Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Lilly Simpson The sounds of the clock alarm filled Lilly's ears, making her head ring and shake. She groaned as her eyes lazily opened, a groggy looking expression coated her face. Ugh, time to get up and go to school. She sighed, slapping the top of the clock and rolled on her back, rubbing at her eyes and stared at her white ceiling. Her mind quickly flooded back with last nights incident. Was that a dream or real? She spoke in hushed tones, coming to conclusion that it was real. I can't tell anyone of this, they probably won't believe me anyways, I mean, what kind of alien looks to be of a human? The one thing that stuck in her mind the most about the man was his black hair and how it flowed with the autumn breeze. She pulled the comforter off and got out of bed, walking towards her dresser to pull out her school uniform white and green checker skirt, white knee-high socks with black suede shoes, a black shirt with a white collar and a green and white tie to match. She had a green headband to make her bangs be concealed with the rest of her hair. She walked towards the bathroom and turned the hot shower knob, adjusting the temperature by the cold knob. She took off her clothes and quickly brushed her teeth before she jumped into he shower. The warm water felt nice as it trickled down her back, relieving the tension of her muscles from the uncomfortable slumber she just had. She grabbed her Aussie shampoo and lathered her blonde hair in it, bubbles trickling down her body and landing on the floor, escaping into the drain. She sighed, wishing she could stay in the shower for hours. She rinsed her hair of the soapy mess and started to lather her hair with conditioner, repeating the same process as her shampoo. She turned the knobs off and grabbed at the blue towel that hung on the towel bar, rubbing the soft fabric on her body before rolling it up in her hair. She exited the shower and started to put her clothes on, thanking God that this is her last year at the school, being a Senior. She took the towel off of her head and started to brush the tangles out of her long hair, afterwards placing the green headband atop of her head. She finished some last minute touches on her face by applying lipstick, cover up and mascara before heading to her room to grab her black book bag. Okay, time to roll. She told herself as she exited her home, walking to her school which was only a mere few blocks away. This was the only time that she was thankful for living so close to a school she didn't have to ride the cramped bus and be bothered with annoying pests. The morning breeze smelt nice, and it left a cooling sensation in her lungs. The birds chirping was a beautiful tune to listen to, better than any artist or band she'd ever heard of. Her school was in sight, seeing some of her friends in the near distance. She waved happily at them as they waved back, entering into the school entrance. As she jogged to join them, she stopped dead in her tracks. A man with the same black hair entered into the building, carrying a file of paperwork in his left hand as he pushed the school doors open, slipping into the hallway getting lost in the crowed of students. Lilly blinked her eyes and shook her head. Now, every guy with black hair isn't going to be him, you know. She told herself, waving the thought away as if it were an annoying fly buzzing into her ear. She walked upstairs onto the third floor where her English class was located, sitting down in the front row with her hands folded on top of her desk, her book bag right beside her seat. Lilly didn't mind to be by herself, hence she didn't have many friends. She could perfectly keep herself company, reading books, drawing, and venturing outdoors. The English teacher hadn't arrived yet, so the class chattered away, uncaring of the swear words they bounced back and fourth. Then... the door opened. Everyone sat back down in their correct seats, shutting their mouths besides a couple of snickers throughout the room. The teacher was looking down, but he had the exact same black hair that she saw that man have that walked into the school moments ago. He looked up... and it was him! It was the alien that landed last night! Lilly wanted to bolt for the door, get out of the way of his presence and just run. She knew he couldn't be here to teach, she knew he wanted something more power, information, their organs. She gulped as she bit her tongue, wanting to scream out what he truly was, but she shook her head and knew that wouldn't be the smartest thing to do. She just continued to sit in her chair, her heart pounding harshly in her thoracic cavity, watching the aliens every move and step, being prepared for the worst to happen.