Worcester Academy for the Supernatural {A Semi-Advanced RP} discussion
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Stiles walked into the classroom with a cheesy and all around sarastic smile on his face. He sat down in the back, not in the mood for the front of the class today.
Cat walked into the class with Ralph, the much taller guy instantly dwarfing her in size. Though they parted ways when she went to sit in the back of the classroom, not wanting any extra attention on the first day - or ever.
Stiles hummed lowly and began reading his manga, given that he was much to smart to be listening in on the reviews for class.
Cat lazily tapped her pencil on the book, already knowing everything they were even mentioning. She sighed and leaned back, unwrapping and rewrapping her tail around her tanned legs.
Stiles glanced over at her. He was having an exceptionally difficult time reading his manga, being that the letters kept jumbling up into different languages. Damn it, if these keeps up I'll never find out if Austria and Hungary hook up he thought.
Caterina fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling people’s eyes on her as she twirled the end of her tail through her fingers. So she sucked in a sharp breath and made it disappear. “Freak.” She heard someone mutter, causing her to sink down in her seat. Even in a school for supernaturals she was considered a freak. Maybe the numbers on her wrist didn’t help...
He furrowed his eyebrows and coughed lightly and a bit nervously, "She ain't a freak" he growled at the guy who had spoken up.
Cat’s eyes immediately turned towards the boy who’d stood up for her. Her eyes widened on him, flicking over his appearance and the items on his desk. Her expression basically read: Yes I am. And I know it. But why did you stand up for me?
He sighed, perhaps he didn't hear him. Oh well. He put his head on the desk, a strong scent of cat nip radiating off of him.
Cat’s eyes widened and her pupils dilated as she caught a whiff of cat nip. Her small hands balled up into fists as she tried to regain composure. Though the way she was looking at him kind’ve gave it away. Catnip was like a drug to her, and she couldn’t ever get enough.
He blinked over at her, "You ok?" he asked. He was to tired to put two and two together. He hadn't had any ambient to get him to sleep.
Cat shook her head, “I’m not okay. Do you have any catnip?” She asked, her tail twitching anxiously. She couldn’t help it as her canines started to grow longer - like that of a feline’s.
He tossed her a bag and sighed, he couldn't help but giggle at her crazed expression.
Cat grabbed the bag, opening it and taking a deep breath through her nose of the smell. A chill went down her back, and she found herself starting to eat it. It was a feline thing, he wouldn’t get it.
He chuckled once more and traced circles on his desk with his finger, tracing strange symbols unintentionally.
Cat ended up with a stomach ache, having eaten all the contents in the bag. She groaned softly, pulling her knees up to her chest as she tried not to be so... High.
He glanced over and rouse an eyebrow, "Hey uh" he stopped when he realized that the teacher was handing out sheets of paper.
Cat grimaced when the teacher handed her a paper, still holding her knees to her chest. She looked over at the boy who’d spoken to her as soon as the teacher had gone back to the front of the room.
He looked down at the paper, tilting his head and trying to read it. Only being able to make out the words, "Partner" and "Math lab".
Cat looked down at the paper and groaned, but not because of the assignment. The pain in her stomach was excruciating. Though she didn’t think anybody would want to be her partner - except maybe the boy who’d given her the catnip.
He glanced over with a somewhat concerned look on his face, "Are you alright?" he asked again.
Cat looked over at him, fear instantly enveloping her once more. “Um... I’m f-fine.” She said and forced herself to remain silent. Even if she was high, her pupils were huge, or that she felt like she had an alien inside of her, she would rather not explain it.
He smiled sheepishly, "Hey, uh... of you want we could be partners..." He suggested.
Cat raised an eyebrow at him, almost shocked at having someone want her as a partner. “R-Really? That would be great.” She smiled faintly and got up so that she could go and throw away the plastic bag that reeked of catnip.
He fiddled with his pencil nervously, picking it up and dropping it over and over again along with the continuously faint tapping of his foot. Should I be worried, maybe I shouldn't, wait did I lock the door this morning I hope I did, right after I fed the dog, I did feed the dog right? he thought.
Cat stumbled back towards her desk, nearly tripping over her own tail. Though she didn’t exactly stay awake. She passed out as soon as she hit the chair, the catnip now acting as a sedative.
He blinked and stood up, the bell rung loudly and students began flooding out, the teacher even flooded out the lounge. He picked her up and glanced around, Should I take her to my dorm? he thought.
Cat shook slightly in her unconscious state, the high from eating so much catnip had made her so hyperactive. So much so that she even mumbled in her sleep “Daddy no... Please!” She murmured, her tail hanging limply from her body.
He bit his lip and sighed, carrying her to his room. He hoped she wouldn't get the wrong idea, she was pretty, but he wasn't that type of guy. Not that he knew any of those types of guys, or knew what they were like, cause h didn't he just knew he wasn't that type of guy.
((Shall I make a dorm for him? Or do you want to))
<< I will >>
He walked into the math class, the notes in his hands.....all the students were here.....but cat wasnt. He signed while nudgeung himself as he signed while rubbing his neck a little while blowing a some air. What was he thinking? Why would anyone want to help him? Why did he even come here?
Lander Langdon walked into Math class with his bag and smiled at everyone "good morning" he said as he placed his bag on the table "my name is Lander Langdon, but please call me Mr. Lan" he wrote on the whiteboard 'Mr. ln(x)' "now how can tell me what my name means?"
Ralph dropped his book and rubbed his head a little back. The teach seemed to be in a decent mood....so he might have gotten away witha few.
Lacy walked into class with a smug and not caring expression on her face. She was completely aware of the fact that she was late, of course like any other rebellious teen, she, and I qoute, didn't give a flying rats ass. End qoute. She was obviously chewing gum when she sat down in the very back.
"Anyone?" He asked when the girl walked into his class "you're late" he sighed "but I'll ignore that if you can answer my question"
Ralph looked at the teacher as he shrugged while no one answered.
"Does it mean anything in latin teach?" He asked while turning his head to where a girl just entered into a classroom.
"Does it mean anything in latin teach?" He asked while turning his head to where a girl just entered into a classroom.
"No, it means something in math" he wrote 'log(a)b=x' "maybe this will help"
Ralph looked at the question on the board as he put his head down on the desk. Cat would have been really helpful....but than again...what the hell was he thinking. He ahook his head....seeing if anyone else got it.
She shrugged, "Uh, obviously you aren't doing your job right, considering you haven't taught us this yet mr teach" she replied.
"Ok, one last chance" he wrote 'log(e)x' "this is ln(x). It is when the base is e. It is also called 'the natural logarithm'. Who can tell me why and what's so special with this number?"
He looked over at the girl as he tapped her.
"Pss.....you getting any of this?" He asked her while whispering as he did not know what in the hell the teacher was even teaching. If this went on..he knew it was gonna be tough.
"Pss.....you getting any of this?" He asked her while whispering as he did not know what in the hell the teacher was even teaching. If this went on..he knew it was gonna be tough.
She shrugged and smirked inwardly, "Hey mr teach, can I ask you a question?" she asked in her somewhat boston like accent, considering that she had just moved from Boston.
"Ok, I see" he smiled "I'll start from the beginning" he wrote 'y=x-2' "what is this?" He asked
"Why are you such an asshole?" she asked smugly.
"That's not a way to talk to a teacher!" He stood up "if you don't want to calculate the length and depth of your own asshole, you better stop"
Ralph looked at her and tried.to hide away the laughter. But this girl had some balls. He looked at the teacher to see what his respond was.
