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May 06, 2013 12:38PM
Chicken! She thought. She wondered whether or not to call him that out loud but decided against it. Sawyer didn't want to be jerkosaurus for no reason. "So what's your name anyways?" She asked.
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"Rye," she mulled over the name in her mind. She'd heard it before but where...? "Ooh! Rye! Like the bread!" She giggled, "I'm Sawyer."
"The adventurer Tom Sawyer?" he laughed. "It's weird, I dont like rye bread...tastes of alchohol."
"Yep," she said, smiling, "just like Tom Sawyer. We're both explorers after all!" She stuck out her tongue, "Blegh, alcohol tastes disgusting."
"Yeh but rye bread was relief to people allergic to wheat" he raised his eyebrows and took down some notes on the substance.
((Sorry about the long pause, I was sick yesterday!))"Ah, a smart one, huh?" Sawyer asked, glancing over at the board as the teacher began to write. She took out a pencil and piece of paper and began to take notes.
((The science teacher has arrived!))Flint burst into the classroom, and raced to her desk at the head of the class. She placed the books that where clutched in her mouth onto the desk. “Sorry,” she said, “I was held back.”
The class was silent. Flint picked up the white chalk and wrote on the blackboard, ‘MRS. FLINT’ in clear capital letters. “I’m Mrs. Flint and I shall be your science teacher,” she declared to the class. “First off, please take down these notes for future references.”
She started to write, but couldn’t help but notice the broken window and desk strewn about. Without saying a word, she pushed up her glasses up her nose and continued to write.
Without turning around, Flint said, "Rye, that better be a good doodle to not take down what's on the board."
Sawyer watched as Mrs. Flint began to write notes on the black board. Tipping back a little in her seat, Sawyer began to look out the window, watching absentmindedly as a bird sat in the nearby tree. It was a soft blue color: a bluejay, one of Sawyer's favorite birds. She began scribbling on the margin of her notebook, trying to sketch the bird. But as she looked down to see what she'd come up with, it looked not at all like a bird. She shook her head, laughing quietly at herself.
Rye quietly swapped notebooks. "Here" he whispered and drew a perfect picture of the bluejay...his drawings were special...they had feeling in them he drew the blue jay so frightningly elegant and beautiful it looked as if it was just about to fly off.
"Holy crap!" Sawyer exclaimed, gazing awestruck at the beautiful bluejay that Rye had just drawn. She covered her mouth glancing sideways at the teacher, wondering if she'd been too loud. "That's freaking amazing! I wish I could draw like that. When I try and draw something, it looks like poo." She giggled quietly, "Like always."
"Just feel the pencil" he shrugged amused at her outburst. "Mind Mrs...Flint. If you like it, dont throw it away..." he laughed and swapped back the notebooks.
Flint turned around to see a blue bird flying around the classroom. It dived and flew out of the broken window. She turned her attention back onto her students. “Very funny, Rye. And no swearing in my classroom, Sawyer.”She finished off the sentence she was writing and said, “Right. If the atomic number of an element remains the same and the neutrons change what else has changed in that element?”
(( XD I'm in chemistry and I didn't know that. Gosh, I need to pay more attention in class instead of nodding off...))"Sorry, ma'am!" Sawyer said, smiling, "Won't happen again!" She put the feet of her chair back onto the floor and sat up straight, trying to pay attention. Though, she knew she didn't have much of a large attention span.
Rye folded his arms and lay back on the chair. He laughed a little at sawyer and whispered"Im sure it wont happen again...unless I draw you something terrifying?"
"I don't know," Sawyer whispered, "I'm pretty fearless." She crossed her arms, a huge smirk on her face. She figured she'd get in trouble, but what was life without having a few bumps in the road?
((I’m glad I can shed new light on Chemistry, but I have to go. See ya!))Flint nodded at Rye’s answer, and opened her textbook. “All right class, please turn to page 189 and read the first paragraph please...”
((Bye!!))Sawyer flipped through her science book, accidentally landing on page 394 before flipping back to 189. She began reading what was on the page, got halfway through and then sighed in frustration. Why didn't this school have an exploring class?
Rye read the paragraph while his hand was silently drawing on his notebook. He didnt need to look to draw a terrifying lion with razor sharp, gleaming white teeth. It was, like the bluejay, alive. It gave the feeling it was to pounce on you and shred you to pieces. he passed the drawing to Sawyer smirkibg a little.
Sawyer saw Rye slide her the notebook. She hesitated, but then looked at the drawing on the page. The lion looked so fierce, so dangerous, so... well... Awesome. "Geez..." Sawyer said, eyeing the drawing with a small ounce of jealousy. "For a guy with such bad taste in music, you sure know how to draw pretty great."
"Bad taste in music? pffft...you havent heard my guitar!" he puffed and took back his notebook smirking.
"And you haven't heard my... my... Yeah, I've got nothing." She shrugged, realizing she had absolutely no musical talents. She laughed, thinking about how she was truly terrible at a ton of things. Not that she really cared though...
Rye laughed "Surely you can sing?" He started to doodle again, this time, of explorers and fantasies.
She shook her head, "Yeah, I can sing." She said, "But I sound like a dying whale." She glanced over at his drawing, "Wow!" Her eyes were practically sparkling, "That's amazing!"
"Buy me a canvas and paints and Ill draw you anything you want to put on your wall! 100euros for a picture! Im kidding" he joked
"Free? Sure but do worship me!" he joked, "You have to buy the equipment but dont mind the brushes and palet...Ive got those! Also get me a french hat"
"No to the worshiping, no to the equipment or..." he whispered dramatically "no to the hat? dun dun duuuun." he laughed and joked "Or you don't want to only do one but all! As a side, you can make a shrine to me!"
"Definitely no to the hat." She smiled, "...and no to all that other stuff too, including the shrine." She twisted a piece of her hair in between her fingers.
"Well I need canvas and paint so none of that, no painting!" he laughed and took down some notes then continued to doodle
"About what? For what? Talking to me?" he joked and laughed almost spilling something on his book.
She laughed, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. Sighing she said, "You know you're a lot nicer than I thought you'd be."
"No I'm a mean beast arghh" he said sarcastically. He grinned at her and said in a sing song voice "You're faalling for meee!"
"I am not!" She shook her head, grinning from ear to ear. "Besides, we've only known each other for, what? Half an hour?
"I did not say gorgeous!" She tried to be serious, but she couldn't contain the laughter that was seeping through her words. "I said arrogant, inconsiderate, little jerk, remember?" She couldn't help but laugh as soon as she finished speaking.
"So...you should know Im a sorcerer and can easily make a screen to give evidence?" he teased "To prove you said gorgeaus!"
"It ain't gonna work!" She said, "I said no such thing!" She grinned, "Your powers of sorcery are useless against me!"
Rye smirked and clicked his fingers. A screen replayed the scene where she called him gorgeaus. "Have enough proof?"
She knew it was her saying that but she was never going to admit it, "How do I know that isn't just some random little sorcery trick you pulled?"
Kyro approached the room his shades firmly in place.... He smiled crookedly... Yes maybe this want a party... But he could cause serious damage here...


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