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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 19:34:54 GMT -5
Anna winked at him as before turning back to return to her seat, she kind of forgot there was a class that she'd end up turning back to face. But, nonetheless she turned around and tried to look as nonchalant as possible. She was a flirt sometimes, no all the time.
Anna noted Gabe, "Hey roomie!" She returned to her seat, staring straight at Mr. Demonte, giving him some eyesex eyes.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 19:35:26 GMT -5
It was then that Gabriel Danvers walked in with his usual smug attitude thinking he owned everything. He was the type of guy that Will hated. The guys that thought that they were better than him. No one is better than William Demonte. The stupid kid handed in his paper, Mr. Demonte said nothing and waved him off.
The Tovius character then set down his paper, amused at something. He sneered at the guy and took his paper. There was nothing to be amused at in the class room. He made a mental note to take off some points on both of the boys' papers, just because he didn't like them.
When Brianna walked over to turn in her paper, he already knew what to expect: some bullcrap that she overheard from her friend Olivia. He knew she copied and always graded her a little bit harder, even though her work was always almost identical to her friend's. He watched her sway her hips as she went back to her seat and rethought about how hard he would grade her this time.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 19:38:22 GMT -5
cal bit the pen as she thought over a bit, she looked over at her devious classmates, most likely the new girl anna something. she looked to her and then to him and pursed her lips in furstation. how can she like a trully aggrgont man plus one that does not know good word when they see it.
she looked down to her work and then looked up to the teacher before crossing her legs, trying not to be a bulls eye for demontes eyes. 'what are we doing today' she asked, tapping the pen on the desk nervously.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 19:43:04 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte would have tried a little harder to stop Alex from leaving, but that was the typical attitude of her. He was too preoccupied with AnnaMaria and how she winked at him and how sexy she was and how holy-shit-his-pants-shouldn't-be-doing-that-in-school.
He tried very hard to concentrate on something other than her. The clock was ticking by even slower as he tried to think about dead kittens or grandmothers... ANYTHING to make his pants a little less tight. His eyes avoided her as he thought to himself. She's a student. She's a student. She's a super hot student that I want to do in the janitors closet. Stop. Stop!
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Post by Olivia Landon on May 25, 2009 19:46:21 GMT -5
Olivia came zooming into class. She was so embarrassed to have showed up late on the day they were turning in their essays. Olivia was temped to try and time spell but she was scared to death about the consequences of it so she chickened out. As she stepped into the classroom, she scanned the room and noticed that most people had turned in their papers already. Quickly she walked over to Mr. Demonte's desk. She didn't understand how Callie and Brianna liked this guy and were able to flirt with him. To Olivia, Mr. Demonte was able to scare the life out of her. Whenever she was called on or would talk to him, her eyes became round like a deer in headlights. She also tended to stutter around him. "Si...sir. Im so sorry I'm late. " She placed the paper in front of him and just stood there.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 19:46:59 GMT -5
Anna smirked again, pulling out a piece of paper from her binder. She nibbled on the end of her pen, contemplating what to write. Then she glanced over at the Callie girl, she wasn't gonna let her get in Mr. D's pants before she did. Hell no.
She quickly scribbled out a note onto the paper. Folding it in half, so the ink was on the outter side. She held it up, and seeing as she was in the front row. No one but herself, and Mr. Demonte could see it.
If you ever needanything I'm available all hours of the night, day, and hell even in the middle of a school day. There's always the boiler room. She smirked as she held it up.
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Post by Edward Cullen on May 25, 2009 19:49:42 GMT -5
Edward walked into class, tighting the straps on the back of his vest. His white shirt was wrinkled, and being the perfectionsit he was, he forced himself into the piece of fabric. It was awkward at best, but that was mostly just his mentality about looking sloppy. He found his english class, and threw the pink late slip from the attendence office onto the teacher's desk, along with a finished esaay. Abuse of power was ok, as long as it was productive, and Edward had known about this paper for days. "Here, I wrote it already." He said, his back to the teacher as he walked to his seat.
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Post by rosaliehale on May 25, 2009 19:50:21 GMT -5
Rosalie walked into the classroom. She didn't care that she was late. She glanced at the teacher, then turned in her essay without a word. She sighed and went over to her seat. She glanced out the window, and thought to herself, I should've just skipped today. She didn't like school, nor any of the inhabitants, but Esme would've yelled at her if she missed school. So she had to go. She looked at the teacher, and she could smell the lust radiating off him, she smirked.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 19:56:29 GMT -5
"Don't let it happen again," he said looking up at her, annoyance etched across his face. "What are you just standing there for? A doggie treat?" It was the quiet Olivia girl, being her usual weird self around him. He hated shy girls, he liked the confident ones. Though she was pretty good looking...
Looking passed whats-her-name, he saw AnnaMaria hold up a piece of paper to him. His pants nearly ready to fly off when he read the note, but somehow he managed to contain himself. Mr. Demonte squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, unsure of what he should do. This was obviously inappropriate behavior that needed some discipline.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 20:00:05 GMT -5
Anna couldn't control the grin that formed on her lips, when Mr. Demonte seemed to squirm in his seat, she wanted to get up and sit on his lap. She controlled her urge to, there was always after class. And help his sudden need, she brought upon him.
She was anxiously awaiting that. If there was anything. If only she could tell him, I'm not a minor. I'm like ancient.
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Post by Lilly Van Allen on May 25, 2009 20:00:39 GMT -5
Lilly's face lit up when she saw Gabe enter teh class, Finally somone who wasnt either laughing at some stupid joke in their head, or trying to get into the teachers pants.
Then he left. And she got a pouty look on her face. She leaned all the way back in her seat, and then looked back out the window. For some reason, it got cloudier, and started to rain, just where a moment ago, it had started to kind of clear up. She didnt realize that it was her. Her powers were out of check, and causing the rain.
Her legs were all teh way streatched out, and crossed over eachother. She looked at teh rain hitting the window, and sighed. This is the most boring class ever, and it doesnt help if the teacher is checking out the students, even though he is kind of cute, but a total asshat, She thought, smirking a little. The rain stopped.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 20:02:15 GMT -5
she looked from anna to d's face and new avious action was to be taken. cal planted her usual smirk and raised her hand, not trying to call hiim over cause he was too good for that. she leaned over the wooden desk and said almost aloud. 'is it just me or are you growing a bit, mr.d? cause i can see real potential in difference' she winked stealthly as she took the pen her mouth and bit it playfully watching both his face and annas.
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Post by Olivia Landon on May 25, 2009 20:04:27 GMT -5
Olivia jumped when he asked why she was standing around for. She didnt' even know why herself. Before he could say anything else, she rushed over to Brianna and sat down next to her. She wished this class would be over with. It was a personal hell for her with this teacher. She just didn't understand the other girls flirting with him. He was such a jerk.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 20:11:35 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte grimmaced as the two Cullens walked in and handed in their paper. Again, he didn't like those type of people who seemed perfect at everything. At least it was a good distraction from AnnaMaria.
He started to look around the class again, his gaze falling on Lilly Van Allen. Her perfect legs were stretched out under her desk. Holy hell I need a new fucking job! He thought wearily as he looked away from her, squinting his eyes closed.
When he reopened his eyes he saw that Callie had her hand rased. He heard her speak and immediately felt his cheeks turn a bit red.
"Class dismissed," he said a few minutes early, his voice squeaking at the end. "If you haven't finished your paper, too bad. Now get lost." He put his hands over his eyes, resting his elbows on his desk. A heavy sigh escaped him as he tried to calm his nerves.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 20:12:20 GMT -5
Okay, this was war. She was gonna rip apart Callie with her bare hands. She had Mr. Demonte practically panting over her, she warmed him up for Callie. But now she was going to finish him off. She was going to have her fun with him, and if he wasn't good - which she doubted - she would hand him of the the blonde haired b-witch.
"Mr. Demonte, I was wondering, how big is your... IQ?"
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