Important: If you ever join this roleplay, you can come in at any time. It is narrated day by day, so you'll know what day of the school year it is. (The school year usually consists of 180 days) Of course, if you join on a day that's not the first day of school, your character will be considered a transfer student/ a new student/ someone who doesn't always show up at school. This roleplay is about a teacher and his experience teaching a very troublesome 10th grade class. He wants to teach them language arts and math and science, but he also wants to teach them about life. He also wants his students to teach him things, because they must know things about the world he has a small knowledge about. To join this roleplay, please include this info in your first reply. 1) Name. The name your character wants to be called. Is it Betty? Is it a nickname? 2) Age. Your character is in 10th grade. Was your character held back before? 3) Why is your character in the troublesome class? Is your character a teenage prostitute? Is your character someone with serious anger problems? Is your character someone who had bad parents, and is troublesome because of them? [Important note: If you plan to join this jump in roleplay, you must give your character some character development. Your character cannot stay a teenage delinquent who hates everyone at the beginning of the year, and does not get changed by the events that occur!] 4) Past. What significant things have occurred to your character in the past? 5) Physical traits. Include a photo (it can be in any medium: drawing, painting, computer art, etc.) of what your character looks like. If you can't include a photo, use words to describe your character's physical traits. Have any questions/ comments/ requests/ etc. related to this roleplay? Please message me! Have fun! Include character development! Also, one more thing: this roleplay is at a high school. I don't think a teacher would be extremely ecstatic if you started using an f-bomb in front of them. Sexual content and swearing is allowed. It's just that when would you curse/start making out in high school? Keep that in mind! ---------------------------------------------------- Misty Johnson couldn't believe it! He had a passion for teaching, but that only applied to teaching well behaved and serious kids. At age 27, he decided to apply for a teaching job at a high school. When he went in to ask about occupation opportunities, the principal (a short and fat, but looking man, who most likely was married and had children) told him what was open. "Uh, we need a few more janitors," the principal (who's name is Mr. Drigg) adjusted his glasses. Misty questioned if Mr. Drigg was joking around or actually being serious. "Is that all?" Misty asked, impatient for an answer. "Oh, yes...class 19. There's a very troublesome class that has students from grade 10. But I highly doubt you want to teach them. I mean, the teachers from the past 8 years have all resigned!" He forcefully laughed, while Misty thought in his mind. (Where else do you think, anyways? In your ass?) Deep down inside, Misty was pretty advanced when dealing with troublemakers. His parents had been some of the biggest troublemakers, before their deaths a few years back. He remembered how every single night, his father would be drunk on the table. His mother was a female whore, so she was hardly home. When she was home, she was always abused by her drunk husband. The conditions of his home had taught him very many life lessons, ones he wished to share with the younger generation. "I want to teach class 19," he replied, and he was sure of it at that moment. "Are you sure? When I say that they are troublesome, I don't say it lightly," the principal's face had gotten serious. "I can deal with it," Misty replied, not knowing what was in store in his teaching career. The long summer nights (that Misty mostly spent watching pornography and preparing for his teaching career) eventually came to an end, and they slowly became cold and dark. September 20 finally came around, and early in that morning, he prepared his outfit. It consisted of a blazer and a white undershirt. He brushed his brown hair, and put on his dark red glasses.