Sara stared rather dreamily at her teacher going on about the lesson her chin resting on one hand and a pencil dangling from the other in a vain attempt to make it look like she had been taking notes. A lock of her short brown hair fell across her face but the young girl ignored it. It was not unusual for her hair to hide her face. It made it more difficult, at least she thought, to see her deep green eyes. They made her stand out and she was not good at handling a lot of attention. The girl got flustered entirely too easily which meant even as a senior she had few friends and had never been on a date in her life. Of course that did not mean she never dreamed of some wonderful man sweeping her off her feet and making her the happiest girl in the world. Mostly during that mans class.
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A dragons hunger (Shilue/Foxxo)
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Foxxo
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- May 26, 2016
Jack stood with his back to the class, writing on the board and explaining the most recent passage excitedly. Generally he'd get more and more immersed in a lesson as it went on. Today they were covering one of his favourite novels, and he could only hope they were as interested as he was.
Turning around however, he was a tad disappointed. It was the last period of the day, and as such most students were either on the verge of drifting off or looking longingly at the time.
Just as he was about to continue, the bell rang. Almost all of his lessons ended this way. He'd always been horrible at keeping track of the time.
"I expect you all to have read up to chapter 10 by the next class. We have a lot to cover so be careful not to fall behind!" He yelled as most of his students began to file out. As always, it seemed like Sara lagged behind a bit longer than the rest. He smiled at her. "Have a nice night Sara."
Turning around however, he was a tad disappointed. It was the last period of the day, and as such most students were either on the verge of drifting off or looking longingly at the time.
Just as he was about to continue, the bell rang. Almost all of his lessons ended this way. He'd always been horrible at keeping track of the time.
"I expect you all to have read up to chapter 10 by the next class. We have a lot to cover so be careful not to fall behind!" He yelled as most of his students began to file out. As always, it seemed like Sara lagged behind a bit longer than the rest. He smiled at her. "Have a nice night Sara."
The bell snapped Sara to her sense and she began packing her things. Being slow enough so that she would be the last to leave class. The petite girl blushed when the teacher smiled at her and looked down into her bag arranging things that were fine the way they were waiting for the heat in her cheeks to go away hoping that he had not noticed.
Finally packed and steadying her nerves she began to leave but stopped by his desk looking up at him. Even with the generous heel her boots had she was perhaps a few inches shorter than Jack. "So, I uh... Enjoyed class today." She smiled weakly and felt her cheeks begin to grow hot again. "It makes things so much better when learning form someone so passionate." Why did trying to find a way to talk to him feel like agony? "Uh... I should go. Lots of projects to catch up on at home."
Finally packed and steadying her nerves she began to leave but stopped by his desk looking up at him. Even with the generous heel her boots had she was perhaps a few inches shorter than Jack. "So, I uh... Enjoyed class today." She smiled weakly and felt her cheeks begin to grow hot again. "It makes things so much better when learning form someone so passionate." Why did trying to find a way to talk to him feel like agony? "Uh... I should go. Lots of projects to catch up on at home."
Foxxo
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Jack smiled widely at the compliment as she came to his desk and commented on the class. It had always seemed apparent that she may have a slightly crush on him, but he didn't let that stop him from enjoying a students attention.
"I appreciate you saying that Sara! I definitely don't get to hear that enough." His smile widened as she began to pick up and leave. "Don't overwork yourself tonight. Good results take time, so you shouldn't rush things. Lots of sleep is important too."
His mind drifted slightly as she walked out of the class. It felt nice, knowing your passion reached even a single student.
The next few hours he spent grading various papers. After then he decided to cut out and head home. Doing work in the office or classroom was preferable to work at home. Home was for relaxing.
For the most part the night was uneventful. He cooked a simple dinner and went to sleep early, to be ready for the following day.
"I appreciate you saying that Sara! I definitely don't get to hear that enough." His smile widened as she began to pick up and leave. "Don't overwork yourself tonight. Good results take time, so you shouldn't rush things. Lots of sleep is important too."
His mind drifted slightly as she walked out of the class. It felt nice, knowing your passion reached even a single student.
The next few hours he spent grading various papers. After then he decided to cut out and head home. Doing work in the office or classroom was preferable to work at home. Home was for relaxing.
For the most part the night was uneventful. He cooked a simple dinner and went to sleep early, to be ready for the following day.
The girl headed home thoroughly embarrassed with herself and spent most of the night in her room moping and feeling sorry for herself. Finally to take her mind off things Sara started playing around on her computer. A silly choose your own adventure game she found on the internet had held her interest lately. Nothing special, spare the defeated monster? Ally with the elves or the were wolves? Kill a friend that might betray you? The choices were pretty simple but it did get your imagination going and tell the story of the country coming together against a dragon plaguing them.
Sara guessed she was nearing the end of the game as the time came to fight against the dragon but then they were all quite quickly destroyed by the enormous monster. Slumping in her chair she guessed that something had been missed or that whoever made the game was just a massive troll. Instead of the game over screen she had been expecting though the dragon came before her and asked a single question. "Do you want power?" The words Yes or No came across the screen and she moved the cursor between them. What would accepting mean? Nothing about the game suggested the dragon was good but he definitely had power and if he was willing to share it why should she refuse?
Clicking Yes the game suddenly froze and the old computer her brother had given her started making squealing sounds before the screen flashed a brilliant green and the room went completely dark. For half an hour she tried getting it back on put the old PC had died. With a sigh she changed and went to bed wondering how she could replace the machine.
Alarm blaring the next morning Sara had over slept and must have set a speed record getting dressed. Wearing her flats instead of her normal boots an old T-shirt and jeans with a bra she realized too late was uncomfortable too small. She could swear all her old ones had been thrown out. Barely making it to school on time the girl felt even more uncomfortable in her own skin than she usually did and was already wishing the day would be over.
Sara guessed she was nearing the end of the game as the time came to fight against the dragon but then they were all quite quickly destroyed by the enormous monster. Slumping in her chair she guessed that something had been missed or that whoever made the game was just a massive troll. Instead of the game over screen she had been expecting though the dragon came before her and asked a single question. "Do you want power?" The words Yes or No came across the screen and she moved the cursor between them. What would accepting mean? Nothing about the game suggested the dragon was good but he definitely had power and if he was willing to share it why should she refuse?
Clicking Yes the game suddenly froze and the old computer her brother had given her started making squealing sounds before the screen flashed a brilliant green and the room went completely dark. For half an hour she tried getting it back on put the old PC had died. With a sigh she changed and went to bed wondering how she could replace the machine.
Alarm blaring the next morning Sara had over slept and must have set a speed record getting dressed. Wearing her flats instead of her normal boots an old T-shirt and jeans with a bra she realized too late was uncomfortable too small. She could swear all her old ones had been thrown out. Barely making it to school on time the girl felt even more uncomfortable in her own skin than she usually did and was already wishing the day would be over.
Foxxo
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Jack woke up slightly earlier than usual since he'd gone to bed earlier the night before. He felt good, and was able to get ready for work at a leisurely pace. Luckily, it was going to be a lighter schedule at school and he didn't have much to prepare.
Arriving at school well before first period, he made his way to the first of his classes and set about grading some papers. They were for the most part well written. Sara's in particular stood out as quite good. He'd have to mention that when he handed them back during class later in the day.
His first few classes passed by quite quickly. They were uneventful. Today was mostly spent talking about their papers; what they did well and what needed some work.
Eventually lunch came around, and passed all too quickly. He never put much effort into making a good lunch and thus usually felt a bit disappointed afterwards.
Finally, the last class of the day started to file in. He ran a hand through his slightly shaggy, dark red hair as they took their seats. Jack stood up and began handing back the graded papers. He noticed Sara as she walked in, and placed her paper down on her desk.
She seemed different today, but he couldn't place what it was. Maybe she was a bit distracted? Jack shrugged it off, intending to talk with her about her paper following class. Her work had been on of the best this time around, and she'd always been one of his favourites.
With that, the bell rang, and he began class.
Arriving at school well before first period, he made his way to the first of his classes and set about grading some papers. They were for the most part well written. Sara's in particular stood out as quite good. He'd have to mention that when he handed them back during class later in the day.
His first few classes passed by quite quickly. They were uneventful. Today was mostly spent talking about their papers; what they did well and what needed some work.
Eventually lunch came around, and passed all too quickly. He never put much effort into making a good lunch and thus usually felt a bit disappointed afterwards.
Finally, the last class of the day started to file in. He ran a hand through his slightly shaggy, dark red hair as they took their seats. Jack stood up and began handing back the graded papers. He noticed Sara as she walked in, and placed her paper down on her desk.
She seemed different today, but he couldn't place what it was. Maybe she was a bit distracted? Jack shrugged it off, intending to talk with her about her paper following class. Her work had been on of the best this time around, and she'd always been one of his favourites.
With that, the bell rang, and he began class.
The day was dragging on and Sara just could not focus. Her mind would keep wandering from one thing to the next. One moment unable to take her mind off of the fancy pen Michelle from her math class had, she always admired it, the next shed be staring at the new phone Barry had or the designer purse Mica had. It was not even her style but all Sara could think was it would look better on her arm. By the end of the day she had not gotten any work done and just wanted to go home and sleep. That changed though when she got to her last class as her attention was finally held by Jack.
Not that she was paying attention to the lesson really. While she would normally admire the man her thoughts went a bit further today. What she would do to him given the chance, what she wanted him to do to her. What it would take to make him hers. An amused smile crossed her face and her fingers slowly rapped one after the other against the back of the forgotten assignment he had left on her desk. The sound of her fingertips slowly padding across the desk becoming replaced with the sharp 'tink' of her nails.
Not that she was paying attention to the lesson really. While she would normally admire the man her thoughts went a bit further today. What she would do to him given the chance, what she wanted him to do to her. What it would take to make him hers. An amused smile crossed her face and her fingers slowly rapped one after the other against the back of the forgotten assignment he had left on her desk. The sound of her fingertips slowly padding across the desk becoming replaced with the sharp 'tink' of her nails.
Foxxo
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Jack was focused through most of the class, and again hardly noticed when some of the students stopped paying attention and started fooling around. Generally he didn't mind. For the most part he only cared about the kids that cared about learning. Some would call him an irresponsible teacher for that.
When he finally turned away from the blackboard to talk directly to the students his eyes settled on Sara. She seemed different. Normally she avoided eye contact and buried herself in the things on her desk. Today she was looking directly at him, and there was something off about her gaze. She also looked different, but he couldn't place it.
It left him feeling unsettled, and he found his gaze drawn back to her more often than it normally would be. Maybe he'd have to change his mind about meeting with her after class. Something told him he wouldn't be up for a conversation with her at the moment.
After an extended lecture directly to the class the bell rung, cutting him off. Most students got up as soon as they heard it, without even letting him finish. He sighed and reminded them as they filed out to look over the assignments and to come see him if they had questions or concerns.
When he finally turned away from the blackboard to talk directly to the students his eyes settled on Sara. She seemed different. Normally she avoided eye contact and buried herself in the things on her desk. Today she was looking directly at him, and there was something off about her gaze. She also looked different, but he couldn't place it.
It left him feeling unsettled, and he found his gaze drawn back to her more often than it normally would be. Maybe he'd have to change his mind about meeting with her after class. Something told him he wouldn't be up for a conversation with her at the moment.
After an extended lecture directly to the class the bell rung, cutting him off. Most students got up as soon as they heard it, without even letting him finish. He sighed and reminded them as they filed out to look over the assignments and to come see him if they had questions or concerns.
As the bell rang Sara stayed in her seat slowly packing her things away as the rest of the students rushed home. When the last of the students had left Sara set her bag down next to her desk and walked up toward her teacher. Locking eyes with him as she walked to the front of the room Sara noticed she was nearly as tall as the man. The distance closed between them quickly and she wrapped one arm around his waist, surprisingly strong for her size, and pulled him toward her until their hips met. Without a word she kissed him just as she had been imagining for so long. It seemed to take several moments before she snapped to her senses. "Oh.. I.. uh..." She stammered trying to explain herself but still holding the man in place.