Welcome to Sex Ed

[sephora]

Sephora stood outside the door to the classroom, smoothing her tight, dark-wash jeans. Her black halter looked good against her olive skin, long silver earrings brushing toned shoulders. Her counselor had signed her up for classes, and she couldn't believe this was one of them. Sex Ed, taught by Ms. Michaella Kassune. Lifting her MAC, Sephora pushed her dark auburn hair out of her face and stepped through the door. Ms. Kassune was not there yet, so she sat towards the back as the other students filed in. Finally Ms. Kassune got there, and. . . the teacher was wearing a slightly damp and see through white shirt with no pants. Wonderful.

She was silent during all of the antics of the classroom, Solaris' appearance and Corgan coming in late. She was sitting behind a larger boy, so she doubted that he saw her. Sephora recognized a few of the boys in the classroom, two boys from her english class. One she thought was named Alex, and the other she didn't know, but he was speaking german with the teacher.

There was a pause as Ms. Kassune strode to the front, all of the boys staring at her long legs, so Sephora stood up to take her turn. She wasn't nervous, for her father and her body-guards had sat her down one day to tell her about the birds and the bees, so she was completely comfortable around boys, though she had spent next to no time around ones her own age. Sephora stood, some of the boys seeing her for the first time.

"My name is Sephora," she began in her Armenian accent, "and there are only a few intersting things about me. This is the first time I have ever been to a real school, that is one. I own a giraffe, that is another. The third," she paused, trying to think of something slightly embarassing. A slight blush touched her olive skin when she thought of one, "and I am embarassed to say that this is the first time I have been around boys my own age."

Sephora sat down, feeling eyes on her. "Was that everything, Michaella?"

[Corgan]

Corgan smiled back at Micha and took his seat. He noticed her eyes still on him and when she mentioned keeping him in mind in case of an opening he simply gave a wink.

He then looked over to the orange-haired guy. definitely German. Corgan didn't understand the language, but he knew what it sounded like. And going from the way the teacher was speaking to him and the tones used by both of them, Corgan had offended him and she was keeping things smoothed out for him.

"Hey man, didn't mean to be rude or anything. I'm just a pretty casual guy." He said with a smile before Sephora said her bit. he gave an internal chuckle at her last statement.
Imagine that, she's flustered. I didn't see that one coming. Oh well, one never can tell about people from one meeting. He thought.

[kassune]

A soft, reassuring and friendly smile radiated from Micha towards the girl, her shifting her eyes away from Corgan. He'd get spoiled rather quickly if she gave him too much attention anyway. "You did wonderfully Sephora. I'm sorry I let them skip past you, please, try to sit closer to the front next time." With that said, she sat down in the desk beside her, turning to face the class.

"Well, I guess its my turn... um... I really don't know what to say..." She began, a finger nail poking between her lips as she sat there, seemingly long in thought. "Well, My name's Michaella, though I go by Micha. I was born here in the united states but raised in Europe by an adopted Gypsie family. I'm fluent in most European nations, and..." she paused, glancing teasingly first at Alex, then Corgan, and finally Shwartz, before returning to view the class as a whole. "My embarassing fact is that I don't allow societies 'rules' to interfere with my life or what I choose to do with it."


OOC: looks good Sephora, but you might want to edit the first part to fit. I came in after everyone except Corgan. If you want to know where I was right before you cam in for a reference, I was leaning against an empty student desk, semi-sitting on it.

[Alex]

Alex stared out the window after all the introductions had finished, including the two from Sephora and Corgan. Then came the fun part, Micha's introduction. He turned his gaze to the front, and listened as she gave her intro, during part of it, she gave Alex a teasing glance, which in response, he gave a blank stare. After, he looked around the class, only to realize that, there was only one female classmate in the entire class, Sephora. That was fabulous...

Alex gave Sephora a glance, and smiled slightly before turning back to the front. He twirled his pencil in his fingers, he was pretty sure that most of the guys in the class had only one reason for taking this class, and it certainly wasn't to learn something. As for Corgan and Swartz, hell if he knew why they took it.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz looked at Corgan as he spoke to him, and nodded.
"I understand, I am rash sometimes. I am Swartz, it is nice to meet you Corgan, I hope we will become friends." Swartz felt like he had put his foot in his mouth earlier, and hoped that Corgan couldn't understand German

OOC: Spoke to Corgan

[Solaris Awren (Chronos)]

"Miss Shotgun will only know if she decides to take a look at the tapes later, I'd give it a 50/50 chance. If you lose, I lose...but I'll be nice this once." Solaris sat hovering behind everyone, placing glasses over his orange eyes, brushing his hair back once...and then taking out a book.

Sure it was probably rude not to listen in on what Ms. Kassune had to say...but hell, what did this class truly matter to him? Seriously, think about it.

[Corgan]

Corgan gave a smile and a shrug.
"No worries, these things happen. I'll be glad to be on friendly terms with you Swartz, but we should talk outside of class. I'd hate to have the teacher think we didn't respect her enough to pay attention." Corgan replied and then turned to face the front of the class.

He would certainly talk with Swartz a little bit later. The guy seemed decent enough and Corgan figured it would be interesting to talk with him as like Sephora, he came from a country Corgan didn't know much of. It was more of an assumption that Swartz was actually from Germany, but he knew The an actual German name along with the language which was spoken without any flaws, was a good sign he actually came from the place. And Corgan loved learning about other countries.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy, checking his schedule, sighed. Who the hell had signed him up for sex Ed? He didn't want some old man lecturing him on what to do with a female. However, it was far past time for him to change classes, and he had no real choice in the matter. Sighing with frustration, he entered the sex ed class, ducking into the doorway, all eyes turning toward the mountain of a man.

He took his seat in the back, right in front of a girl whom he totally blocked from view. He didnt really care, instead feeling relief that everyone decided to look away. (Micha Edit)As he waited, bored, anticipating that the dumb old man would come walking in any moment, his stupor was interrupted. Through the open door slid Micha, in the wake of a student who'd ran in with the bell. (End Micha Edit)

His gaze, which had begun to zone out, found a nice little home for themselves. The chest of micha, whom just came running into the room. Her nipples were supremely erect, either from cold or excitment, and they were bouncing playfully. She spoke to a few students, but he didnt even hear the words, instead trying to contain what was wanting to speak up downstairs.

The class began to speak, stating theyre names and such, and Jeremy finally pulled his gaze away just in time to hear the girl behind him state her name to be "sephora". He tucked it away. Never know when they would meet up. He didnt state his name, however, instead continuing to stare intently at micha as she told them stuff about herself. His gaze, which was still staring at her chest, made its round from her chest to her face to the class. He had takena mental picture, and could finally stand to look away from her for a few moments.

He waited, wondering if she would jsut skip over him, or make him state some things as well.



OOC(( you didnt really cahnge anything...more like added something. im fine with it))

Edit: you weren't availiable and your post didn't make sense, with the story as it was, so I made a slight change, if you don't like it, your free to change it, just make it fall into place propperly.

[Alex]

Alex turned his gaze slightly sideways, as the door opened, he saw form the corner of his eye a guy walking in. Did he just say a guy? He meant a huge guy. He practically towered above everyone, who were, at the moment, sitting in desks, which made him seem even bigger. He walked towards Alex and then sat in front of a girl, practically blocking her from view.

As he turned his gaze back to the front, right after the big guy, in came the teacher, Micha. As he sat in his seat, he noticed from the corner of his eye the big guy that had just sat down was staring at something. Alex followed his gaze, and to his utter chagrin, it was Micha's chest. There were no words to describe what Alex was feeling at the moment. Introductions were done, but he had yet to hear from the only female in the entire class. Scratch that, she took charge and did hers. Then came Micha's, after which, class would finally begin.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz stared at the massive man that had walked in, he remembered him vageuly from History Class. Is this guy ever on time? He watched him for a few moments, and after Micha arrived he saw him staring, he followed his gaze, onto Micha's Chest. He gave the giant a while to adjust and prove him wrong, but after the introductions he was certain, his lips parted in a Silent snarl.
"Micha, er an Ihnen, als ob Sie seine Geschlechts-Puppe sind, sollte starre ich etwas über es tun, ihn zu unterrichten an, dass Sie nicht sind?" He asked in German, keeping his voice level, as if he was asking the weather or the time. Dieser ekelhafte maßige Dummkopf sollte ich ihn zu den Spitzen schneiden he thought to himself, fuming inside, he watched Micha carefully, for even the slightest hint of a Nod.

OOC: Speaking to Micha

[kassune]

After she'd finished her statements, Micha waited, watching the class to see their responses, sitting in the desk she'd chosen. She noticed that Jeremy, whom she'd visited after her dance with Shwartz and her conversation with Alex, had fallen into a pattern of staring at her chest. Not that she blamed him, the way she was dressed, in a damp, cold white t-shirt, she probably would have stared at herself too.

Her orange haired friend, who was sitting next to her, only made her smile grow. ~He really does care...~ she thought to herself, surprised by how quickly it had happened, perhaps even a little touched.

"Nicht in der Kategorie Shwartz, I' d ziehen, es vor dem viel Chaos nicht zu verursachen. Außer… " she whispered softly, using her qi to carefully control the vibration energy and channel it directly to him without spilling out into the students " Ich glauben, dass ich eine lustige Weise haben kann, ihn, aber nach Kategorie zu behandeln, he' s Ihr. Wenn Ihr sicheres Sie it."

Turning, she took the whole class in a sweeping glance before noticing that Jeremy was still completely out of it. Normally she couldn't exercise the kind of qi control she did now, but this wasn't a fight and she could focus as much as she wanted. Raising from her seat, she returned to stand beside the desk, next to the heater.

"Well, now that we've got our introductions out of the way, I suppose we can finally get down to beggining class." She said, using her qi talent to subtelly gather and compress the pure thermal energy from the heater into a tiny, needle-sized bolt. "No need to worry, things shouldn't get too personal." When it was finally ready, coupled with the right magnetic frequency, she released it, sending the invisible needle of heat rushing straight into Jeremy's jean button, giving him a light, mild searing sensation for a brief moment, during which the button directly evaporated.

"Any questions before we begin?"


OOC: I may edit this, for various reasons, but I'll be careful not to contradict anyone who comes after me, just know that it may change.

[Alex]

Alex stared out the window, cradling his chin in his hand, when he saw from the corner of his eye, Swartz talking in German, and he looked very, very angry. There could only be one person he was talking German to, and it wasn't the big guy, who was still staring at Micha's chest. Talk about a one track mind. Alex turned his gaze to see what Micha would do, although he couldn't hear anything, he could see her lips moving, meaning she was speaking, but nobody else could hear it. She looked up and gave the entire class a look, and then moved over to the heater, he guessed to warm up, considering she was wearing a damp white t-shirt.

" Well, now that we've got our introductions out of the way, I suppose we can finally get down to beginning class." Alex focused his attention on her, once again cradling his chin in his hand. Something had happened during the time that Micha was at the heater, from the corner of his eye, Alex saw the big guy squirming in his chair, that brought a slightly mischievous look in Alex's eye, whatever it was, it was certainly a wake up call for the guy, maybe now he wouldn't stare at one particular spot anymore.

"Any questions before we begin?" No, Alex didn't have any questions, for now. Later though, well, we would see.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy looked down, a slight burning sensation causing him a little worry. The button on his jean turned red, then suddenly incinerated. He reached down, slightly brushing away the little dust that was left over. Lucky for him he'd worn a belt. He looked back up to micha, a blank and calm expression on his face. He'd gotten the hint, but she took it just a little too far. Whatever attraction he had to her was put on hold for him until further notice.

Nobody gets that close to his manhood with a weapon like that and stays his friend.

He remained seated, not causing any problems, for now. He wasn't stupid, he knew full well that attacking a teacher would only result in him getting his ass beat. However, he was permanently done playing her little games. A hatred for her had formed, in that little instant, because of a simple move on her part. If she didn't want him staring, she could have spoken up, or not been absent-minded enough to wear a shirt like that. Instead she sent a warning with violence, and that wasn't something friends would do. Yes, after that night he considered her a friend, though one that had very little trust. After all, they had only just met. But now all trust and friendship ties with her were cut.

Nobody threatens his manhood.

He sat, waiting for her to speak, eyes staring at her face only, with no sign that he hated her apparent in his features.

[sephora]

Pulling out a black leather-bound notebook and a red pen, Sephora did not have any questions. Well, she did have one. Why did the biggest person in the room choose to sit in front of the smallest? All she could do was hear Ms. Kassune, not that she wanted to stare at the woman, but she couldn't see to take any notes or the like. Having lost any of her warryness from the assuredness of Ms. Kassune, she stood up and moved to the only empty seat in the room, one that was one to the left and two to the front.

Luyu turned back and smiled at the large boy, "Sorry, I couldn't see." she whispered. Turning back around, she smiled apologetically at Ms. Kassune for the interruption.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz watched Micha very carefully, she had spoken to him from four feet away, but it sounded as if she had whispered in his ear. Is that her Qi? hmmm

He watched Sykes sqiurm slightly in his chair, and wondered what she had done. He spun his pencil on the tip of his index finger before turning back to Micha. I'll get him later, I dislike him.

He saw out of the corner of his eye the girl behind Sykes, a tiny Girl, odd to be behind a Behmeth when you were so short, but she had came in first, move to a new seat, and turned back to Micha, having turned to watch the girl as she aplogized, looking directly into her eyes, and waiting. The sooner this lesson ends, the sooner I can fight him.