So everyone in red and purple are one big group? Or are they still seperate groups?
They're in one group. It was his way of splitting comfort zones.
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They're in one group. It was his way of splitting comfort zones.
Finally got a post up. If I missed anyone, please forgive me and give me a second to edit you into the post. :)
Abe stared around the room as the students scribbled, taking in the ones that seemed bothered, as well as the ones that seemed enthusiastic. Most students usually responded quite well to this assignment, as it gave them a chance to tell things about themselves. It gave them a chance to freely BE themselves.
As the rather british boy walked into the classroom, Abe smiled, waving his hand toward the seats in front of him, "Just take a seat. We're doing a small, short assignment to try and break up some of the comfort in the class room. The key to successfully learning, in such a large group of students, is learning more about those students. Don't be afraid to ask a neighbor for help.", he explained to him.
As he finished his explanation, he noticed that a few of the students weren't as excited about the assignment, which he was used to. One, in particular seemed grumbly about the assignment (Alexander), causing Abe's eyes to soften as he reached forward and snatched his paper from his desk, "I promise I'm not going to use your answers for any super spy activities, or mind games. It's simply an exercise."
As he slowly made his way down the isles, he took in a few features of some of the students, as well as the way they sat, held their hands, their nervous ticks, and simply the way their eyes stared at their paper. His experience told him a lot about people, from simple body language. As he approached the girl with the purple hair, he smiled, taking her paper, "Nice hair. It reminds me of the 80's. I bet you would have loved that era…or at least fit in nicely.", another girl chimed in about her hair, and he pointed, as if to accentuate what he was saying, and took her paper as well, "And make sure you keep at least one earbud out. You need an ear to hear."
He tapped the edge of her desk briskly, and kept moving toward the back. He reached the two 'lovebirds', as he would have assumed, and placed a hand on his hip staring down at Ember.
She quickly scribbled her answers down, rolling her eyes at how persistent he was being - as if he cared about them at all, and then folded her paper and held it up, between two fingers. Hayden quickly held his up, behind her, his smooth smile playing across his face.
"What's your name?", Abe asked Hayden, taking in the beautiful writing scrolled across the paper.
"I'm Hayden, sir. I'm pretty new…second semester here."
"Ah. Well…nice handwriting, Hayden. Turn around in your seat, please.", the last part of his sentence was directed at Ember, as he slapped the papers against her knee, and she reluctantly turned around in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest.
He continued making his way around, noticing both the student with the computer, and another who looked rather exhausted. He wondered if this tired student needed some coffee, or perhaps something interesting to wake him up. English Lit was a hard subject to wake people up with, especially this generation. Casting his eyes down at the floor, he moved on to the student with the computer, and tapped the side of it with the papers, "What game is that? I used to play games during classes in college. I learned pretty quickly that was a bad idea. I won't ask you not to, but I won't give breaks on tests for poor note taking, either. Just remember that, alright?"
And finally, he reached the front of the room, where he noticed a girl sitting rather refined. She seemed like a scholar, causing him to smirk. He picked up her paper, and having all of them in his hand, leaned against his desk in front of her, giving her a knowing smile. Turning away from this student, he held up the papers, and smiled.
"Welcome to the new year. That wasn't so bad, was it? Well…here's the bad news. Your answers are about to determine who your partners are going to be for the rest of this semester. This exercise is not meant to torture you, demean you, or anything of the sort. It's meant to bring you all together. It's to create an environment where EVERYONE can learn, and not just a certain, entitled group. So, the colors, are the colors of the groups. Some may be smaller than others, and some may be larger. If there's an odd man out, we will fill in spaces. Sound good? Alright. Let's get started."
"Shit, what did you put?", Ember turned, asking Hayden.
"I put Blue…you know my favorite color is blue."
"I put Purple…", she said with a long groan, "We're not going to be together!"
"For the Green Group…and since not many of you wrote your name on your paper, I am going to go by the order I picked them up. Greens are Alexander and Kellie. Blues are Xander and Hayden. Purples are Mia, Jack, and Ember. And our lone red is Darlene. So, why don't you…", he explained, pointing to the student who was late, "be with the red group. Throw the Red and purple together, and the blue and green together, and we have our groups."
He stopped to let it all sink in, hoping that the friends of the class didn't take it too hard. He couldn't exactly promise them they would love this idea, but he was sure they would learn. That's what he was here for.
(NPC's can be sort of dispersed throughout the groups as you see fit. I didn't say anything about them, because it's your choice what color they would choose.)
As the rather british boy walked into the classroom, Abe smiled, waving his hand toward the seats in front of him, "Just take a seat. We're doing a small, short assignment to try and break up some of the comfort in the class room. The key to successfully learning, in such a large group of students, is learning more about those students. Don't be afraid to ask a neighbor for help.", he explained to him.
As he finished his explanation, he noticed that a few of the students weren't as excited about the assignment, which he was used to. One, in particular seemed grumbly about the assignment (Alexander), causing Abe's eyes to soften as he reached forward and snatched his paper from his desk, "I promise I'm not going to use your answers for any super spy activities, or mind games. It's simply an exercise."
As he slowly made his way down the isles, he took in a few features of some of the students, as well as the way they sat, held their hands, their nervous ticks, and simply the way their eyes stared at their paper. His experience told him a lot about people, from simple body language. As he approached the girl with the purple hair, he smiled, taking her paper, "Nice hair. It reminds me of the 80's. I bet you would have loved that era…or at least fit in nicely.", another girl chimed in about her hair, and he pointed, as if to accentuate what he was saying, and took her paper as well, "And make sure you keep at least one earbud out. You need an ear to hear."
He tapped the edge of her desk briskly, and kept moving toward the back. He reached the two 'lovebirds', as he would have assumed, and placed a hand on his hip staring down at Ember.
She quickly scribbled her answers down, rolling her eyes at how persistent he was being - as if he cared about them at all, and then folded her paper and held it up, between two fingers. Hayden quickly held his up, behind her, his smooth smile playing across his face.
"What's your name?", Abe asked Hayden, taking in the beautiful writing scrolled across the paper.
"I'm Hayden, sir. I'm pretty new…second semester here."
"Ah. Well…nice handwriting, Hayden. Turn around in your seat, please.", the last part of his sentence was directed at Ember, as he slapped the papers against her knee, and she reluctantly turned around in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest.
He continued making his way around, noticing both the student with the computer, and another who looked rather exhausted. He wondered if this tired student needed some coffee, or perhaps something interesting to wake him up. English Lit was a hard subject to wake people up with, especially this generation. Casting his eyes down at the floor, he moved on to the student with the computer, and tapped the side of it with the papers, "What game is that? I used to play games during classes in college. I learned pretty quickly that was a bad idea. I won't ask you not to, but I won't give breaks on tests for poor note taking, either. Just remember that, alright?"
And finally, he reached the front of the room, where he noticed a girl sitting rather refined. She seemed like a scholar, causing him to smirk. He picked up her paper, and having all of them in his hand, leaned against his desk in front of her, giving her a knowing smile. Turning away from this student, he held up the papers, and smiled.
"Welcome to the new year. That wasn't so bad, was it? Well…here's the bad news. Your answers are about to determine who your partners are going to be for the rest of this semester. This exercise is not meant to torture you, demean you, or anything of the sort. It's meant to bring you all together. It's to create an environment where EVERYONE can learn, and not just a certain, entitled group. So, the colors, are the colors of the groups. Some may be smaller than others, and some may be larger. If there's an odd man out, we will fill in spaces. Sound good? Alright. Let's get started."
"Shit, what did you put?", Ember turned, asking Hayden.
"I put Blue…you know my favorite color is blue."
"I put Purple…", she said with a long groan, "We're not going to be together!"
"For the Green Group…and since not many of you wrote your name on your paper, I am going to go by the order I picked them up. Greens are Alexander and Kellie. Blues are Xander and Hayden. Purples are Mia, Jack, and Ember. And our lone red is Darlene. So, why don't you…", he explained, pointing to the student who was late, "be with the red group. Throw the Red and purple together, and the blue and green together, and we have our groups."
He stopped to let it all sink in, hoping that the friends of the class didn't take it too hard. He couldn't exactly promise them they would love this idea, but he was sure they would learn. That's what he was here for.
(NPC's can be sort of dispersed throughout the groups as you see fit. I didn't say anything about them, because it's your choice what color they would choose.)
So, needless to say, I overslept. Posting now.
Okay. So, the plan was to post tonight after I got off, but after I read everything, formulated a response to the majority of the posts, I realized that I was so tired I couldn't really function. So, I started dozing off, and now, I've decided to make sure to post properly, I'm going to do it in the morning.
So, when I get up to clean and get ready for my mom to come over (around 7 am CDT), I will post before I do anything else. I swear. For now, I'm going to sleep. I hope everyone's having a good night <3
So, when I get up to clean and get ready for my mom to come over (around 7 am CDT), I will post before I do anything else. I swear. For now, I'm going to sleep. I hope everyone's having a good night <3
@AnnaBeth If you are making a second post, please remember to get your teacher character to tell Nathan to sit down, or whatever.
I fully plan to. It's one of the things I just put on my list to respond to :)
I'm reading posts, right now. I don't have very long of a break for lunch, today...so my post will come later tonight. I will let everyone know if I DO have any problems, but I'm not some sort of Nazi. Just play it cool. I plan to :D
Also, I am going to go ahead and make my second post, before some of the others post, just so that I don't have TOO much to respond to. If anyone wants to be in a different class than this group (and has a CS in), then you are more than welcome to do so, and make the teacher of that class an NPC of sorts.
Also, I am going to go ahead and make my second post, before some of the others post, just so that I don't have TOO much to respond to. If anyone wants to be in a different class than this group (and has a CS in), then you are more than welcome to do so, and make the teacher of that class an NPC of sorts.
@StarGenie44 Thanks for catching me in your post, my darling! I'll be sure to return the favor in my next one.
@AnnaBeth What are the posting rules? I don't want to step on anyone's toes or anything.
The only posting rules, really are no speed posting. Give others time to respond to anything that might be going on, so that no one gets behind. After a couple of days with no contact, we can move on without someone (just let me know if you're going MIA), but just courteous waiting for others to post. If you're in a convo with someone, and you're not moving the timeline drastically, feel free to post more than once before others respond.
Juniors and seniors in most high schools take a lot of core classes together because by your junior year, you start filling in gaps for college, or you would have like half a day off every day.
Hayden took his seat in the back row of the classroom, preparing himself for whatever the new English Lit teacher had in store. He wondered who they would even be, or if they would be halfway decent. The last teacher didn't last long, dealing with some of the more out of control students. New York City hoodlums tended to be some heavy souls, or so they all pretended. What they actually were, were poorly adjusted, out of control children.
Grumbling to himself, he glanced up from his desk, and smirked as his best friend Ember approached him, taking a seat directly in front of him, "The beauty. It stings!", he feigned a heart attack, throwing his head back with a soft giggle. Ember groaned, removing her jacket and tossing it at him. He caught it, as if he had seen this sort of hostility from her a million times, and draped it over the back of her seat.
"No one wants your dick, Rhodes. Get over yourself."
"Oh, I wasn't talking about you, princess. Look at that hot piece of ass…", he chimed, leaning in close to her face, and pointing one long slender finger toward the door, where one of the many cheerleader types strolled in, giving him a playful grin, "She wants it."
"In your dreams. She just wants money, which you only have when you remember to ask for it. Speaking of which, are we going to the party tonight, or no?"
"You're wanting me to go to a party? To what? Buy alcohol for everyone?", Hayden groaned, causing Ember to make a pouty face and nod her head.
The new teacher strolled in not too far behind the blonde, and sat his things on the desk up front.
"If you'll all take your seats and settle down, please. My name is Mr. Buckner. If you're a decent human being, in which I grow to trust, I'll let you call me Abe. Get on my bad side, and you can call me sir until the day you die. Alright? Good. Now…straight to the basics. I'm an easy guy to get along with. I let you be the guide of the class room, and if you're good to me, I continue being good to you. Treat me poorly, and trust me…I can do the same.", the teacher explained, causing Hayden to narrow his eyes, impressed. Mr. Buckner quickly caught a glimpse of all of the students, his eyes settling on Hayden and Ember, "I can see that we're all in a comfortable environment, with those we know. I wonder…should we have an ice breaker?"
"Oh no.", Ember groaned, turning her attention from Abe, back to Hayden's face. She examined his expression, all the way to his half open mouth, as he listened, "He's going to make us talk to these people."
"Shush.", Hayden snapped.
"I want everyone to pull out a piece of paper, and write down a few things about yourselves. First, I want you to write down a color, either red, blue, purple, or green. I want you to write down your plans for college, or whatever you plan to do after high school, and finally, I want you to write down one thing you'd like to improve about your high school career. Fold the paper and place it flat on your desk when you're finished."
Grumbling to himself, he glanced up from his desk, and smirked as his best friend Ember approached him, taking a seat directly in front of him, "The beauty. It stings!", he feigned a heart attack, throwing his head back with a soft giggle. Ember groaned, removing her jacket and tossing it at him. He caught it, as if he had seen this sort of hostility from her a million times, and draped it over the back of her seat.
"No one wants your dick, Rhodes. Get over yourself."
"Oh, I wasn't talking about you, princess. Look at that hot piece of ass…", he chimed, leaning in close to her face, and pointing one long slender finger toward the door, where one of the many cheerleader types strolled in, giving him a playful grin, "She wants it."
"In your dreams. She just wants money, which you only have when you remember to ask for it. Speaking of which, are we going to the party tonight, or no?"
"You're wanting me to go to a party? To what? Buy alcohol for everyone?", Hayden groaned, causing Ember to make a pouty face and nod her head.
The new teacher strolled in not too far behind the blonde, and sat his things on the desk up front.
"If you'll all take your seats and settle down, please. My name is Mr. Buckner. If you're a decent human being, in which I grow to trust, I'll let you call me Abe. Get on my bad side, and you can call me sir until the day you die. Alright? Good. Now…straight to the basics. I'm an easy guy to get along with. I let you be the guide of the class room, and if you're good to me, I continue being good to you. Treat me poorly, and trust me…I can do the same.", the teacher explained, causing Hayden to narrow his eyes, impressed. Mr. Buckner quickly caught a glimpse of all of the students, his eyes settling on Hayden and Ember, "I can see that we're all in a comfortable environment, with those we know. I wonder…should we have an ice breaker?"
"Oh no.", Ember groaned, turning her attention from Abe, back to Hayden's face. She examined his expression, all the way to his half open mouth, as he listened, "He's going to make us talk to these people."
"Shush.", Hayden snapped.
"I want everyone to pull out a piece of paper, and write down a few things about yourselves. First, I want you to write down a color, either red, blue, purple, or green. I want you to write down your plans for college, or whatever you plan to do after high school, and finally, I want you to write down one thing you'd like to improve about your high school career. Fold the paper and place it flat on your desk when you're finished."
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