Ovan High School

"okay class the bell is going to wring in few min, you may leave when it does." says Ms. Colera ((the 2nd period teacher)) lazly not really caring about her job or anything to do with it. just wishing Friday would come faster so she could get paid.


Zack sat staring out the widow now thinking of chess and wondering if the place had any sort of tournaments here or if any 1 here played at all. The bell sounded the end of class shortly after the teacher said it would. so he got up and prepared to jump out the window to fly to his next class.
 
He listens to Ms. Colera and frowns, leaning back again and resting instead of responding to the government worker, he wondered how she could deal with this, "Shitty" class of idiotic fools who were overtly concerned with things of other matters, but were not talented enough to keep up to par in both fields. Furthermore, how could she do it based off a monthly pay, horrible indeed.

His gaze shifts and he watches Zack as the bell leaves, remembering him being told off by the beautiful young girl from before and almost chuckles. He then watches him jump free from the window and begins to chuckle, a metallic sound with cold, rigid respite, recalling his apparent concern when another student had fled the same way. "Idiotic" was the word that came to his mind when that occurred.

He waited absently as people shuffled free of the door and stood, taking place at the end of the line, when the least amount of people were filing out, and began to step to his next class. He didn't have wings, flying wasn't an option, and speed couldn't work here, strength was frowned upon in fractions of abuse, so, he had to play normal for now, how ridiculous.
 
zack flew above the school while looking for where his next class will be on the map he looked at of the school. and when he did spot it none of the windows on the floor or his class was at was open the nearest open window was in the library and the window 2 floors up by the stairs. 'well i could use the walk or my legs will be dead weight if don't use them enough and best if i walked up instead of down. so looks like me visiting the library' he thought as flew above the school.

then when he was aligned with the open window he dove through it and landed in a crouch and drew his wings in as he stood. then he proceeded to walk to the doors to the hallway so he may find his way to his next class.
 
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Callie smiled a bit as the bell rang. She reached down one pale arm and picked up her bag, slinging it over her bare shoulder alongside the strap of her slim-fitting black tank top and beginning towards the door. She slipped towards the door, taking one last curious look at the tall boy as he took his place a little ways behind her at the end of the line. She wasn't sure why she was drawn to him - it certainly wasn't attraction of any sort, after all, so she was left baffled. She began to push her way through the flood of students and heading towards her next class, flat shoes padding gently against the floor. It had been a strange and eventful day thus far, and she was almost afraid what would happen in the rest of her classes. There was a part of her - a very big part, in fact - that wanted to just cut classes for the rest of the day, to head to her room and get changed so she could make her way to that club and see if it was any fun. However, she knew she had to just get through a few more classes and then she'd be done for the day, so she kept on putting one foot in front of the other and heading towards the classroom. She pushed open the door and poked her head inside, surprised to see that she was the first one there - not even the teacher had arrived, so Callie gave a dramatic sigh and made her way to her seat, plopping down and pulling out a bottle of nail polish.
 
He frowns as he walks through the hall and pockets his hands, relaxing a bit now as he steps into his classroom, at first not noticing the female from before and so he sighs, relaxing and shutting his eyes before opening them, catching sight of her and frowns deeply, irritated that his rite of calming was seen by the likes of her, regardless of his attraction to her, of which, he still didn't understand, but he'd find out soon enough if the demon was shallow enough to attempt to charm him.

He stepped by, unsure of who this teacher was, and honestly, not wishing to deal with him or her on the first day of school, and thus he made sure to sit towards the back, though, not so far back that he'd be noticed quickly as a target student. He hated being called upon as he rests himself, awaiting the teacher, of which is currently not available as various students began to shuffle into the dwelling called class. He quietly wondered if he and the attractive girl, -for that was her name to he- was sharing all of their classes together, and he was surprisingly not against the concept, though, he doubted it would occur. Odds rarely matched up for him, that he was sure of.
 
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The faintly gleaming golden eyes of Mrs. Vapula darted about as she strode confidently through the halls, her black heels clicking against the hard floors of the school. Her face was hard and emotionless as she made her way towards her classroom. She didn't teach for the first two periods, so she stayed home until third period and then headed to her class. She was a very unique teacher in that opinions of her varied greatly - the majority of the young ladies in the school, she heard, frequently commented on what a wonderful teacher she was, but the young men tended to disagree. She wasn't sure why - perhaps, as a woman, the girls found her more relatable than the boys did, though that didn't quite explain why opinions on the other teachers weren't so easily divided.

Lifting a hand absent-mindedly to touch her hair and ensure that it was still in place, Mrs. Vapula rounded one corner and began towards the door of her classroom. A slight smile came across her dark red lips as she saw that two students were already there - Callie Ronova, who was one of the school's top students despite her major attitude issues, and a tall boy who was unfamiliar to Mrs. Vapula. She set down her stack of books on top of her desk and set her bag down on the floor beside her chair, heading to the chalkboard and picking up a piece of white chalk. She wore black dress pants, her high heels, and a red blouse that matched the bright streaks in her elegant updo. She began by writing down the name of one of the textbooks on the shelves at the back of the room, and then the page number she would need them to turn to. She began to write down their instructions, to read the first three pages and then to complete the ten questions on the fourth page on lined pieces of paper. Beneath the instructions, she wrote "Hand in before leaving class", and then sat down at her desk. A few other students were beginning to file in as the start of class drew nearer.

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Callie smiled a bit as she saw Mrs. Vapula enter. She liked Mrs. Vapula more than the rest of the teachers - she wasn't sure why, but there was something about the teacher's cold, calculated movements and words that gave Callie the impression of having rather similar personalities. No students dared give Mrs. Vapula any sass because she was cold and harsh enough that they tended to be scared of her - she was obviously a very unusual demon, and while no one was sure why, no one wanted to find out. Callie smiled over at the teacher, and the teacher smiled back. She then pulled out a sheet of lined paper from her binder and a pen, setting them down on her desk and rising from her seat to go and get the textbook. She figured she'd get started on the questions right away so she wouldn't have to worry about not being finished by the time class ended - Mrs. Vapula would expect everyone to hand something in, even if they didn't finish the questions. When she assigned questions like these, there was no option to finish it the next day or as homework. Callie pulled out the textbook, carrying it in both pale hands as it was a new set and the lime green covers were sleek and shiny, almost to the point of being slippery.
 
zack lightly jogged up the last flight of stairs to the floor his class was and continued to jog to his next class. he slowed to a walk when reached the door and calmly walked, not noticing the fact that callie was in this class or the 1 boy that commented to him the hall during second, in the class and took his seat at back left corner near the window as he always did.

while waiting for class to start he stared out to the nearby mountain range wondering thinking about getting a pet fox and possible a old friend that roam deep in the mountain range.
 
Steffan looked up momentarily, looking at the attractive teacher before ending up not even vaguely impressed by the teachers primed initiative, not one to care for the personality of a being so weak that she had to drop into a teaching career in a mixed school to get anywhere, but, judging by her sense of perfection, it was not all too hard to envision her and her feeble form being destroyed in any sort of battle. He counted her, like a number and then dismissed her personality, placing her within the section of people who were weak, a large section indeed before reading the rhetoric so kindly placed for him, it's instruction seeming annoying if anything and he relaxed completely.

His eyes shut as he fell out of sentient thought and into a period of rest, not one permeating so deeply that he could not wake, but not one so subtle that the slightest of noise could stir him, he didn't plan to do his work, didn't plan to turn it in late, and didn't plan to please the teacher. She was annoying as far as he could tell, not a fun specimen at all, experimental psychology was never fun on those who were naturally submissive in nature, such as a weakling.
 
while waiting for class to start zack decided to stand up and play with the hacky sack he always carries 'well this teacher looks like fun'. keeps calmly and steadily kicking the hacky sack in place while he waited.
 
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