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[center][color=Plum][h1]Zoé Flores[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Carson City Highschool.
[b]Time:[/b] 09.00 AM.
[b]Date:[/b] 13th of March, 2017.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Giddeon Bergan and Jake Zaiger ([@YoshiSkittlez]), Clifford Normon ([@BlackPanther]), Madison Burke ([@Caits]), Alicia Ryd ([@Nallore]), Eretria Losque and Lailah Astarte (Vicier), and any other students in class.[/sup][/color][/center]
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[color=LightGreen]“Aw, my favorite color.”[/color]

The sound of her gentle, yet slight tad tired, chuckle filled the immediate air around her very person, falling from between her soft lips as she watched her class seemingly take to the idea like ducks took to water; the two students she had chosen as captains both making their way up to the front of the class, each taking their place standing on either side of her so they could go ahead with choosing who it was they wanted on their teams.

This was the part she loved- one look at the excitement that flashed behind Giddeon’s eyes, and she knew for a fact that she’d made the right choice in throwing the lesson plan right out the window. The kids had been working so hard… dodge ball, conditioning; she could only ask them to put up with all that for so many times before they gave up, and decided to throw a mutiny. Turning her head back around as she felt a pair of eyes lingering upon her, Zoé let her gaze meet with that of Giddeon, her smile changing ever so slightly… becoming just that bit more motherly as she reached a hand out towards him, resting it upon his shoulder for a few moments of encouragement before she lowered it back to her side, her attention falling back to her class as they waited.

[color=Gold]“Uhm… Alright. I pick Mr. Zaiger!”[/color]

Zaiger..? Quirking her brows in slight surprise, Zoé once more turned her attention back over to where Giddeon stood, her dark eyes once more meeting with his own as she searched for a sign that he was playing around, however, when she found nothing but complete honesty and innocence behind the request, she let out a soft sigh, her head dropping slightly and her shoulders hunching a bit before she turned her gaze over to the door, letting it linger on the man in question whose name was called out.

It wasn’t the first time that he had decided to join their class; and she was pretty sure that it wasn’t going to be the last time either. Jake was a nice guy, one who cared a lot about the students the taught; he was one of those teachers she was sure was going to be hanging around for quite some time… even long after she was gone…

[color=firebrick]“Come again?”[/color]

The sound of the students enthusiasm filled the gym, each one of them doing their best to encourage Jake into saying yes; into joining the match and giving them that chance to best their teacher in a game of touch football… though she was sure that with this bunch, most especially with the girls in class, there was ulterior motives; but then who was she to ruin their fun..?

[color=firebrick]“Fraid not. Haven’t had my physical renewed.”[/color]

Shaking her head lightly from side to side, Zoé opened her mouth to speak, although the words never made it to her lips as the sound of rushed footsteps hit her ears, causing her to turn her head around, her eyes searching about the room until they came to a rest on the quick retreating figure of one of her students leaving the gym.

[color=Plum]“..wait; Madison-…”[/color]

Lifting her hand up as though reaching out towards the girl as she ran, Zoé scrunched her brows together, her eyes shutting as she lowered her head, a pain shooting through the forefront of her temple causing her to stop in her tracks before she even had a chance to go anywhere- this was [i]not[/i] how she thought the morning was going to be… the last thing she needed was for her leukemia to overwhelm her in front of her class.

Raising her hand further, she once again pressed her fingers against her forehead, her body going still as she seemed to freeze completely in place, waiting for the spout of dizziness to pass her by before she even thought about moving again. How had this become her life- no, [i]when[/i] had this become her life..? She didn’t want this; she didn’t choose this… it had just happened, and now, three years after her initial diagnosis, there was nothing anyone could do about it… there was nothing anyone could do to help her…

She was dying… nothing was going to stop that.

[color=Plum]“..now G-Giddeon… if Mr. Zaiger doesn’t want to play, you can’t force him to…”[/color] Opening her eyes slightly as she felt something brushing against her free hand, Zoé turned her head over to the side slightly, glancing down at the note being handed to her, though the child’s words were lost as a light pounding filled her head, [color=Plum]“..it’s fine Miss. Ryd… just join the rest of the class please…”[/color]