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 Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:32 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic  Shane watched as a student walked into his class, he checked the roster and matched up the photo with the young mans face. He was Evgeny Khostov, it sounded Russian to him but he could be wrong. He cringed a bit as the kid tripped on the board in the door he hated the fact there was a door there, it was an annoyance which he planed to get rid of later that day. He saw the tears well up in the student's eyes as he got up from his desk; he herd some comments from other students. "Not a word or you'll be writing me an essay." He said to some students who instatnly shut up.
As he got near Evgeny he crouched and helped pick up his books. "Are you ok Evgeny?" He asked with a hit in consern in his voice. "If you are I'll walk you across the street to the Health Sience class and have the teacher look ya over." He looked over the books to make sure his oil stained hands hadn't gotten any oil on the books.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 7:50 pm
As i walked into the the classroom i see Evegney on the floor and his teacher just stading there to wait till he gets up. As i bend over to pick up his books i whisper to him, "You know when you fall on the floor i get up right away and i say to myself at least i dint fall on someone eles! Haha Hello my name is Rukiya! I tripp all the time i know i don't have this class, but i love saying Hi to teachers! Give them a heads up on the rest of the day!" As i puuled out a hand to help him get up i say. "Here are your books!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:08 pm
(Sharra, hunny, look at the rules for a second. Talk in third person! Not first.)
Evgeny's flush deepened as the teacher took a genuine intrest in him, but it was better to just take it as embarrassment. "I-I'm fine. Sorry, I didn't mean to destract you!" He stood up by himself and took his books from the smiling girl. He didn't like smiles. They usually were worn to hide lies. He grinned sheepishly, "I've had worse than this Mr. Wolfwing. There's no need for a nurse."
He pulled up his collar hoping to hide the fresh bruises he recieved that morning from his sisters for using the warm water and not boiling more for them. On his shoulder was a bandage covering the claw marks he recieved from his mother for no particular reason, other than checking to see if she wasn't dead from the drugs. To be checked over by the nurse would be the worse thing. He'd have to smile like his mother and lie through his teeth, then he'd return home and be beaten by his father.
Quickly, he hurried to his seat and sat down in the far back, shrinking to make himself small and insignificant. No one would notice him, no one would care.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:32 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic Shane laughed as Evgeny flushed bright red as he tried to make an excuse. "Naw, don't worry about it. I wasn't doing anything anyways." He said to him as he said he didn't need a nurse. "Ok, but if you change your mind let me know." He looked over his class roster and saw everyone was here but Amy who told him the day before he was late. He walked up to the front of the class to the white board, he picked up one of the markers and wrote his name up on the board. "Ok class, my name is Shane Wolfwing. You all can just call me Shane, I never really liked titles or honorifics." He explained to them as he sat down on his chair and leaned back. "Now I'm gonna tell you guys the class rules. Rule 1 don't screw with me, if you do screw with me I'll screw with you ten times worse. Rule 2 don't bullshit me, I can smell bullshit from a mile away so don't even bother. Rule 3 if you break something tell me so we can either get it fixed or repaired. Rule 4 don't touch the volume on the radio, if you change it the volume I'll bust the radio and you won't have any music. Rule 6 if you steal one of my tools we'll go into lockdown and EVERYONE will have to write me a 20 page paper on the history of the automobile. Rule 7 NO passing notes."
He looked at everyone to make sure they were paying attention. "Now look at the person your sitting next to at your table. There's two per table. The person next to you will be your partner for every assignment." He noticed that everyone was paird with another person cept for Evgeny. "Evgeny you'll be partnered up with Amy, she's running a little late today so you'll be on your own till she gets here." He explained to him as he sat up in his chair and placed his hands folded ontop of one anohter on the desk.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:46 pm
Evgeny nodded curtly, butnot really noticing. He was just fine by himself, he wanted to ask to remain alone, but that would ruin the teacher's schedual and teaching plans. He had no right to ask the teacher to change his class for one child. An image flashed in his head:
Shane throwing him to the ground, beating his head with the imposing tools that decorated the room. A scowl across the teacher's face, Evy had done something wrong; he asked the teacher if he could stay alone. All the other students were laughing mockingly at each bash of the metal against his skull. He felt his bones cracking, breaking under the assult. He screamed for forgivness as he did daily to his father and sisters. Screamed to be forgotten as he did to his mother in her fits of rage.
His eyes were wide in fear, refusing to focus on anything. He stared emptily at the table, his body shrinking, wishing to shrink so small he would be dissolved into the air particles. His breath was hitched, irregular and too fast for any oxygen to reach his brain making him lightheaded. He lay his head down on the table fighting back the tears that threatened his eyes.
'Why does this always happen?'
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 9:17 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic Shane looked at at Evgeny, he seemed to be lightheaded. "Ok it seems like I'm gonna force him to go to the nurse." He thought to himself as he got up and walked towards the back of the class where Evgeny was sitting. "There's obviously something bugging you, or wrong with you. I'm gonna take you to the nurse." He said to him as he wrote a quick note and on a small white board that was attached to the door. It said 'Amy I've taken a student to the Health Science building across the street. You're incharge untill I get back.' He walked back to Evgeny and patted him on the shoulder, he could feel a bandage underneath his shirt. "Get up Engvey I'm taking you to the Health Science building." He said in a calm and soothing as he waited for him to get up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 9:26 pm
Evgeny winced as Shane's hand hit his fresh wounds. How could he get out of this one? Lies were already forming into his head. Maybe this teacher did care, but he didn't need to be cared for. He was still alive, so what did he need adults for?
"Really, Miste- Sh-Shane. I just had a bad morning today. I'm just tired," he smiled, but he knew his eyes gave away everything. He resigned and stood from his chair making to pick up his books.
'Stupid, stupid, stupid! What should I say?! My cat scratched me this morning. He's a mean old thing. Yeah, that'll do. The bruises? I'm a clumsy oaf. The teacher can testify to that. I just fall down alot,' the lies made him feel dirty even though he had yet to spread them, 'I'm such a rotten b*****d.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 9:42 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic Shane looked at him with a stern expression. "Rule number 2 don't bullshit me." He said to him as he tapped his fingers onto Evgeny's desk. He moved his head close to Evgeny's ear. "Why do you feel like lieing to me? I can tell you don't want to lie to me but something's making you wanna lie." He said to him in a low whisper.((Sorry for the crap post, I'm tired and I needa go to bed. So night ya'll.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:45 am
 Raurick sighed as he walked into his Creative Writing course and stood at the front of his desk. Leaning against it as he looked out on his class he smiled and shook his head. "How many of you are serious about writing?" He asked right away. "If you're here to learn poetry or a certain style of writing to impress someone, then get out of my class this instant." He glared through his glasses, not wanting to deal with the insolent brat who only wanted to learn one style. "For those of you who want to learn how to write, put your school books away and take out a composiion note book." He instructed as he watched them.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:00 pm
A Cherry Red Ford Mustang swerved into the student parking section of the campus, its white pin strapes glistening in the sun. Lance Lockheart turned the key, shutting down his beast of a vehicle. He stepped out of his car with a bag hanging from his shoulder and his duffle bag strapped to the side. "Well, at least the campus is beutifull.." Lance smiled looking around. "I wonder where I'm supposed to go." He spoke softly to himself entering through the main entrance, stopping in the main foyer to see if anyone can direct him on where to put his belongings.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 5:10 pm
Evy looked down dejectedly, when he felt the teachers breath brush against his ear, his back stiffened. He paled considerably, why is it this man could see right through him!? No one ever saw through him when he was lying most of the time. His eyes? Yes, he was hurting all the time, but today he was overly sensitive. He had to close doors again. Lock them up and chain them for eternity. Why couldn't he just do that?
With considerable effort, Evgeny relaxed himself and felt his mind go numb. Feel his eyes harden and the cold look of ice took effect. It was so hard for him inside, but now he could hide from the pain and accusations. Hide away from it all. He turned to look at the teacher, his face stoic, "I apologize for the lame excuse, but I only had a bad morning. It's a little rough at home at the moment. If you insist on my going to the nurse though, I have a few complaints. I wouldn't wish to take your class time from you."
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:26 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic Shane watched as Evgeny paled, there was obviously something wrong with him. Either he was very sick or was very shocked that he had seen through his lie. "I don't care if you have complaints, you're going to the nurse to get a complete check up. Period." He said with an authorative tone of voice. Shane hated it when he had to repeat himself several times on the same subject. He waited for Evegeny to get up, if he didn't he'd start to get irritated and when irritated he started to call people by their last name.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 9:12 pm
Resolved not to cause anymore trouble, Evgeny stood from his seat and inclined his head, "I understand. I'm sorry for annoying you." He looked away to the floor, a small smirk lingering on his lips. That seemed to be his best friend, the floor. Always there to stop him from falling forever. How funny, sometimes your closest friends hurt you when they protected you. He looked up at Shane listlessly, "Shall we go?" His voice dull and heavy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 6:03 am
Lina Lina was sitting in the Old Garden. She had her note pad out. She was trying to sketch different parts of the garden. She smiled because it was a beautiful place. She shut the sketch pad and stood up. She dusted off her dress and started her way to the school. She looked at her schedual. "Alright, my first class is Art I." She smiled and hummed a tune as she was making her way to the school.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 4:53 pm
Shane Wolfwing
The Master Mechanic Shane looked at Evgeny as he finally stood. "It's ok." He said as he patted Evgeny on the back lightly. "Let's go." He walked to the door and held it open waiting for Evgeny to follow him.
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