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A small temporary building on the side of the school, just big enough for one, small class, sat on the senior parking lot. Next to it was a small shed, cones and barriers seen rested against the side. In front of the building, parked side by side, were four 2005 Honda Civics, dressed in the school's colors, and blatantly marked as Student Drivers. To the right of these, however, lied an older, Black Sil-Eighty, and a forest green Toyota MR2. Behind the temporary building, underneath covers were a couple more vehicles, finally accompanied by a Subaru WRX.

The inside of the classroom was just as bland, really. Seats along tables, rather than desks, rowed themselves on either side. The front of the room held a white screen, and a projector hung from the ceiling. At the teachers desk was a simple laptop, nothing special, and next to it were stacks of small, yellow books, and a few misplaced papers. The woman sitting behind it typed schedules into the machine, her emerald eyes covered in dark, black hair. Her skin itself was rather pale, tinted with a light shade of green, and her robust figure was accented with a rather professional, earth-toned business blouse and matching skirt.. This class in particular wasn't exactly requirement, students would usually walk in, sign up, and take classes when they had the time, Which was perfect for Shego's busy lifestyle.

Shego blinked at the audible thud as her first student took a seat. Her emerald eyes peered up from behind ebony tresses, and she quickly set down her pen, crossing her arms.. "Your a big one.." She noted blatantly, then began to lean back in the chair, a welcoming smirk came to her full, black lips.. "Planning to sit there, or are you gonna register?"

She let the seat fall back to it's front feet, clacking against the linoleum tile, and bent down to pull open a file cabinet. She pulled out a thin packet of papers, and then a white certificate, "I'm gonna need your social security card, state ID, and a 300 dollar deposit" She explained, reaching down behind the desk once more "Advanced or Basic?" She asked as if she had asked a hundred times before, her hand on one last packet, waiting for his answer..

Shego gave a wider smile, how silly of him to pay such a deposit with cash.. Yet, he still had no registration.. She took the cash, and quickly, with experienced fingers, counted the pile. She her smile grew even more so, "Alright, who needs valid registration?" She shrugged, and dropped the cash into a separate drawer. She then pulled out the Advanced forms, and handed it towards him, "You need to fill these out, first.. for.. insurance purposes.. " She rolled her eyes, but paperwork was paperwork, and in this case, was needed, but just before his hand could grip the paper, she raised the documents vertically, "But how am i supposed to teach you an advanced course if you don't even have a valid, everyday Driver's license? "

She simply blinked, and slid the paper forward towards him, her hands swiftly taking the cash, as if instict, and tossing it back into the drawer.. "I see your point..." She smirked, then leaned forward on her elbows, resting her chin on the backs of her hands, "Take a seat, then, fill that out, and then you'll have a small quiz so that i can know just how familiar you are with a car" She explained, then sat back up and reached for her pencil, writing down a couple of numbers, prices, he saw, in the thousands, before her fingers returned to the keyboard..

Sierra peered around the school, carrying in hand a couple books from different teachers, spotting the array of cars that begged to be driven. Having no real skill in driving other than in arcades, Sierra strolled to the side of the bulding, wanting to give real driving a shot.

She opened the door slowly to not disturb anyone that could be in front of it, then proceeded to the desk. Sierra looked up at the man that was almost twice as tall as she, sheepishly smiling at him.

"Um..I'd like to start a beginner's class.." Sierra spoke to Shego, neatly placing her books on the desk to begin registration.

"Basic class, and.." She fumbled with her wallet, which she carried in favor of a purse, pulling out first her ID. "Here you are, one second.." Counting the rest of her cash from savings she found well over the asked $300, placing three of the Benjamins on top of her state's identification.