Arista

Howling Moon

Kyla shifted the bag higher on her shoulder, her heels clicking as she walked down the hallway. It was only seven but she like being early to set up, that and she had a new TA starting today as well. Finding the classroom that'd be hers for the year, Kyla opened the dot and stepped inside. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of the room, it smell of musty air and sweat. Reaching her desk, she sets her bag down and surveys the room as a whole.

It was a regular sized lecture room, with windows lining the right side. The seats were glistening slightly, as if someone had recently cleaned them. A twitch of her lips showed Kyla's silent comment on the job done. Pale fingers flexing against the cool wood of her desk, the black-haired English professor sat in the wooden chair and sighed tiredly. She missed the feeling of cool grass, the smell of fresh rain and the slightly frigid night air. This job paid well and it wasn't like she was adverse to teaching college students, it was the prospect of staying cooped up for so many hours. A soft huff escaped her painted lips as she reached for her bag and tugged it closer. The halls would be filling with students soon, better have the things she needed out and ready.

Hopefully she'd survive this without incident. Then again, knowing her luck, trouble would probably find her anyway. @Love Dove

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae I agree, and sometimes when a partner replies too fast, it adds pressure for you to have a post up as well. No worries, I'm always on but that doesn't mean I want to rush my partners into posting. As long as they don't go MIA without a word, I'm fine ^^

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

Kyra thankfully made it to her next class without incident. Emerald eyes focused out the various windows before settling on the books she still clutched in her hands. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she tried to understand what had just happened. Kyra shook her head and absently sat in an empty seat, a tired sigh escaping her lips.

After a few moments, Kyra lifted her head and reached for her bag. Tugging it up and onto the desk, pale fingers open it, the sound of footsteps filling the air had her tensing. She relaxed when it was another student, turning her attention to her task, she began again. Switching her books and setting her bag down, the blonde jumped slightly when the bell rang.

Maybe staying home was a good idea... She thought with a roll of her eyes, soon the room was filled and their teacher stood before them. The lecture began immediately, pencils flying across paper, silence filling the room. Kyra always found note taking oddly relaxing, hee mind focused on what her teacher said, while her hand copied it down. Schoolwork mattered to her, she liked testing herself and whenever she hit a wall, try until she solved the problem.

She ignored the lingering thought of finding the odd male and punching him. She probably wouldn't see him again today, this school was large and classes were spaced out. Core classes were shared, though Kyra doubted they'd meet again. She hoped not. @Mae

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae No worries ^^

I'll respond in a bit

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae Hm...well they can share their core classes -English, Gym, History, Math- though any other classes, I'd say they have those separate. Of that's fine ^^

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae That's fine ^^

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

I'm laid back xD so it's fine.

This post...was so hard and short, sorry about that. I was distracted x.x lol @Mae

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

A soft snort came from her as she adjusted her uniform skirt. Her gaze focused on the male as he sat in his desk and glanced at her. At his words her nose wrinkled as a small smile tugged at her lips. At his final words, her expression hardened and her jaw clenched.

"Do forgive me My Lord but class is in session and I don't feel inclined to move." Her tone was sweet, clipped and a tense smile was on her lips. This boy was more annoying then -she stopped that thought immediately- and glanced down at her notebook. Blinking her heavy eyes and allowing a small scowl to stretched across her features.

She was tired and in no need to be jerked around. Her eyes narrowed in irritation and her jaw grit, the sound of the bell ringing had a sigh escaping her lips. Rising from her seat and pausing only to glance back at the odd, irritating boy. Her eyes flashed and with a shake of her head, Kyra turns and heads out into the hall.

Maybe Spanish 3 would be easier, and less annoying then this class. @Mae

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

No worries xD

Hehe, she's acting how he's not used to people reacting to his presence xD I LOVE this RP hehe @Mae

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

"None of your business." Was out of her lips before her mind could bury it. This boy was irritating her and Kyra found she didn't wish to be near him anymore. "Do forgive me for not knowing of you, I tend to ignore people who annoy others and insult them." At the move he made, she watched as a name came into view from the side of the desk. She ignored his introduction in favor of sighing softly, a faint throbbing beginning in her temples.

"Sure, I'll gladly forget about this. Do enjoy your day asshole." Were hissed through her lips as she grabbed her bag and rose from her seat. At the sound of her name, she glanced up and focused her gaze on the board. "The year the war started is wrong, sir. It's 1964 not 1961." She offered blandly, pausing to glance back at the boy that she really wanted to punch.

Setting her books down and taking a breath, she relaxes hee tense muscles and offers him a sickly-sweet smile. "Like I care, have a good day, your majesty." Her voice was quiet but clipped, sitting down ad ignoring everyone around her, Kyra set down her notebook and continue to write out the notes. Tucking a strand for blonde hair behind her ear, she reopened her textbook and began to read the chapter on her own. She wasn't usually like this, snappy and tired, though to be honest she'd rather be home.

And to believe it's just first class... Another sigh left her lips as her pen twirls between her fingers. @Mae