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Yeah, I would scrap my teacher CS and make another student but than that would mess up the round number of ten and four teachers is a good number too (unless Cyrus' CS turns out good.)
No worries, I also just realized we only have 2 female characters...
You've made a slight mistake, you put my username next to one of the Alexander's. My student character is Clayton. :P
After the 'opening ceremony' of sorts Clayton returned his Piloswine to its Pokéball and left the orientation hall. He reached in to his pockets for the class sheet but it seemed to be lacking the paper. He sighed in disbelief and ran back towards the orientation room. The last couple students were leaving and he made a dash for the room. Just before the the last of the people left he managed to get back in to find his paper on the floor, he probably could have asked a teacher but he didn't want to be scolded and he felt much more... safe with the paper, this way he knew every class for sure.
He looked at the paper as he left the room again, Room 108. Clayton started speed walking as he didn't want to run in case he ended up running in to someone or their Pokémon. He glanced up at the doors he passed to see how far he was from the class, "Room 102, 104, 106... There we go! 108!" He looked up and skidded to an abrupt stop, he had almost walked in to a roaming Gardevoir. To his relief he wasn't too late as his teacher, Mr. Adams, had actually just got there as well. He sighed again, but this time with satisfaction. If he kept this up it could get him in trouble, he was just lucky today. Right then a thought occurred to him, this was home room and among these students would be one of his room-mates for the dorms. He examined the students carefully, hoping he wouldn't get lumped with someone 'boring'.
Like Crismon said, throw Cipher at us when things get boring.


Here's a teacher CS, sorry for lack of appearance again but it's pretty difficult to find a picture on the internet of a female anime teacher that isn't provocative or fits my description.
Did you hear anything from the two others?

I'm on my phone right now but I might go on later tonight, if I'm not too tired, and post. If you need it, I can make one more teacher if you want.
I got a pic of Clayton up, the skin kid of looks yellow-ish in it but oh well.
Got one posted, I keep putting trainer academy instead of battle so don't mind that! :P
As the river boat stopped Clayton took a deep breath, he wasn't a particularly nervous person but riding on a boat that wasn't being driven by his father made him feel a little strange. The river air made him feel at ease though. He headed toward the boarding ramp to get off. The other students that had arrived by boat weren't that noisy, they might have felt a little strange as well considering most of them are from regions besides Orre. Clayton barely had to use his own feet as he was practically shoved off the boat, despite the anxious students the people were getting off fairly slow.
Once off the boat Clayton relieved Raider from his Pokéball quarters, the Piloswine yawned as he was released. "I miss the days where you were a little more eccentric..." He murmured, Piloswine grunted and stretched his stubby legs. He then started to race around Clayton, "Okay, okay! Chill out!" He chuckled as Piloswine snorted in defiance.

Clayton walked through the doors of the training academy, I wonder if Steven Stone will set some ground rules... he wondered. It wasn't too strange of him to break rules by doing something stupid because of a dare, but why would he bother backing down? He puttered over to the orientation sheet, supposing he might as well go there to check out what classes were, all students received newsletters informing them on such things but Clayton couldn't recall the exact classes. He picked up one of the sheets, there was orientation but would Mr.Stone be there? He didn't bother worrying. He read it was at eight so he whipped out his PDA (Pokémon Digital Assistant) and checked the time, seven fifty. His eyes slightly widened and he followed any signs he could see until it lead to the orientation hall/classroom. He looked behind him to see Raider right on his tail, he smiled and walked into the hall.
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