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 Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:28 pm
  After getting out of the car, Cheryl picked up her white iPhone that was decorated with a pink case from her brown stylish bag as it vibrated and the familiar sound of an incoming text. A wide smile spread across her face as she read the text. It was only from her boss at the little café where she worked a few hours a week, and he wanted her to drop by later during the afternoon to work for two hours. It sure wasn’t much but Cheryl really loved the place; her co-workers were super nice, the customers gave her plenty of tips and the cakes they served were delicious! Most of the time she was there she usually only served the customers or took their orders or made sure they had coffee. She was yet to learn how to make the cakes they sold and she couldn’t wait! She wanted to make cute and pretty cakes for everyone to look at and eat!
With a few swift finger movements Cheryl had replied to the text with an enthusiastic “I’ll be there as soon as I can after school’s finished!”, still having a smile on her face. After putting her phone back in her bag, Cheryl almost bumped into a man in the doorway. As she looked up to apologize she stopped herself as she recognized the smell of the shampoo. No doubt that was her teacher, Osiris. He seemed to have noticed her too as he held the door open for her and smiled. Cheryl looked up at the older male with a bright and happy smile as always. “Good morning, Mr Whelan” she said as a reply to his greeting. “And thank you for holding the door for me” she then added, polite as she was.
Cheryl’s blue eyes looked up at the taller man and couldn’t help but wonder if what they had was only about sex. Sure, she fancied him but she wasn’t sure if she really wanted to have something more serious with him. But then again, that would be scandalous! Only having sex with the man was scandalous enough and if that came out she bet both of them would be scolded, so she was always making sure to only have casual conversations with him in school or public places about…nothing, really, to avoid big ears overhearing them.
“Oh, I have a little something for you.” Cheryl crouched down and searched through her leather bag and pulled up a notebook which said “English” with a pretty handwriting. She opened it up and found a pencil, scribbled down a little note on a page filled with text before ripping it out and handed it to Osiris. “My short story. I forgot to hand it in the last time. It's only two and a half pages and it's not very good” she said with a smile and stood up again, brushing off her pleated skirt from any possible wrinkles. “Hey, Cheryl! Get your lazy butt over here!” The brunette turned her head towards the female voice that was heard. It was one of her friends that he was supposed to go look for. “See you in class” she said to Osiris with a small smile on her lips before heading over to her friend to get ready for their first class.
The small little note on the paper she left said “I’m going to work after school – you’re free to drop by! ♥”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHEY! LISTEN TO ME!
WHERE;; School
WITH;; Myself -> Osiris -> Friend
OoC;; SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! ; v ; I will hopefully get better at coming online and have more time.
I TALK | I THINK | EVERYONE ELSE
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 4:50 am
 
Arriving to school, Kevin headed over to his locker and shoved his bag in there. He loosened up his tie a bit to make it a bit more comfortable. He hated it when it was tied too tight. Not only was it really uncomfortable, but it was also the feeling of being strangled or something. Not the most comfortable if you asked him! Well, after fixing the dark red tie, Kevin leaned back against the lockers and plugged an earplug in one ear from his cell phone and put some music on, quite loud to actually be able to hear something over the ruckus in the corridor. He scrolled through his long playlist until he found something worth listening to; this time it happened to be “Dirty Diana” by Michael Jackson. He loved that song and many others by the fantastic man.
Kevin then clicked “back” on the screen to read the text he had received on his way to school. “Sweet Jesus! I don’t want to read this much in the morning!” Still, with a sigh, the blonde male started to read the text. It was from the same girl who had texted him during the night and complained and whined about him not calling back and ignoring her. He just couldn’t seem to understand what the problem was. He had told her from the start that he wasn’t interested in something serious, only sex. But she didn’t seem to understand that, obviously, seeing as she tried to convince him otherwise.
There was a light poke at his shoulder and a male voice, but for the time being Kevin ignored it. He was way too busy trying to decipher the text! The way it was written made him realize that she was really pissed off – there were exclamation marks everywhere and a sentence here and there were capitalized. “I really want to throw something at her right now. And there’s that voice again, but just ignore it for now.” “That voice” was referring to the boy beside him. But as he felt a part of his hair being pulled, Kevin flinched and looked up from his phone and plugged the earplug out and looked at the male at his side with his big eyes, enlarged by the circle lenses he wore; the make up also made his eyes seem bigger than they were.
Kevin blinked a few times, looking slightly annoyed. "Can you please move, I have to get inside my locker." The blonde male sighed and took a step forwards. He put his phone and the earplugs in the pocket of his pants. Spinning on his heels, he turned around to face the male, fixing his hair as he did. He didn’t fancy someone touching it without his permission. “Sorry?” he said, not sure if that was what he was supposed to say, but he did anyway. Kevin opened his locker again without saying another word and got his books for his first class.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIMPORTANT MESSAGE!
WHERE;; TEXT
WITH;; TEXT
OoC;; Sorry for crap of doom
I TALK | I THINK | EVERYONE ELSE
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 11:00 pm
___I used to ( RULE ) the world
SEAS WOULD RISE WHEN I GAVE THE WORD
Now in the morning I sleep alone ◄► Sweep the streets that I used to own
_____________I____USED____TO____ROLL____THE____DICE
______Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing ↷ ↷
____"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
___One minute I held the key
________________________Next, the walls were closed on me
____And I discovered that my castles stand
UPON PILLARS OF SALT______AND______PILLARS OF SAND
For some reason I can't explain
__________Once you know there was never -- ( never ) an honest word
_____and____that____was____when____i____ruled____the____world
█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█
ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ⇉ Classroom
ｗｉｔｈ↮ the class
ｄｏｉｎｇ⇉ teaching
ｏｏｃ↮ So idk where you want me to take it from here. I guess to after school? Or idk. D: And sorry this took a little bit. I haven't been feeling so great lately due to migraines.
Though Osiris had tried to avoid Cheryl, it clearly did not work. He’d almost literally bumped into her before he’d even gotten into the building, so he knew that with that kind of luck, he would likely be unable to avoid her throughout the rest of the day. Still, rather than making a big deal about his failed attempt, or seeming like an a*****e [which might very well upset her for the rest of the day, and he really did not want to do that to the poor girl], he smiled, greeted, her, and held the door open for her like a gentleman. Why not at least try to make it a bit pleasant? Then again, did he really even want to avoid her at all? Or was he just feeling guilty since he had a woman at home who was very sick at the moment, and here he was thinking about someone completely different than the one he was supposed to be in a relationship with. And though their affections could not be traded in public, because that would end very badly, it didn’t mean they couldn’t innocently converse. He was her teacher, after all. They would have to converse later in the day, anyway.
”Et es my pleasuh,” he said lightly as the smile remained on his face. There was no longer any sign that he wanted to avoid her, because let’s face it, deep down he had no desire to. Even if he claimed that everything was over, and they would no longer do their thing, and that he would be professional from here on out… he knew that it would never end. What they had started had gotten too far in from the start, and there was no backing out now. As both sets of blue eyes connected, Osiris’ smile broadened. They remained silent for a long moment, and if anyone had been paying enough attention to the two of them, someone might think there was a little thing going on. Then again, what people didn’t know was that there was indeed a secret love affair between the teacher and the student. Whether she it was a legit romance or just sex, neither of them really even knew. What they did know, however, was that regardless of anything that happened between them, it could not go public. Even if there was no turning back from this point, having anything go public now would threaten not only his career, but the rest of his life.
”Whassat?” he asked as she mentioned having something for him, but as she crouched down in front of him, his eyebrows raised and he backed up a efw steps as to not be so close to her. A few moments later, however, she was handing a notebook with the word “English” written on the front. He took it, glanced at the page she had written on, and gave her a smile and a nod. ”Aye’ll beh sure tuh look et ovuh,” he said, just before she bid her farewell and went with her friend. Well, it looked like he wouldn’t be attempting to stay away from her as he had originally intended. Nor would he be heading straight home after work.
Osiris slid the notebook into his bag before pulling out his iPhone and texting as he made his way to his classroom. A quick text was shot to his girlfriend, though there would likely be no reply for a few hours.
To: Rachel
From: Osiris
Message: Hey, babygirl. I’ll probably be late heading home. There’s a few students in my class already asking for help, and a few of them asked to come after school, as well. I’ll let you know if anything changes. Feel better; call if you need anything.
With that, Osiris made his way into his classroom to prepare for the day.
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