Where'd He Go? [Anyone]

[Jenesis E.]

Third period class, and she had it with Mr. Hiroko. His classroom proved to be a safe haven for her as he kept things in order. Students were obedient, and if out of order, they would quickly be put in place. No one would hurt her, no one would even think about hurting anyone. Everyone did their homework, the classroom was silent - at least, when he was in the room - and Jenesis was happy. No bullies would tease her in his classroom, none of her peers would give her odd looks. They would have their eyes downcast on their work, their pencils scribbling over blank sheets of paper that was quickly filled with words. People have said that Mr. Hiroko had a temper, but Jenesis wasn't too sure about that. She had never seen him angry, or at least, none of his anger was directed at her.

You could say that she was, in the least bit surprised when she found paper air planes flying across the room, out the door and into the hall. Shouts and boasting laughter filling the room up, people out of their seats and in little clan-like circles, gossiping or sharing their most inner secrets, or the latest technology. Jenesis had been idly standing at the doorway, eyes staring wide eyed at the students before silently making her way in. She could already tell that this would not be a great--

"JENESIS!"[/color]

She winced, turning around slowly to look up at a rather tall boy, his smirk etching from cheek to cheek as he jabbed her in the shoulder. He looked down at her, as if she were an inferior being. Jenesis quickly casted her eyes toward her feet, remaining silent, knowing this would all end soon. She closed her eyes briefly as she was lightly shoved against a table, forcing her to sit down in an uncomfortable position due to her wings. Although some kids made fun of her, others pitied her, and remained silent. She was just glad that they did not join in on this...'activity' to ease their boredom.

"That's right. You shouldn't bark at your mast--"

"Where's Mr. Hiroko?"[/color][/size]

She cut him off, slowly raising her head, a light, although painful smile plastered on her face. His eyes were glaring daggers at her, before a stupid like grin appeared across his face, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"..oh? You didn't know?"

She sincerely hoped that Mr. Hiroko was just ill. She hoped he didn't quit. She hoped he didn't get fired...

"He's dead."

Smile slowly faded away, staring in disbelief...

"Y'know what that means?"

She was almost afraid of the answer.

"Substitutes. Weak, pathetic substitutes who can't do sh!t."[/color]

Silence.

[Fau$t]

"...weak? I beg to differ."


Faust would stride into the classroom slowly, his pointing finger and thumb gently rubbing at his forehead, eyes closed, clearly lost in thought and surely becoming much more irritated with the current decibels of noise distracting his trail of thought. The past few weeks had been killer on him, the fact that he had to be brought back from New York to California whilst still being away on business clearly having a negative effect on his attitude. His height required him to duck underneath the doorway to make his way into the classroom. All of this misbehavior... This was not how he anticipated his first day back at #259. No, this would not do at all. His muscles would tighten, trying to control his temper.

The noise...


All of this fucking... noise...


"ENOUGH!"


Silence.

And so he erupted to gain everyone's attention in the room. Gritting his teeth, he would glare intently on one student inparticular, the one who made the comment about 'weak substitutes'. The 7"3 behemoth of a man would not take his gaze off the boy, until there was a clear sign of submission. And within seconds, fear would cripple the boy from dare speaking back to him, forcing him to a desk. The rest of the crowd would disperse into rows and into their assigned seating arrangements. Biting his lower lip, he'd move to the front of the room and keep eye contact with the class. He'd turn away for a moment and crack his knuckles, wondering where to take it from here now that he had all of these brats' attention. He heard something about Hiroko from down the hall, echoing from the room before. He would store that topic for later and would turn his focus back onto the class, who would soon learn that if they dare step out of line... There would be severe consequences.


"Now, seeing as I've got all your PRECIOUS attenion. Someone, raise their hand and answer. What class is this, may I ask? "

[Jenesis E.]

Woah...

Attentive and alert, she was simply amazed at how he had captured the attention of all twenty-some students in a single word with that powerful, yet frightening voice of his. His height reminded her much of Mr. Hiroko, though his appearance was strikingly different than the bulky, deceased - she winced at this thought - teacher. Another new feeling inside of her erupted; she was usually a great pupil among teachers and was a favorite among them, so there was no need to be afraid of the staff members, or so it was in her opinion. Though this man made her tremble by his venomous glare, even if it wasn't toward her. The mere fact was that she was afraid of him, but that fear would soon turn to a curiosity as to why he had such a temper.

When he 'asked' if someone would raise their hand and answer his question, she curiously looked around the room to find many nervous looks on their faces, some avoiding eye contact clearly. She did not want to be the one to raise her hand, but before she could even stop her own subconscious self, her arm raised slightly above her head, the winged girl having a mix of emotions that were obviously on her face.

She was in awe.

She was curious.

She was scared.

"U-Um... H-Honors Biology.."[/size][/color]

Jenesis was tiny compared to Mr. Hiroko, no doubt she would be tiny compared to Mr....Substitute as well. She bit the bottom of her lip before pulling down her arm on her lap, her thumbs twiddling with each other, her eyes staring down at the graffiti marks on her desk.

[Megalomaniac]

Mars sat at the back of the classroom, eyeing along as the small girl was bullied. Through his mask he showed no remorse, no facial expression, nothing. Just a stupid ghostly grin covered his face.

Behind that mask though, he showed pity.

"Pathetic..Absolutely pathetic.." He thought to himself.

"How can one so big bully on one so small..

So that's the girl that Cody spoke about..

The one that's a farie..

Hmm..

I see..

Suddenly the monster burst through the door.

A teacher he'd never seen before.

"Now, seeing as I've got all your PRECIOUS attenion. Someone, raise their hand and answer. What class is this, may I ask? "

Mars figured he'd show some guts and raised his hand to oblige him.

"Hss..Sir, this is Honours Biology...

But..If I may ask before you say anything..

Who..Exactly...Are you?"

[Jenna Scorn]

As Calamity had promised herself, she was going to do better in school. She it was no surprise she was already seated in class, her body resting at a small desk, her hello kitty messenger bag slung over the chair of her desk. She was looking down, blue eyes focussed on a piece of paper, where she'd let her hand doodle away as she'd wait for class to start.

The class was beginning to get a little wild, and as a paper ball was tossed on to her desk she'd blink. Sitting up in her seat as she'd look behind her, noticing a boy behind her who was grinning from ear to ear. She'd blink again and slowly unwrinkl the paper ball, and she'd roll her eyes and toss it back at him.


Obviously he hadn't impressed her.


Your hawt, scribbled upon college ruled paper just wasn't charming, not to her. And she'd begin to doodle upon her paper again, only glancing up to notice a girl entering the room.

"JENESIS!"

Well, apparently that was the girls name.
Good to know.
And like always Calamity was silent.

Gently sketching out the outline of a cute little chibi.

"That's right. You shouldn't bark at your mast--"

Letting the pencil gently run down the paper.

"Where's Mr. Hiroko?"

Snap.
The sound of the pencil lead breaking as she'd abruptly stopped.

"..oh? You didn't know?"

She'd quickly hoist her arms upwards, hands smothering those ears as if she didn't hear the words, it would be true.

"He's dead."

Useless.

She'd heard the words.
And it seemed, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't escape it.

Couldn't escape him.

Hiroko.

She hated him, only slightly.
Missed him more then anything.

He seemed to be the only man, the only being on earth who had ever loved her...for her.

Yes, that man, that adult, that teacher had loved this girl, this child, this student.

She couldn't escape him.
This school was paved with his memories, not ot mention his house.
He had left her with everything.

"ENOUGH!"


And now, she'd swallow.
Regaining herself, at least trying to.
Brushing a few strands of hair away from her face.

She looked up, the young, Japanese girl would sit poised in her seat. Pink strands of hair pulled up into a ponytail.

"Now, seeing as I've got all your PRECIOUS attenion. Someone, raise their hand and answer. What class is this, may I ask? "

She'd look away, glancing down at her table top.

[Fau$t]

Sigh.



He'd nodded to the two students that had raised their hands and gestured for them to put their hands back down. Biology? Honours? Oi. The Science Department was so unprepared for the teacher's disappearance that they hadn't even given Faust make-up work for the students'. Letting out a soft groan of disappointment, he would turn back to his students. Not prepared for this situation, himself, Faust would have the student's study and work on other assignments they've recieved during the day rather than hassle the situation anymore than it already has been. Flexing his arm muscles, he'd make a circular motion with his wrists and speak up once more.


"So... Was this Katashi's class?"

[regieboi]

Dante sat at his desk in shock at the teachers reaction and the sheer peircing might of his voice, it was his first day at school, his first lesson and he alredy feared his teacher more than the rest of the students at the school.

"Who is this guy he's kinda scary?"

Dante thinks as he trys to build up the courage to speak out to him.

Sir! I.. erm.. Don't have any thing to do.... I'm new here!

Dante then braces himself thinking of the worse scenario that could happen for him speaking out.

[Purr-Moi?!]

Late late. Damn that doctors appointment lasted ages. Sigh

Miria closed her locker and walked over to her class .
She didn't hurry though since she didn't have any motivation to follow any classes today but what the hell.
With her arms behind her head she looked at the ceiling.

Today she had a yellow shoulder bag with a red bunny-chibi
on the side. It matched her outfit perfectly today since
she wore a short cute yellow skirt and a red shirt with
a yellow heart. Since it was cold she wore a long sleeved
white t-shirt underneath it and some red leg warmers.
To finish it all off she had colorful bracelets cute earing's
and a red eye patch.


The pink haired girl walked down the hallway and suddenly
out of the blue the door flew open of the classroom .
Miria stood there in the doorway with a huge smile and with sparkles floating from her. In a manga drawing she would have rainbows radiating from her and blinding people with her sparkle-ish smile
She yelled loud and hyper while holding her right hand slightly up, her eyes closed and her mouth grinning from ear to ear

"MWAA~OHAYOOOO~dessuuuuu
GOMEEEEENNNNEEE . I was held hostage at the Doctor~desuuuuuuu .
He he ,He really is a pervert mwaaa he can't help it since he's a guy.haaa low life humaaans, ne?Castration is the only way nowadays..haa tiresome"

The girl walking into the classroom mumbling further about
why she was late while her other hand rested on her left hip.She had no idea that she just walked into a classroom that was quiet and with a probably cranky teacher. But she was as dense as ever and simply talked out loud, not caring about the consequences.
She walked past the tall teacher but didn't look at him if
she did she'd probably die since he looked allot like her fav
singer.Miria headed to the table in front of the other pink haired girl while having a badass but dense expression on her face.