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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 19:49:28 GMT -5
Arms wrap around my neck, hands running through my hair as our tongues danced together. I jump as the bell rings and I pull back from him, trying to catch my breath. "Don't tell anyone about this." he growls, running a hand through his hair as if to gather himself. I roll my light brown eyes, nodding a bit and watching him go. Was I proud I made straight guys go gay for me? Hell yeah, who wouldn't be? I look in the mirror, fixing my hair before pulling out my chapstick and running it over my soft pink lips before applying a bit more eyeliner before sticking both tubes back into the pocket of my skinny jeans. I smirk and turn around to walk out of the bathroom, grabbing my bookbag. I wasn't bothered that I was going to be late to class, I was all the time. I knock on the locked door to my classroom, running a hand casually through my black hair before someone opened the door and I saunter in, feeling people's gaze on me, hearing the quiet whispers of 'gay' and 'faggot'. The names honestly didn't bother me anymore. I smirk at a blonde guy in the front, making a blush cross his face. I snicker to myself, remembering the other day under the bleachers at the football field. I plop down in my seat, digging my notebook and a pencil out of my bag.
outfit: click
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 20:42:06 GMT -5
A huff escapes me as the bell rings and I brush my bright red hair from my face before grabbing the ID badge that marked me as a substitute. I pull my hair over the side of my shoulder and bite my lip before walking into the main hallway with Alice beside me. "Be good today," I say, glaring over at her before laughing lightly as she rolled her eyes. "Fine. But don't go flirting with the students," she says and I nod before hugging her as she went to class. I walk off to the classroom I was designated to for the day, my heels clicking with each step. I'm soon at the classroom and I walk in, seeing everyone looking around and talking until I walked to the desk. "I'm Ms. Morrow, I'll be your sub for the next few weeks. As you know, Mrs. Wisdom finally had her baby," I say, showing my back to the class as I wrote my name and the bell ringer on the board. I see a student walk in and cross my arms over my chest as he walks to his desk. "So, no note? Mind telling me where you were?" I ask, knowing there were some students that I would have to be strict with. outfit: click me :3
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 21:04:30 GMT -5
I indolently flip through the pages to a blank one, looking at my pencil as I clicked out lead. I blink at the voice and look up, finally noticing that we had a substitute. Mrs. Wisdom never asked me anything anymore, just marked me late and went back to teaching. Snickers erupt around the room and I roll my eyes, sassily flipping my hair out of my face, about to reply. "Probably getting fucked up the ass." Courtney drawls loudly. I turn around to look at her, ignoring the red haired woman in the front of the classroom. "I'm tend to be the one doing the fucking, and, before you say anything else, its bi, not gay." I say coldly before turning back around. "But, Miss..." I trail, looking over to where her name was written on the board. "Morrow, making out with a boy who shall not be named in the bathroom. Now can we get on with class?" I ask innocently, raising my eyebrows at her with a smirk.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 21:10:39 GMT -5
The class erupts in snickers and giggles and I roll my eyes. When the girl speaks, I look over and walk to her desk leaning over and looking in her eyes. "I might be a sub but I'm not afraid to write you up. Especially since I have a problem with homophobes," I say before straightening up and looking at the boy as he speaks to me. His voice said that he was honest and I shrug before walking to the desk and sitting on it. "Well, since I'm going to be in here for a while, how about we all get to know each other. Starting with you," I say, looking at the boy who was late. I tended to treat the students like close friends during some moments though I was a bit more strict than I would be around everyone else.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 21:18:05 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows a bit as she spoke to Courtney and a grin crossed my face- I liked her already. And she was hot.. maybe I'd break out of my boy rut I'd been in for a couple months for her. I blink out of my thoughts as she speaks, looking at me. "What do I do? Tell my name? Age? My hobbies? Music taste?" I ask, sniffing and running a hand through my hair. "If that's it, then Jordan Cabilio, eighteen, you can probably tell my hobbies, and metalcore and related genres." I add, shrugging my shoulders a bit, putting a flirty grin on my face as I looked at her. I didn't care that it was bad practice to flirt with teachers, I could chase her if I wanted to.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 21:29:50 GMT -5
My head nods as he speaks and I shrug slightly before looking around the class. "I'm Cailana Morrow, believe it or not, I'm only nineteen but I've already graduated my college teaching classes. My hobbies are singing, teaching and caring for my sister," I say before looking at the rest. I didn't know what to day about my musical taste but there really wasn't anything else to do. I go around the class and learn about everyone before turning off the lights and turning on the projector so I could pull up the powerpoint.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 21:35:13 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows a bit as she tells her age before looking down as I scrawl my namd onto my paper, staring at the wall as the rest of the class tells about themselves. "We have to do work?" I huff as she turns off the lights before turning the projector on. I sigh and start doodling little cartoon cats and dinosaurs into the margin of my paper, not paying attention as the rest of the class started to take notes. I smirk absently as I finish drawing my cartoon cat, which sort of looked like a plimp. 'Walter' I put under him, before naming my stegosaurus Tony.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 21:39:43 GMT -5
I hear the class huff and giggle lightly before looking around. "Yep. You'll have a test on this tomorrow," I say before looking around. It was boring already. I turn off the powerpoint and turn on the lights so that I could find something else to do other than a powerpoint. I find a few horror movies and grab Saw before walking to the laptop and turning it on. "Okay, you'll have a test on this movie instead," shrugging and going to the windows to close the blinds and sit in the back.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 21:48:26 GMT -5
I look up as the lights come back on before watching her walk by my desk, my eyes focused lower than they probably should have been. I grin as she puts Saw in and run a hand through my curly hair, plopping my chin into my palm and continuing to doodle on my page. I glance over at the clock, wishing lunch would come faster; we still had about ten minutes. I set my pencil down, leaning back in my desk and crossing my arms over my chest, hating that Mrs. wisdom had put me in the front. It seemed that her logic was that if I was barely going to be in class I might as well be up front and center when I was. I shtu my notebook, lean over to stuff it into my bookbag before discreetly pulling out my phone and setting it beside me on the chair to check my inbox.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 21:55:39 GMT -5
I look up as the movie goes on, glancing around the classroom every now and then to make sure that no one was on their phone or anything. I see a light from the front of the room and smirk slightly, knowing Jordan thought he could hide it. I get up and walk to his desk before discreetly taking his phone and putting it in my desk and sitting down. My tongue sticks out at him before I look at the clock and huff. I was going to have to eat soon. A yawn breaks my face and I huff, looking at the TV.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 22:01:02 GMT -5
I'm typing a reply to Hanna when Miss Morrow comes up beside me and she reaches across my to take my phone. I stick out my lower lip and watch as she puts it in her desk. "I don't get to turn it off?" I whine, rolling my eyes a bit as she stuck out her tongue at me. I sigh, running a hand through my hair, looking back over at the clock. Five minutes. My tongue plays with my spider bites and I look down as I pick at my nails, waiting for the bell to ring. After what seemed like forever, it did, and everyone races towards the door and I stand at a more sedate pace, stretching, thrusting my hips forward as I did so. I wander over to her desk to plop down on it, grinning at her brightly. "Can I get my phone, please?" I chirp, unable to stop my eyes from dipping from her face for a moment.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 22:07:27 GMT -5
I smile when he asks if he can turn it off before leaning back. The bell doesn't ring for a while and I take a moment before it does ring and I look as the kids wander by before Jordan comes up and sits on my desk. His eyes dip to my cleavage and I mentally shrug it off before leaning back in the chair. "I don't think I'm allowed to do that," I say, looking up at him before taking out my phone and seeing that Alice had texted me. I roll my eyes before putting it back and looking up at him again.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 22:13:06 GMT -5
I stick out my lower lip as she replied and cross my arms over my chest. "I said please." I huff before getting an idea. Probably a bad idea, but an idea, nonetheless. "I'll do anything." I add, a flirty smirk on my face as I swung my legs back and forth as I sat on her desk. I reach up to run a hand through my hair, moving it so that it fell over my shoulder. "Hmmmmmmm?" I continue, raising my eyebrows at Miss Morrow innocently as I looked at her.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 6, 2013 22:19:55 GMT -5
I giggle as he speaks and shrug before turning in my chair. He looks at me with a flirtatious look and I bite my lip slightly, mentally shaking my head. "Sorry, but no. I don't want to get fired," I say, looking around before looking over to my side and pausing the movie. I hear my stomach growl and whimper lightly before reaching inside my desk and pulling out a cereal bar. "Just go get your lunch. Don't want to lose that shitty lunch," I say with a shrug.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 6, 2013 22:25:46 GMT -5
A pouty expression crosses my face at her reply and I cross my arms over my chest. "You're only going to be here for a few weeks, right? And I'm eighteen." I add casually, as if I made moves on teachers everything. I roll my eyes a bit as she goes on that I should go to lunch. "You're not getting rid of my that easily, and I need to keep my figure." I add, not even kidding as I hold my arms out as if to show myself off. I grin and run a hand over my bangs and hit my legs against my side of the desk asbsently.
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