- DING, DING, DING, DING, DING. The bell within the school sounded off, echoing down the hallways and telling the students and teachers that the classes were about to start. It would be a few more minutes before another set of dinging bells would sound, though that set would be the ones to say that the classes had began. Goodness gracious, Osiris needed to hurry. He had been lounging within the teachers lounge on his lunch - considering that's what the teacher's area was for. Of course, since it was his lunch time, the man had brought something to eat. Though, the 'something' was not that of a small meal. In fact, it consisted of a two pieces of fried chicken, a nice chunk of macaroni and cheese, as well as some mashed potatoes and gravy. The man might as well have stopped by KFC for Christs sake. Still, it was a large lunch - and just enough to hold him over until after school ended and he could get home. From there, he would eat more. He was a bottomless pit, after all.
Gathering his things, the gamma was quick to leave the teacher's lounge; bidding farewell to those around him that were his coworkers. And, with that, he went off toward the room where he would teach his next class. It wasn't too far off from where he had been stationed only moments ago; just down the hall, to the left, and about five doors down. From there, he entered the room and immediately went over to his desk. At this point, there were already a few students sitting at their desks, talking among themselves. A smile was thrown in their direction out of common courtesy, then he went to set his things up. Everything had a place on his desk; no matter what. Some may call it OCD, but Osiris would have rather been organized than not. Hell, a few of the kids thought it would be funny to move things around - in which it irritated him to no end, but the items always went back to where they belonged. Damn scoundrels.
DING, DING, DING, DING, DING. The bells sounded off once more, and the last of the students poured into the classroom - quick to take their seats. Blue eyes scanned over the faces, taking note that a few were missing, or a few were in the wrong seats. He had become familiar with faces, as well as names - though the names still sometimes slipped his mind. It was, after all, not too far into the school year. It had only been a month or so, and that wasn't enough time to get him entirely familiar with everyone. Plus, the fact that this was his first teaching job, and his first school year to do it was even more intense.
Straightening out his suit, he began. "Thank you all for bein' on time," he murmured, sliding over to his desk to pick up a piece of paper that consisted of the seating chart he had set out for the students, as well as their attendance list on the same thing. "I'm goin' to go through attendance, so please let me know you're here when I call out your name." Though, before he started, Osiris turned his attention over to the one who was still standing in the front of the class. A blink was made, and it took a second for him to finally realize that this may be a new student. Clearing his throat, he moved a bit closer to the smaller male; seeming curious. "I take it you are new, yes? What is your name?" he asked, ready to write the kid's name down on the schedule. Of course, once he received it, Osiris scribbled it down on an empty slot on the paper. He had to have it repeated a few times, though, as it was a name he was unfamiliar with, and had no idea how to even pronounce. "Alright. Nice to have you here. Go an' have a seat in an empty chair." And with that, he went through the list.
"Adamson." "Here."
"Dawson." There was no response. "Tardy, then."
"Jackson." "Here."
"Martinez." "Here."
"Sylvestor." There was no response to that, either. "Absent."
There were quite a few other names called out in between and whatnot, and the list was done quickly. Osiris was partially wondering where the Cheveyo alpha female was, and why she was not in class today; though he could imagine it was because of pack duties. Osiris knew first hand what that sort of thing was like, so he often tried to help her with it as much as possible. Her classwork was her own, of course, though he would give her a rundown of the lesson at home, when he went back to the pack after school. Those were on the days she missed, though.
"Alright, class. First of all, I want to welcome Mister... Oh-han-ko? Ohanko? Did I say it correctly? My apologies, it's a very unique name." Smiling lightly, he bowed his head just a bit to the new student. Having an irish accent, it was a bit harder to say the name correctly without sounding stupid. Though, he seemed to do it decently enough, then went on with his introduction to today's lesson. "Today, we're goin' to start the book The Crucible by Arthur Miller. Now, this is a very deep story, so I suggest all of you follow along. The board gave me the choice between teaching The Crucible, or To Kill A Mockingbird first, though both will be taught eventually. I figured you all would prefer to chance your arms in--" Osiris stopped, seeming to be cut off from the sound of the door opening. Blinking a few times, the gamma turned his bright gaze over to the door... only to see Pepper waltzing right into the room in an extremely late fashion.
A dark eyebrow cocked up, seeming to look at the girl curiously. Although she may have been his alpha, he had no reason not to criticize her decision to show up late. "Late, Miss Dawson? Not the grea'est thing when attendin' an English Li'erature class." His tone was a bit harsh, and his eyes gave a bit of an annoyed look. Oh, how he despised late people... Though, perhaps that was the alpha in him talking. "Take a seat. As I was tellin' the class, we'll be lookin into reading The Crucible by Arthur Miller."
