Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 28, 2007 19:15:36 GMT -8
OOC: Faust
Ehh, she was absent for one day, but still, she had a ton of make-up work to do. She was going through all her classes - usually, she would turn in her work on time, therefore, they have nothing against her, but some teachers want something against her, to "punish" her for anything, so they gave her more work than they actually did. All her "crap" - otherwise known as homework - was stuffed inside her locker. It was the end of school that day, a Wednesday, and her brother would be picking her up in an hour due to the fact that she didn't want to carry all that stuff home. And now? She was on to Psychology to get her homework, talk to him about what she's supposed to do, thank him, then walk out. Simple enough, right? Well, hopefully he'll tell her what she's supposed to do, or at least give a set of instructions on the worksheets or something. The past teachers sort of just...gave her a huge book. She assumed she had to read it but...who knows?
Knocking twice on the door to the classroom, she turned the nob and walked in. Wearing long black sweats and a black vest over a grey hooded sweater, her hair let down and hands in the pockets of the vest, she looked around to see if Mr. Ankari was in the room. If he was, then she'd walk up to him and ask, "I had an excused absent yesterday. Do I have any make-up work?"; but if he wasn't there, then she'd stay put against a wall, and wait for him to come. If he didn't come in ten minutes...she'd go and see if he was in the teachers lounge.
Ehh, she was absent for one day, but still, she had a ton of make-up work to do. She was going through all her classes - usually, she would turn in her work on time, therefore, they have nothing against her, but some teachers want something against her, to "punish" her for anything, so they gave her more work than they actually did. All her "crap" - otherwise known as homework - was stuffed inside her locker. It was the end of school that day, a Wednesday, and her brother would be picking her up in an hour due to the fact that she didn't want to carry all that stuff home. And now? She was on to Psychology to get her homework, talk to him about what she's supposed to do, thank him, then walk out. Simple enough, right? Well, hopefully he'll tell her what she's supposed to do, or at least give a set of instructions on the worksheets or something. The past teachers sort of just...gave her a huge book. She assumed she had to read it but...who knows?
Knocking twice on the door to the classroom, she turned the nob and walked in. Wearing long black sweats and a black vest over a grey hooded sweater, her hair let down and hands in the pockets of the vest, she looked around to see if Mr. Ankari was in the room. If he was, then she'd walk up to him and ask, "I had an excused absent yesterday. Do I have any make-up work?"; but if he wasn't there, then she'd stay put against a wall, and wait for him to come. If he didn't come in ten minutes...she'd go and see if he was in the teachers lounge.
