¡.Music of The North Wing.!

[¡SQUEEKERS!]

A t t e n d a n c e

Tanya shoved open the wide double doors of the North Wing with her elbow, and carried the bundled papers in her hands over to one of the many messy desks in the wing. It was Monday afternoon, the first day of a new year, and Tanya was excited to get things started. So what if she had one of her favorite students hack into the computer system and sign up a bunch of kids for her Chorus class that probably didn't want to take it. "For the sake of art!" She reminded herself, dropping the papers on her desk and turning to face her classroom.

The North Wing of the Third Floor was unique from every other wing of classrooms. She had bugged the Headmaster to allow her to get rid of every wall that divided the classrooms, and gave Mike and Sam homemade cookies for blowing all of them up for her. So the North Wing was like one big room, with her desk directly in the middle of it, and different sections all around her. Next to the windows she had a few stands situated in a semi-circle, ready for the students to stand, or sit on.

And Tanya was ready for the next couple of hours. She had her syllabus all made out, and would probably be surprising, slash pissing off a good portion of these poor kids. "I wonder how kids feel about Musicals these days..."

Turning, she unbundled her papers and waited for her students to start showing up.

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Exusia
Virgil

Exusia and Virgil walked into the room almost at the same time. Exusia sat where he guessed Vynny would want to sit and Virgil sat in the front right row. Exusia leaned back as far as he could, looked around and saw only 3 people, including himself, in the room. Maybe I could get a quick cigarette in, so I don't feel the need to drink some of that blood in my flask. He looked up at teh teacher and made the choice to not even try. He undid the top buttons on his trench coat and put his messenger bag off to the side. He quickly checked his Facebook and checked his texts. He had one new text, it was from his parents saying that he had another blood sample headed his way. Exusia simply sat back and dosed off for a bit.

Virgil hated arriving first. It meant he had to have uncomfortable silence for a time. He just hated it, so he pulled out his IPod and started listening to music. Virgil looked around, his music blaring in his ears, and saw Matsumoto. Something bothered Virgil about that guy. It felt like that guy would bite people for fun or something. Virgil took his black blazer off and put it on the back of his chair and rolled up his dress shirt's sleeves. He sat back down and just listened to his music for a bit, his messenger bag next to his feet.

[ツ PEZZY]

Surprisingly enough, Othello hadn't woken him up that morning, though his phone did. Prostie telefonul... And then the day began, pillaging tornado of scrambling his first class, late because of his muteness, though Mr. DeLuca was alright with that. The botany teacher had been told of his...sad disability beforehand. Diesel thought he was a se raceste planta om. English and Chemistry were not dubbed boring by Diesel, though he always remained the silent one. Unfortunately, he had to write down that he could not speak before class began for both teachers, so they would not call on him during class. Like a ghost, he remained in a corner of the classrooms, hardly noticed by anyone unless they remarked on his hair, to which he simply nodded and grinned, hoping to not entice any conversation.

However, he was particularly early for chorus class. Perhaps it was luck. Diesel peered around the room, seeing that only a couple of students were accommodating themselves, and Ms. Tanya Guathie perched upon her desk. She of course knew that he wasn't able to speak on his own, and so, scribbling a on a light blue post-it note in uncannily neat script, he approached her desk. He smiled, waved a shaky hand, and handed the little note to her. It read:

Hello Ms. Guathie! Since this is a chorus class, I think I'll need a buddy of mine to help me out here. Can I go get him?

But there was a catch.
Othello was waiting with his fluffy, excited self just behind the doorway...

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Prostie telefonul... // Stupid phone.
Se raceste planta om.. // Cool plant man.

[¡SQUEEKERS!]

"Ah! Diesel! Hello, hello!" Tanya gave the young boy a large smile, swinging her feet back and forth lightly from her perch on the desk. She took his note, humming lightly even as she frowned. Hm, silly me. I forgot about Diesel's little issue. No matter! There is a spot for him in the musical!

[/i] Tanya giggled and handed the note back to him. "Of course, of course, Diesel! The more the merrier!" She hopped up, and seemingly floated to the other side of her desk in a flurry of bright mutlicolored fabrics and robes, Tanya did enjoy dressing extravagently, and opened one of the deep drawers. After a few moments of rummaging through various trinkets, broken instruments and some random papers, her hand came back out holding a gold triangle. "It's not much at the moment." She smiled softly and handed it towards Diesel. "But, you could use this for the meantime, and I'll figure something else out for you." Tanya didn't want to inadvertantly insult the boy, he deserved to have some input in the chorus for the first few days.

Outside the North Wing doors, Vynny and Jeremy walked side-by-side towards Ms. G's class. Both of them were laughing, Vynny trying to speak German with her thick french accent, and Jeremy chortling at her every attempt. "G-Gonten-oug" Vynny's words were broken up with a fit of giggles, and Jeremy's laugh wasn't helping her situtation. "S-Se taire, Jeremy. Vous le fa-faites dur pour m-moi au souffle.!" She knew that Jeremy could understand her french perfectly fine, but her plea for him to be quiet was only met with another burst of laughter from the German.

Jeremy stepped in front of her, which wasn't hard to do considering his legs were a bit longer then hers, and opened the North wing doors for the both of them. Following Vynny inside the two walked over to the window where the small cajun had spotted her new friend, Exu. Waving, Haevyn smiled at Exu and pivoted in order to introduce the two. "Exu, this is Jeremy. Jeremy, Exu." She pointed at the both of them and offered a small curtsy as she introduced the two. "[color=0090FF
]Guten Tag, Exu.[/color]" Jeremy offered Exu a stiff bow, and afterwards a large grin. "LOL. Vynny told me all about you." He winked at Vynny, who ended up playfully punching him in return.

"I did not." She mumbled softly to herself, blushing as she sat by Exu. Jeremy simply chuckled loudly again before sitting on his other side and pulling out his laptop. Starting it up, Jeremy patiently waited before unleashing his fingers on his keyboard and quickly hacking into the student system to see who else was in the class with them. "Hey, Vynny. Brie is in the class with us." He winked at Exu, before going back to his computer and his hacking. Vynny on the other side, perked at his words and smiled. "Impressionnant!"
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Exusia watched as Vynny, his love interest, walked in; he smiled at her and waved back. There was a man with her, this could be bad. Matsumoto awaited her seating choice. Vynny politely introduced him to the guy, he was German. German's had bitter blood in his past experiences. The German, Jeremy, said something that hit Exu pretty deep. She talks about me! One step closer! He thought to himself as she sat next to him, which meant a lot to him. His nose picked up on her scent, it was very good smelling. He became intoxicated in her scent.

"Vynny, you look and smell amazing. Simply amazing, intoxicating even." Exusia said as he smelled her again. Jeremy seemed pretty good with computers, he found out that Brie was in the class. Brie being in the class was bad for the lovestruck Vampwolf because she hated men and wanted Vynny to not like Exusia, which was bad. Exusia pulled out his ritsy Alienware laptop and turned it on, immediatly pulling up the reports from his family. Nothing important. He looked over at Vynny.

"So you talk about me a lot?" Matsumoto said in a clearly playful manner.