[center][color=ed145b][h3]Isaac[/h3][/color][/center]
Isaac narrowed his eyes when Via dropped the necklace done her shirt. "Bitch," he muttered. He was innocent, she didn't know what she was talking about. "My parents just couldn't handle me," he lied and leaned in towards her. "Are you offering to let me in your room, Via? How exciting. Would your roommate approve of that?" he asked teasingly. He got distracted for a moment with everyone talking about who would want to see Payton bend over. When his roommate said that it wasn't just females, his eyebrows rose quickly. "I'm sure you would appreciate him bending over." He sighed dreamily like he was picturing it, resting his head in his hand dramatically. "Then again, does it matter for you who is doing the bending?" He grabbed his things and stood. "I'll take the necklace if you don't want it. Wanna head to geography?" 

[center][h3][color=0054a6]Payton[/color][/h3][/center]
Payton sighed and rubbed his hands over his face, questioning again why he had taken this job. "I went to this school for three years before I started teaching here. I get that none of you really want to be here and you're trying to fight authority or whatever. But chill. It's not going to get you anywhere and it's a waste of breath." He wasn't even sure he wanted to acknowledge the comments about "dropping the soap" and which genders would or wouldn't find that great. 

His students did not need to be thinking of him that way. "Why can't you all be like Ms. Lacey? Just read and shut up already." He appreciated the kids who just kept to themselves and didn't make his life more difficult. Lacey seemed like the type who wouldn't cause an issue if she didn't need to. This job was going to be the death of him. These students weren't even all that much younger and if he was being honest, some of them were really attractive. "Look, you have five minutes to your next class, pack up and get out of my sight."