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 Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:22 pm
_______ Is a spoiled rich boy, who's the son of the school chairman, and a child who always, ALWAYS gets what he wants. Everyone is afraid of him, because of the power he holds, and no teacher dares to stand up to him... Until Ares Vellon started working as the schools music teacher and ________ learned, not everyone would crawl into his palm like he expected....
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:30 pm
 Name: Ares Vellon
Age: 23
Occupation : Music teacher
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:32 pm
 Name: Damien De Luca
Age: 18
Occupation: Student/son of school chairman
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:41 pm
Ares sat in the teachers staff room, where he sat speaking with the vice principle....and it was a bit of an awkward conversation. A warning it would seem "So i'm supposed to treat this boy Damien....like he's above me..." he muttered, repeating the males words in a rather....slow manner....Yeah right, he wasn't about to treat a brat who didn't deserve respect; with respect. "Alright" He stated with a charming smile, a lie....but he had to keep up appearances, he needed his job. Shaking the mans hand once more he stood up and headed out into the halls, smiling at a few of the students who had stopped to stare, apparently most of the teachers here were...older.
Turning down the hall he walked into the music room, letting his soft lilac eyes wander the room slowly. It was spacious...lots of instruments and over all it seemed to have nice acoustics. With a soft smile he wandered over to the piano and sat down, opening the piano, before running his fingers over the smooth ivory keys. "They spared no expense.." He murmured, before he started to play a soft melody, something he had written himself. He let himself get absorbed in his playing, not minding that there was a crowd of students outside the music room door, staring in at the new teacher. Ares was a pretty sight, slender with ivory skin and big eyes framed by layered golden locks. His face was almost like a dolls, though he was taller than the average girl and he wasn't one to take lip from anyone...
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:47 pm
 Damien walked down the halls ignoring all the people trying to talk to him. They were all pathetic losers who didn't understand that he was far superior than them and he did not like to socialize with such pathetic losers. Soon he made it to the music room where the slight smug smile on his face turned into a frown, his face filled with annoyance. Who, was playing his piano? He walked into the room and immediately students got out of the way and looked away as if scared about what was about to happen. Damien walked up to the piano and stared at the guy who he knew was the teacher. "You're a teacher are you not? Aren't you suppose to have manners and not be rude? Get your nasty hands off my piano." He glared down at the man not giving a s**t that he was his teacher, there was nothing he could do, he owned this place (that's how he views it anyway) and he owned these things. People were to ask him if it was okay to use something.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:06 pm
Ares didn't stop right away, he played a pretty little ending for the song, before he let soft lilac eyes dart up to the boy who he presumed was Damien by the way he acted. "Damien i presume." He stated bluntly as he turned slightly on the piano bench. "I'm sorry to inform you, but i'll not stop playing as i am the music teacher and you are a student. I'll be using this piano for my lessons, and if you have anything else to say to me, please feel free to do so after school" He responded in an awfully....blunt tone. "Also the one without manners would be you. Since I'm a teacher i expect you to address me as Mr. Vellon, and that is that. I don't care who you are Damien. Your just one more student that i'm in charge of teaching. If you understand then i suggest you get to class" he stated with a small smile "Your excused" He added, before he turned his gaze away from the boy, letting it rest on the rather...shocked expressions of the students "The rest of you should be off to." he added, and with that they all seemed to scurry away, quickly.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:13 pm
Was this some sort of joke? Damien stared at the teacher for a moment before looking away, his eye twitching slightly. "The ********? Who does mother ******** think he is? He glanced back at the teacher and glared at him and put his hand down on the part of the piano that closed on top of the keys. He then slammed it down, the teacher luckily having his fingers out of the way. On it, was carved his name. This a*****e would not get away with talking to him like he was better than him. Who gave a s**t if he was a teacher. "I suggest you watch yourself Mr. You can suck my d**k." After that he took his bag and walked out of the class, all the other students letting him go out first now even more frightened at the fact that Damien was clearly pissed. They knew he would let it out on them but even though it was mean...they hoped he would take his rage out on the new teacher, the teacher that pissed him off in the first place. Some admired Mr. Vellon for what he did but others thought he just signed his own death certificate.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:20 pm
Ares chuckled under his breath, not intimidated at all "I think i'll pass" he called to the seething male, before he opened up the piano again. "Such harsh treatment to such a beautiful instrument..." He crooned, before he stood and walked over to his desk to start on some paperwork he had yet to finish.
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Ares was once again at the piano, though now he had the lid of the baby grand open, tuning the strings that in his opinion really did need to be tuned. Perhaps Damien didn't let anyone touch the piano? But it's sound would be so much purer once Ares was done. He also needed to grease the pedals, the poor thing wasn't being managed the way it should have been. Once he was done tuning the piano he closed the lid and walked over to the bench, sitting down again and playing a few chords to test the sound. The piano rang out clearly, it's sound so much more....resonant and easy on the ears. "much nicer... now for the Pedals" He whispered under his breath, a bit of a habit to talk to instruments....especially beautiful ones like this.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:26 pm
"Didn't I tell you not to touch my piano?" Damien said with venom in his voice as he stood by the piano while the teacher was greasing the pedals. For about two months he was unable to be around the music room do to the fact that he had other s**t like games from sports he played and he knew he had neglected his piano but he never let anyone touch it. Though considering that this f*****t had to tune the piano he was sure some people were messing around with his piano. None the less he focused on the current matter. "My name is carved on to it, or are you just blind? Didn't you ever learn not to touch things that don't belong to you? You really are one rude son of a b***h huh?" He glared down at him waiting for the b*****d to get away from what was his.
Typically whenever something of his was touched he would break it and throw it away but not this piano, it held a lot of sentimental value but it wasn't like he was going to tell this teacher. Like hell he would.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:33 pm
Ares stayed where he was as he greased the pedals carefully, violet eyes staying focused on the task at hand "and didn't i tell you to show some respect?" he replied in a rather calm tone, only crawling out form the piano once he had finished, placing the grease bottle on the table next to the piano so he didn't get it on the wood. "Indeed i see your name, a very good job of ruining the finish on her" He stated, indicating that he didn't just see the piano as an object, but it was obviously a 'female' in his eyes. The blonde simply stared at Damien with calm lilac orbs "If you want to play, then play. But don't disrespect her. Slamming the cover closed could have damaged the hinges and your lucky it didnt." he stated in a scolding tone, not at all afraid to stand up to this teen. "I'll tell you once more. To me you are nothing more than a student. Get used to it, because until you earn it, i'll not respect you, nor will i listen to your petty complaints" He stated sharply, before he picked up the grease bottle and moved away from the piano, walking over to his desk to put it away.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:45 pm
He promised his mom that he wouldn't hit another teacher. If only he didn't make such a stupid promise! He balled his hand into a fist and when the teacher turned away he wanted to so badly hit him but he he forced himself to put his hand back down. "Maybe if you learn to listen and not piss me off I wouldn't have done that. I see no point in respecting someone who couldn't get there hands away from something that is mine when I told you to do so. I don't give a rats ******** a** that your a teacher. None the less rather than deal with your rude a** everyday I'll just do this..." he turned away and sighed heavily and dialed a number on his phone. When someone picked up he began to instruct them to get someone to remove his piano and put it in his house and bring a replacement. He also demanded it be done in thirty minutes and if it wasn't than he would have them all fired. He hung up and no longer paid attention to the teacher and opened the lid where he reached up in what seemed to have been a built in pocket in the wood to put things in. He pulled something out, shoved it in his pocket and left the class room not bother to say anything else.
When he got home he went to his dad and demanded for the teacher to be fired today since he didn't want that a*****e around the school anymore. He stood there and his father looked at him shaking his head. "No can do. Normally I would do it but he's the only music teacher so far that is willing to take the job so I won't fire him. Either you get over it or if you're lucky he'll quit. If he quits theres nothing much I can do about it."
Damien frowned and was now even more pissed. "This is bullshit! If that ******** doesn't quit by the end of the week I'll just not go to school anymore. The hell with that s**t." He turned and walked away but his dad shouted something out.
"You stop going to school then that's letting him beat you!"
Those words rang in his head and he was ready to punch his fist into the wall. None the less he walked into his room and went to his piano that was no longer in the school. He sat down and sighed, resting his head on the keys for a moment before beginning to play which always helped him to calm down. He was talented but he never showed what his true skills were for some reason.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 12:28 am
Ares simply sat down at his desk and watched Damien with a smile on his face the whole time...It's like he thought his words were going to get to him. "Rude little boys, won't be respected either" He stated in a sing song tone, watching as the piano was removed and replaced by an older looking piano...which Ares was actually quite pleased with. He also watched as the boy stormed out, forcing himself not to laugh, it was likely that he went home to complain to his daddy. "So childish" He mused as he got up to inspect the new piano. Once again he tuned and greased, though this time he also had to polish the piano entirely, not that he minded. When he was done, the piano probably looked brand new. "Your a pretty one too" he purred softly, before he turned and left the music room, turning out the light and locking the door behind him.
Rather than heading home he went to the washroom and changed out of his suit into a more casual outfit and headed to the park instead, a violin case slung over his shoulder. Once he got to the park, a popular place that he often played at actually. He opened the case and tuned his violin, before he began to play, thoroughly enjoying himself as he did so. Of course he attracted a crowd, more couples than anything since it was starting to get late. He was far more talented at playing the violin, and that probably showed through by the technique and over all beautiful tone of the song. Lilac eyes closed softly as he played, a soft breeze playing with his silky golden locks.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 6:12 pm
The night had flown by and Damien was up and ready for school. He felt extremely tired and didn't want to go to school today since he had to go to music class since yesterday he left the class after the encounter with the new teacher. He unwillingly went off to school and actually made it there very early, in fact he was the only one there aside from a teacher or two. He went to the music room where he messed with the chair a bit and it looked fine though once the teacher would sit on it he would fall back. After doing that he sat at the piano that had clearly been polished, greased and turned. He sighed again and simply began to play, finally having some time to play other than yesterday. He took a deep breath and let it out and began to play a song he knew by heart, well one of the songs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 6:22 pm
Ares arrived early as well, though he had stopped in the staff room to chat for a bit, though some of the teachers seemed to be concerned for him already...gossip spread fast its seemed... Ah well. After saying his 'good mornings' to his fellow teachers he headed to the music room, not at all surprised to hear the sound of the piano being played and the door left open. He simply walked inside, not bothering with the rich boy at the piano as he walked over to his desk, eying his chair warily. He was new...but not stupid, and he had the feeling Damien was the type to tamper with a chair as a childish prank. Rather than sitting he placed a bag with books piled inside and watched the chair tip over. "Clever, but not quite clever enough" He mused under his breath as he simply grabbed one of the student chairs and used it for now. This kind of thing wouldn't affect him, not in the least actually so he didn't care. grabbing the bag that had fallen he unzipped it and pulled out quite a few books, all about music...theory, composers and such.
A soft yawn slipped through his lips as he ignored Damien, why not? Damien didn't want anything to do with him right? So as long as Damien didn't talk to him he'd leave the boy alone. Eventually a young girl trotted in, a first year by the looks of it. "Mr Vellon? I was wondering if you would look this over for me... "She murmured shyly, holding out a piece of music that looked as if it had been composed by the girl herself. "Of course" He replied as he took the sheet music carefully and looked it over with lilac hued orbs. "It's very good, just be careful with some of the harmonies, they may sound a bit too crunchy. Also some of your terms are spelled wrong.... But very good" He cooed, a soft smile on his lips as he reached over and ruffled the girls hair a bit. "Keep up the good work" He added, giving her the music back. She quickly thanked him, her gaze darting to Damien nervously, before she took off out of the room with a bright smile on her face.
So far, Damien had only received a...business like smile from Ares, and honestly that was all the boy was going to get until he smartened up. Ares would treat him like a child if he had to, and he wasn't about to listen to his 'authority' because all he saw was a boy riding on his fathers coat tails.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 6:31 pm
Damien didn't really notice that the teacher had come in until the chair toppled over but he continued to play knowing the teacher wasn't the one that caused the chair to fall over. After he finished the song he was playing he pulled his hand away and rubbed his wrist a bit his face showing a bit of pain but he shook it off and began to play around making up his own music in the process and it sounded like an actual song. None the less he stopped again to rub his wrist and began to play another song. This was his first class and he didn't want to listen to the teacher though the bell had yet to ring. He would sit there and play on the piano all period long until he had to go to his next class.
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