew him they would think he looked a bit weird since he wasn’t a person to get eager very often. He was more of the calm type when it came to classes or subjects, but math was easily the exception.	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[uenmigoto]

U E N ϟ M I G O T O ;

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[atrb=style, padding: 5px; background: #FFFFFF; border: 2px dashed #308014; -webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 8px; opacity: 0.6]So far, the day had been boring. Get up. Kind of eat breakfast - though a lifesaver at times, Poptarts were fucking tiny. Shower and get ready in the public restroom. Come back home for her fancy side-bag in which she carried her laptop and all of her school supplies. Then head off for class. Uen had left her home in a timely fashion, allowing her time to walk as slowly as she could've possibly wanted to her first class of the day: College Algebra. Uen had always been a fan of math. In sixth grade her private school had seen her potential in math; she picked everything up within the first five minutes of discussing it and put it into context with ease. They'd put her into advanced math for the rest of her regular schooling, and she'd always been the top of her class - she'd been the top of everything. At Kingdom University, though, Uen knew that things were going to be different. She was no longer the top of her class, and she had to actually try in order to be the top of the tennis team. She intended to be the top of the class. The girl waltzed through the courtyard, looking to the tree in the middle of the grass and grinning, remembering the experiences of the previous day with the little First Year who was trying to hide from some overzealous gay kid. Oh, the mess of kids on the ground, the girls losing tops and pants - it was just a barrel of laughs, no doubt. She'd hardly been able to contain herself. But that was yesterday, and this was today, and today Uen had to go to Algebra. She maintained her pace until she reached the Johnstone building, and she wandered into the structure with her bag against her side. Today she was dressed in tight, deep purple skinny jeans and a white tank top with a white short sleeve shrug over the top; her bright, bright platinum blonde hair rolled down over her shoulders and rested against her mid-back, and her bangs were brushed over her right eye, covering the dark blue eye in shadow. She wandered down the hall and into her classroom, and she stopped at the door, batting her dark eyelashes as she spotted the student. He was that gay boy from the tree. Well, this was going to be an interesting class period! Uen wandered fully into the classroom and eyed the teacher for a moment. She looked... nice. Or something. The woman had deep black hair, a sleeveless top, a black skirt that reminded Uen of how happy she was that she hadn't worn a skirt today, and, to top it all off, combat boots. Odd combination. The combat boots gave Uen a slight unease; something was a little off with this woman, and it wasn't just the boots that lead Uen to this conclusion. There was just something about her... Still, Uen had learned not to judge a book by its cover. Only time would tell whether Uen would need to add another name to her list of people to fuck with as often as possible or if, perhaps, this woman would be a trusted teacher of Uen's. Uen walked up to the front desk, trying to keep her suspicions hidden as well as possibly, and she picked up the syllabus that her teacher, who went by the name of Ms. Kaskae, had left for them to pick up. With that, Uen turned, and she raised an eyebrow at the only other boy in the classroom. "Hello," she said with a sincere smile, though the smile seemed slightly smirkish. She strutted right over to the desk beside him and sat, her smirk becoming full. "So, you chased a kid up a tree yesterday. That was fucki--" She cut herself off suddenly, giving a more feral grin. "That was funny. But sad and mean at the same time." She held out a hand. "Name's Uen. Uen Migoto."

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Tagged: Class
Wordcount: 689
Notes: ...
Credit: JADE of FD & KU

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[voidbender]

Casso watched as the victims started pouring in. With a look at the clock she saw it was time to start, to bad so sad for any conversation that might be had. The class was fairly small...a few nameless students made it seem less...well empty.

The professor clicked on the small clicker she had and the PowerPoint started up its show. The woman looked at the students, standing now...a light thud as she stepped from the combat boots she was wearing. "Now listen up because I'm only going to say this stuff once," she started, projecting her voice across the room.

"Now, normally we'd just jump right into it but since I recognize no one in this class I decided we'd start with a little introduction," she said, leaning her body against the table she had been sitting at. The students would have full view of her now, the star tattoos that lined her arms...the black hair with purple highlighted tips and the combats boots. She clicked the small button, going through the slides and speaking.

"Now, I'm Dr. Casso Hikari and I am your professor for this class. I have my doctorates in both Mathematics and Statistics so I am more then qualified to teach here. I have one child who is turning 14 this year and am unmarried. Why am I telling you all of this? It is because I feel that you should get to know a little bit about me since I am going to be your judge, jury and executioner in this class." The woman clicked to the next slide, continuing on with her speech.

"Now, for those of you who have never had a friend or sibling take my classes...you shall learn quickly. Those who exceed my expectations shall come to enjoy this class...those who don't will come to know me by the name my former students and fellow staff use behind my back and think I don't know about...the Evil Bitch Monster of Death." Casso of course didn't say out of all the years she has taught here...not a single person has exceeded her expectations. She considered them all to be idiots...little monkeys no better than small children.

"I do not accept late work, I do not repeat myself, I do not enjoy answering stupid questions and I only have office hours because the school requires it," she said, continuing onto the next slide. She really didn't repeat herself...you ask her to she will ignore you. It is a simple fact of her existence. "This class will require hard work, with daily assignments given out." She looked at the students as she spoke, "Normally a teacher would ask if there were any questions but I really don't care, lets start the lesson now."

[Ventus Laey Hiroaki]

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Ventus

[/color][/font] had luckily not turned up late to this class, he was already at the back of the room in his seat. Sat there quietly, all he was doing was waiting for the class to start. Blue eyes shifted around the room taking in what the other students looked like and if looked at? He just offered a smile back to them.

Now the class started, the powerpoint presentation was starting and Ventus watched whilst he chewed lightly on the end of his pen. The empty notepad he had was set on his desk and then the syllabus next to it that he'd picked up on the way in.

"Now listen up because I'm only going to say this stuff once," Okay so the teacher was a no non-sense sort of woman, Ven picked that up by the confidence she showed and by the very first statement that came out of her mouth.

"Now, normally we'd just jump right into it but since I recognize no one in this class I decided we'd start with a little introduction," Ventus winced slightly as the teacher now showed the scars she had by just leaning on the table though he had manners so he tried his very best not to stare and study the marks.

"Now, I'm Dr. Casso Hikari and I am your professor for this class. I have my doctorates in both Mathematics and Statistics so I am more then qualified to teach here. I have one child who is turning 14 this year and am unmarried. Why am I telling you all of this? It is because I feel that you should get to know a little bit about me since I am going to be your judge, jury and executioner in this class." Ventus's eyes widened a little bit, that was pretty personal information she just gave out and now he felt sort of bad about it. Though her reasoning made sense so he just brushed the guilt to one side. Why should he feel guilty, he hadn't even done anything yet!

"Now, for those of you who have never had a friend or sibling take my classes...you shall learn quickly. Those who exceed my expectations shall come to enjoy this class...those who don't will come to know me by the name my former students and fellow staff use behind my back and think I don't know about...the Evil Bitch Monster of Death." With that understood Ventus gave a light nod, he would aim to exceed the class, even if it wasn't his major, he'd still do his best. Of course... He might need extra tuition and with all the classes he was taking, four clubs and a team he'd joined up for? He knew he'd slowly but surely get bogged down unless he kept on top of everything.

"I do not accept late work, I do not repeat myself, I do not enjoy answering stupid questions and I only have office hours because the school requires it,"

The only stupid questions are ones that aren't asked. The thought in his head, of course he wouldn't be rude enough to interrupt her. If needed he'd have to feed her ego in order to get through this class on a civil basis, but if that made the teacher happy? Then he'd do it. Simply put he'd try to please everyone but more than likely get taken advantage of eventually.

"This class will require hard work, with daily assignments given out." So, he'd get his assignments done as soon as he got back to his dorm room, given if he got a room mate they'd actually allow him the time to get the assignments done.

"Normally a teacher would ask if there were any questions but I really don't care, lets start the lesson now." Ventus really didn't have anything to say. She expplained enough as it was so he pulled the pen out of his mouth and now? He waited. May as well just shut up and learn instead of asking her questions she'd probably get annoyed with or ignore.
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[tomo]

"This class will require hard work, with daily assignments given out." The words he heard as he slipped his headphones off as he skidded to a halt at the door, tripping over his own feet as he knocked he tumbled in to the classroom. A sheepish laugh as he got to his knees after the face plant and then got to his feet before he looked at the other students in the class. Oh wow he was late. Not by much but he was still late none the less and that meant he was probably going to get an earfull later.

"Normally a teacher would ask if there were any questions but I really don't care, lets start the lesson now." He blinked as he gripped his headphones that now dangled around his neck.

"Um.. Sorry I'm late... I'll make sure to be on time next time..." He nodded, maybe the woman could let him off lightly because it was the first lesson? Then again maybe she wouldn't either way he was probably going to get in to trouble for being late.

With that said he went and took a seat eyes meandering around the room as he took a seat near Tore-n. Right now? Tomo felt like an idiot. Oh well, nothing unusual there so he just smiled at the other people like it was a normal thing. For him being late was normal, for others? Not so much.

Sitting there he now realized his mp3 player was still blarring the metal music he had stored on it so he quickly fumbled with the device to shut it off, that done he just let out a laugh.

"Sorry again. ^^;;" He was making a complete fool out of himself, ah well, let's just see how the rest of the lesson goes.

[shinobu]

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