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Feb 19, 2015 01:20PM
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We coukd do teacher student. I havent done that before. Which one would you prefer?
Sure thats fine. Teacher or student?
Name: Alexander BlakeAge: 17
Appearance:
Alexander sighed as he walked into the classroom. It was just after lunch and he was already exhausted. Everyone of his classes have been extremely boring. He opened the door and walked in, sitting in his usual seat in the corner of the back row. He happened to be the first one in the classroom like always.
Alex looked up when he heard some on walked in. He watched as she fixed her clothes and then started to write on the board. He tilted his head slightly watching her confused. She was not the same teacher as before. He had missed a couple days last week so he missed the memo that they were get I a new teacher. maybe she is a sub.
Alex didnt say anything at first, confused. He tilted his head slighlty. "New teacher?" He asked just to make sure he heard her right. He bit his lip and pulled his hat down a little.
He frowned and leaned back in his chair. He took off his hat and immediately fixed it so it wasnt sticking up everywhere. He crossed his arms over his chest and let out a sigh.
"Alexander." He told her simply. He watched hwr as she did whatever she was doing. He tried to figure out what kind of teacher she would be. He heard the bell ring and only a couple more kids came in. The class they had was pretty small.
He sat in the back quietly, listening. He wasnt one to usually talk much.
Alex made a face as he looked down at the paper. He hated doing stuff like this, but whatever. He filled out the paper, his names, likes, dislikes and answered all the questions.
Alex just nodded like the rest of the class did. He actually had multiple different types of cameras. From really old ones to a new one he had just bout a couple weeks ago.
Alex thought for a second before speaking. "Does it matter what kind of camera?" He asked her curiously.
He nodded and leaned on to his desk, with his arms folded. He thought about what camerahe was going to bring in.
He looked up at her, thinking. The perfect picture... he thought. He had so many ideas.
He listened and watched her. At point there woukd have been an amazing photo when she was standing near the window. He needed to carry around his camera again.
Alex stood up after the bell rang. He grabbed his hat and put it back on his head. He waited till everyone else was gone before he walked to the door.
He stopped at the door and looked back at her. "I'll see you tomorrow." He told her with a small smile before walking off to his locker.
He went to his locker, grabbing his bag and his homework and stuff before heading out to his small black car.
After trying twice his car finally started. He had a crappy little car that his mom use to drive all the time before she pasted away a couple years ago. The drive to his house only took a couple minutes.
He lived in a small one story house. He parked in the driveway, glad his dad wasnt home yet. He went inside, grabbed a soda some food and went straight upstairs to his bedroom.
He sat in his room, looking through all his pictures. Sorting them out from nature pictures to random people pictures.
He heard his a car door outside and flinched. He walked over to his bedroom door and locked itbefore going back to his pictures.
After a couple of hours he fell asleep, sitting in his chair at his desk.
Alexander woke up early teying to avoid his dad, but that didnt go so well. He managed to reach the door but before he was able to leave his dad yelled at him a couple times then hit him.
Without saying a word he left the house. He got his car and sat there for a couple minutes. He looked in the mirror and the skin around his eye was already turning into a bruise. With a sigh he drove off towards the school.
He made to the school with in a couple minutes. He sat in his car for a little bit. He eventually got out when the buses started to drop kids off. He went inside and straight to his first our class. ((Wanna skip to their class))
Alexander walked into class, early as usual and sat in his seat. He kept his head down, hiding his face so the bruise wasnt showing.
He glanced up with his eyes, not moving his hair that was hiding the bruise. "Yes?" He asked confused.
He blinked a couple times. "Yeah... Im fine. Not hungry." He mumbled and sat back in his seat.
He just nodded. He saw her walking over and glanced up. His hair moved, revealing the bruise. "Yeah.everything's fine."
He looked at her and frowned a little. He searched her eyes for a second. He hesitated a second before answering. "My dad, why?" His face was expressionless.
He just shrugged. "You're suppose to say that. You're a teacher even though have any he time teachers dont give a crap about us."
He shrugged and looked away. He leaned back looked down at his lap. He messed with his hands.
He looked up at her with a confused look. "Really?" He asked confused. He was going to say something else but the bell rang and people started to walk in.
He nodded and listened to her. He didnt say much through out the class, keeping attention away from himself.
Alexander stayed back, he took his time gettin his stuff all packed up.
He looked up at her and smiled a tiny bit. "Hi."
He bit his lip thinking. "I dont know." He shrugged and looked down at his lap.
"Like what?" He asked her. He leaned back in his chair and looked at her.
"Cameras? I can do that" he smiled a little more. When it came to photography and cameras, he could go on for ever.
