Thread: Reforming My Grades (For Farcry)

As students poured into the room in groups of three and four, she greeted those who spoke to her while the others were too busy with their conversations to even speak a word to her. She didn't mind those who didn't talk to her, after all she was their teacher not their friend. As the clock ticked and the minutes passed, Jessica sipped away on her java and read the dozen or so e-mails from different teachers, students and other staff members. Deleting the ones that weren't important and marking those she'd come back to during her break to reply to. The young teacher wasn't really paying attention to her students until a voice echoed in her ears and made her want to snap. Hearing the words, 'Good Morning Beautiful,' from the one student that she hadn't wanted to really show up nor stay in her classroom sent an eerie chill through her. She tried to keep her eyes on the e-mail she was reading but it was hard. As she knew that the boy was looking at her. She could feel his eyes on her like a lioness stalking an antelope waiting for the correct time to pounce. 'So you got some stimulating lesson for us today', the way he talked to her, the sound in his voice. The confidence alone was creepy and made her feel a bit uneasy about him. Luckily by the time she had built up the courage to tell him to take a seat, Jessica heard the sounds of foot steps leaving her desk. 'Oh thank goodness.' She sighed and spoke to herself. Closing her e-mail account and turning off the computer, Jessica looked up at the full classroom, and smiled warmly to the students. Sliding back in her chair, she stood up and pushed it back into place. Good Morning Class. Ms. Parish called out walking in front of them and across the class room to shut her room door. Shutting it, she stepped up to the chalk board and picked up a piece of chalk. Well we wasted yesterday on introductions and other meaningless paper work, now its time to get serious. Jessica was the school Health Education teacher, it was her major in college and she had a minor in educational studies. From the paper work she was given Jessica was told what all she had to cover with her students before the end of the first semester. It wasn't a lot but some of the topics she was being told to touch base on weren't something she felt comfortable teaching since it was only her first time being a solo teacher. As the tip of the chalk touched the chalk board, she licked her plump lips and started to write in a beautiful curved print, Differences in Medical Drugs Illegal Drugs... As she wrote Jessica had to walk a little side ways to fit it all on the board area she had chosen to write in. As she stepped her mid-thigh length skirt tightened around her perfect rump and rode up a little with the movement. Turning to face the all male class, I'm guessing you've all taken some sort of anti-drug program while you were in elementary and middle school, right? She paused and looked around the room as some of the student's nodded. Well then, who can tell me some of the drugs that are on the streets and if you know any of the street names that drug dealers call them? She asked her voice came out very lovely with a mature twang in it.