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DrewDarkHeart+OriginalSin
Name: James Hunningan
Age: 28 Bio: James is known for how 'awesome' his eleventh grade History class gets. He's also known for how many students go to him for help and trust him. He's sweet, kind, caring, understanding, and knows how it feels. But be careful. He's strong and he knows his boundaries when it comes to a missing homework assignment. Looks: http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/t...fav120yn-1.jpg James sighed as he sat back in his desk chair, waiting for the warning bell to ring so that his first class of the day would fill into the classroom. Half way into the school year and he keeps wandering how it passed by so fast. He had so many good classes this year, he wandered where the time that flew by went. One thing he wasn't looking forward to was having to see his students move on to higher classes. |
Name: Humble Blair Age: 18 Bio: Humble [Humbug/Blair] grew up with only a father, and is a real daddy's girl. She loves school, and loves going to lessons. Her homework is always on time, and she never fails any test. Being popular is not what Humble wants from school, she wants to learn and get a good eduaction so that she can earn enough money to provide for her father when he gets older. Looks: http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z...gthumbnail.jpg ---------- Wandering around school, clutching her books to her chest, Humble rummaged through her shoulder bag to see if she had left her only pen in her last lesson. Completely oblivious to what was going on around her, she tripped over someone's foot and went sliding down the corridor. Cheeks bright red and hair all tousled, Humbug desperately tried to collect all of her notes of the corridor floor... It upset her that people were just walking all over them and ignoring the fact that she was on the ground, but thats what she got for choosing an education and to be a 'geek' rather than succomb to the average peer pressure to become popular. |
James looked out his door before the warning bell was going to ring and saw the girl on the ground and heard people mutter useless words and snide remarks. He hurried from his chair and out to help her pick up her scattered papers. It was Humble from his ninth period history class. "You okay?" he asked as soon as he finished picking up the papers and let out a hand for her to grab onto to help her up. |
Humble realised that there was someone talking to her, and he was holding most of her notes to. Then she realised that it was James, her History teacher. When he asked if she were okay, she huffed. "No! All the kids in this damn school are so ignorant, and theyre all bullies!" she sighed and took James's hand. When she was firmly on her feet, Humble moved the stray pieces of blond hair from her pale cheeks and tried to arrange her notes, making sure she had everything. She was so annoyed. The whole school was full of bullies, jerks and ignorant popular kids! They were majority. Humble being the minority. The one who got left behind. Or as some of them called her, Geekbug. "Thank you for helping me Sir! Your one of a kind!" she smiled and went to walk away to her next lesson. Turning, she shouted "I'll see you in History!" she giggled. |
James sighed. "Yupp, people like that are the reason I got into fights when I was in high school," he said with a chuckle. "I'm glad you're okay," he told her kindly as he handed her her notes. After Humble had yelled back to him, he just wave to her and chuckled as the warning bell rang and he went back into his class room. The room was only half filled and just about to bee full thanks to the warning bell. But he was already predicting the kids who would be late again, as usual. Might as well have the detention slips handy, James thought to himself. |
The next few hours of school passed quickly for Humble, as usual. She just got her head down and did the work she was meant to do, and ignored the jeers and bullying that went on in every lesson. What Sir had said to her stuck in her hear. He used to get bullied back in school to! He used to get into fights over it! At least she was like him, which meant that hopefully she would be as successful as him. Ninth period History came quickly, and Humble entered the room with a smile on her face and her History book clung to her chest. "Afternoon Sir!" she chimed, and then got mimicked by the boys at the back of the room. Her cheeks went bright red and Humble just took her seat at the fromt and tried to stop herself from crying the tears she knew she wanted to cry. |
"Afternoon, Miss Blair," James replied and once people made their comments, he shot his head up from his desk and glared at them. "Hey guys? Do my a favor and shut up," he said savearly as they then shut up. "Yeah, thanks," he said sarcastically. "Miss Blair, see me after class," he whispered to her as he passed out review sheets for their upcoming test. |
When Mr James told the bullies off, Humble thought it would make her feel better, but it didnt. They then started throwing paper at her that had notes written on them. One read: Aww, little geekbug cant stand up for herself! Forgetting about it, or trying to, Humble smiled her 'thanks' at Mr James as he came round and handed out review sheets. When he asked her to go to his room after class, she looked worried and confused. Surely, she wasnt in any trouble. "Okay Sir" she sighed and pulled out her pen. Taking notes, Humble sat quietly and listened carefully to everything that Mr James said. |
James had to talk about the World War One for about the who freaking day. Now, he may have liked the World Wars, but having to repeat what you've said from the last class nine times could get a little tiring. Lucky for James, he's patient and he's paid to be patient like that. After class, when Humbled stayed after, James made sure that everyone was gone, but when he saw the group of boys who threw the paper at her leave, he stopped them. "Hey, guys, pass notes again in my class, you'll get a detention," he warned them in a smart attitude, waiting for them to leave. They just glared at him and hurried to their lockers to go home. "Miss Blair...is there anything you want to talk about? Because you know you can talk to me," He assured her in a kind tone. "I remember what it was like to get bullied," he then added. "I learned to stand up for myself." |
Looking at Mr Hunningan, Humble smiled. She liked the idea of telling someone about how horrible all the other kids were to her, but she was just too scared that if the teachers did anything, they would bully her more. "I dont know what to tell you Sir" Humble said, looking unsure. "I just dont fit in with any of the other kids. My mum died, and when she did, nobody felt sorry for me... They all just picked on me and said horrorble things about my mom!" Humble hadnt realised, but she was crying now. Big juicy tears fell down her cheeks and she sat on a desk, knowing her dad was working and he wouldnt know if she was late home. "I dont believe that you got bullied! Your so cool and easy to get along with. Your an amazing teacher, and I cant see any reason why anyone would ever want to bully you! Me on the other hand..." she paused. "No confidence, short, skinny with short blonde hair and a baby face!" she cried some more, hoping that Mr James wouldnt think she was stupid. |
James pushed his eyebrows together when he noticed Humble crying. He got up from his desk and pulled her into a hug. "It's okay. I do know what it feels like. I used to be just like you. People change over the years," he let her know that. He smiled at what she had told him. "I am, am I?" he asked her in a sarcastic but playful tone. |
When Mr James hugged her, Humble cried even more. Her eyes were flooding with tears, and the beautiful blue that colourd her irises shone and sparkled. When Mr James started laughing, she felt embarassed, but when she realised that he was laughing becuase he was feeling complimented, she smiled up at him, still huddled in his arms. "Yeah, I do! Your the only teacher that has actually noticed the way the other kids bully me! Also, your the only person in the school that has ever helped me!" she smiled, and wiped tears out of her eyes and off her cheeks. |
James wanted to cry himself when he heard her sobs and when he felt her body shake from crying. "Am I? Well, I guess I should talk to the teachers about that," he said as an offer. "I'm happy to help and be here for you, Serenity," he told her with a smile as he then let her go. "Now, you'll be late for your next class if you don't leave now," he then pointed out. |
£No! Dont say anything! It will only get worse!" she sobbed, tears filling her eyes again and her body began to shake more. When he told her she would be later to her next class, she smiled at him and said "I'm in 11th grade! I go home after 9th period!" she stood wiping more tears away and trying to fit all of her notes and books into her book bag. [[By the way... You called me Serenity... Its Humble ^_^ ]] |
((I DID!? OH NOES :insane: I'm sorry!))
"Oh, that's right," James chuckled. "Alright. See you tomorrow," James then said as he watched Humble leave. He sighed as his tenth grade class soon flowed into his classroom. |
[[Its alright haha ^_^]] On her way home, Humble couldnt stop thinking about James. He had been so sweet and caring for her, and that was something she had not known at that school. History had always fascinated her, but now she had a better reason to like it... Mr James would not allow anyone to bully her, and also, he was just so goood to look at! 'No! Stop it!' she thought to herself. 'You cant fancy your teacher! Hes way too old for you!'. Distracting herself from what she was doing by fantasising about her teacher meant that Humble eneded up face planting a lamp post. THUD. "Ouch!" she shouted, and then rubber her eye. The next morning, Humble walked into school with her face down. If anyone saw what was on her face, they would laugh at her, and probably bully her even more. |
James sighed as the day was going by so slow. He just couldn't wait for ninth period to come so he could see Humble. When ninth period did come, James' eyes glued onto Humble's face that he could see through her hair. Something was wrong. Throughout the class, he kept glancing at her every now and then. Then when the end of the class came, James sighed as he saw that Humble was the last one out of the class, so he blocked the doorway so she couldn't leave. He closed the door behind him and looked at her. " "Humble...what's wrong?" he asked her in a friendly and gentle tone. |
Humble could see Mr James lookint at her throughout the lesson. She tried to focus on making notes and not letting him see her. He was so gorgeous! It was hard to not look up. The end of the lesson came, and she tried to rush out, but the other kids pushed her out of the way, which meant she was the last in the room. Humble knew that Mr James was going to stop her, it was obvios there was something wrong with her. She had been hiding her face all day. As Mr James blocked the doorway, Humble felt happy about the fact that it was obvious he cared, but she was still upset because she knew he was going to want to look at her face. "Nothing Sir!" she mumbled, trying to sound as convincing as possible. |
James then placed his hand underneath her chin and forced her to look up at him. "No, you're not." Then he saw the mark on her face as he threw his eyebrows together. "Oh, what happened?" he asked, fully concerned with his hand still underneath her chin. "Are you okay?" he then asked her. "Oh, and do you have the permission slip for tutoring?" he then asked her. |
Humble tried to force her face down when James tried to pull it up to face him. She failed. When James saw the black and blue bruise that covered half of her face, she felt like crying. It looked so ugly. "You'll think Im stupid if I tell you what happened, so lets just say I did it to myself!" she tried to smile reassuringly, and again, failed. When Mr James asked if she had a permission slip for tutoring, Humble looked confused. "I never asked for tutoring! I dont need a tutor. Im geek girl, remember?" she giggled. |
((:headdesk: pretend he never asked for the permission slip....:headdesk:))
"Humble...why?" was all he could get out of his mouth as he lightly slid his fingers over the mark. |
When Mr James slid his finger across her bruising, Humble shivered and winced from the pain. How did she tell him that she was buisy thinking about him and walked head first into a lamp post? "I walked into something on the way home form school yesterday" she giggled, trying to sound like it was no big deal. She only hoped that he didnt ask how she had managed that and what she had been thinking about to make her loose focus so much! |
James smiled when it looked like she liked his touch. "You must have been really focused on something," he said with a chuckle. He then cleared his throat as he then stepped away and took his hand with him. "Be careful what you do, okay? You worry me sometimes," he said just above a whisper. |
Humble was really enjoying the proximity between herself and Mr James. He was so close to her that she could feel his breath on her face. Then, suddenly he just stepped away from her, taking with the gentle hand that had been caressing her cheek. "Mmm, I was really focussed! And I'll try and be careful!" she smiled, then added "Why do I worry you at time?" and turned her face away, trying not to make it obvious that she was enjoying his touch. [[Sorry I took so long... I fell asleep!! :( ]] |
He choked on his words. He didn't how he should answer to that. "Umm...well...because you're like my favorite student...my friend...and...," he sighed and gulped down his nervousness. ", just be careful, alright?" he then asked. He was trembling and he didn't want to make it obvious to Humble. But he knew she already knew. And before he knew it, he was looking down at her lips, daring to kiss her. ((It's alright. :) My mom wanted to watch Jane Eyre with me, so I was gone off for the rest of the night, sorry :cry:)) |
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