forum Teacher roleplay! Because there's too many high-school students.

Started March 24, 2018 by @Lenered

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"I can explain, I'm just really feeling the gay today!" He yelled, throwing his hands in the air.
jk jk

"Hey, um…what was it you wanted me to say," he asked, turning his head slightly to the small girl standing behind him, "Right right okay….take that from the top!" He slowly closed the door, backing out of the room before whipping it open once again.
"Are you made of Nickel, Cerium, Arsenic and Sulfur? Because you've got a NiCe AsS! " He yelled, before adding a, "Didn't you know that chemists do it periodically on the table?" before winking at the class and slamming the door shut, making his way back to his classroom, attempting to wipe the sparkly makeup off his lips.
"That was fucking humiliating," he murmured, "I am so proud of you." He chuckled, high fiving the black haired girl as they stepped back inside.

"Alright students, who's up for some fun with my dear old pal William Shakespeare?!" He asked, holding up, and waving around a large book full of sonnets and plays.

Kameo stared in shock at the door. "I'm going to murder him at lunch." he stared at the gaping faces of his students and sighed, "Let's go on with the lesson, but we're gonna mellow out a bit and learn about Newtons Laws of Physics." the class groaned. "Yeah, yeah, you can blame Damian."

Eve finally made it to her classroom, unlocking her door for all the students patiently waiting outside the room. She'd known many of them for a few years as they continued their passions for music and she saw only the few new faces of those who'd been forced into band by their friends, parents, or were new to the school. Giving them a moment to settle down, she addressed the class. "Hello class. Today, I had planned on us going outside to practice our new song with the marching, but since it's raining, we'll just have to make due with walking around the school and playing our instruments. How's that sound?" she asked with a smile, knowing full well that her students enjoyed getting to leave the class and parade around with their shiny instruments.

Jezebel was sitting in her office, eating the breakfast she had forgotten about that morning when she realized that one of her drama classes were about to start. She swore and stood up as quickly as she could without spilling her food and ran to her class.

Matthias pushed his way into his room, slightly flustered at dropping his keys, only to find that the door was unlocked. He wasn't even drunk yet and here he was, being a bumbling idiot. He made his way to his desk as his students talked while preparing for this lesson.
"Alright class, today we will be looking at the connections between parabolas and their inversions." Matthias quickly followed up as a light snicker spread through the classroom.
"And if I hear a single 'pair-o-ebolas' I will high five you. In the face. With my goddamn ruler."

(okay I really want to be in this rp so I'm just going to jump in?)
Adele walked into her classroom. "OK, people. Settle down."
The students kept talking, and Adele slammed her metal ruler onto the whiteboard and silence fell.
"Ok, good. My name is Ms. Dukes, I am the substitute for Ms. Watts. Today, the American Revolution. More specifically, the Battle of Yorktown."
There was a collective groan from the students. "Don't you give me attitude, guys, this one is interesting. Have any of you heard of founding father Alexander Hamilton?"

Damian stood at the front of the classroom, his voice in an obviously fake, high pitched voice;
"O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air."

He quoted, a hand over his heart, the other reached out to the first student he spotted. The entire class laughing as they turned red in embarrassment. He chuckled, ruffling the students hair.

"Does anybody know what that was from?" He asked, a boy in the back raised his hand, waving it around.

"Mr. Benton! Mr.Benton! Choose me! I- I know!" He shouted, practically jumping out of his seat.

"Yes Tyler?" He asked, slightly amused at his students enthusiasm.

"It's from Romeo and Juliet! I preformed that this summer at drama camp!" He bragged, "I played Mercutio."

"That's wonderful, thank you Tyler, you see class, it's important to learn about Shakespeare's sonnets and plays because almost everybody you know will say 'hey i know that guy!' when they hear the name. Tonight, ask your older siblings, parents, guardians if they learned about him, I bet they will say yes." He rambled on, his brown eyes glowing with passion.

"Apart from this homework, I want you all to go home and read some of Shakespeare's many works, and choose your favorite- write about why, and turn it in tomorrow morning," he smiled, full of hope that his students would enjoy this subject, "For the rest of the class do whatever you want, I got nothing else for you." He joked, sitting back down at his desk, feet propped up, scrolling through tumblr.

Matthias jumped slightly as he heard Damian's voice boom through the walls. "Probably some Shakespeare bullshit" he muttered as he turned to the whiteboard at the front of his room and began writing on the board, slightly stretching to reach the top of the board to write the title of the lesson.

"Alright now, who can tell me the equation for the parent graph of a parabola?" No student raised their hand. Matthias sighed, he hated calling on students who wouldn't volunteer.

"How about you, Anne? Do you remember it?" No response. "We went over it last week.?" Still no answer. Matthias breathed deeply before turning around and writing y= a (x - h)^2 + k on the board for his students to copy down.

"Mr. Romark?" a student called from the back of the classroom. It was Fred. "Can we just not today? It's too early for mathematical dickery." The rest of the class nodded in silent agreement.

"Fine then." The class jumped back at Matt's enthusiasm. "I'll do something fun for this lesson. Mark! I need you up here." The student scurried forward and Matthias handed him a pen before standing up on a stool against the board. "Trace my butt against the graph." Mark, startled but willing, drew the curve of Matt's butt onto the marked graph. The students began to giggle at Matt's antics.

Okay but I want to go to this school?? Why doesn't this exist?? Why aren't teachers like this??

Oh trust me I go to public schools I'm too poor to afford any other kind..I have been in public schools for nine years and sure, crazy shit goes on but my teachers aren't that fun. The craziest thing that happened was when everybody came to school and refused to do any work and the teachers thought it was so funny that the principal was so pissed XD

Yeah one time my friend, who eventually moved schools slapped the principal across the face after he caught her drinking vodka out of her water bottle XD Crazy things happen in school, but my teachers tend to be super strict so we don't experience these kind of things in the school i am in now, last year and the years before all the other schools i've been in was great my english teacher threw a grammar book at me once when I couldn't answer the question that we've studied for two weeks xD And my orchestra teacher told us all that we suck, it was cruel but it worked. anyway..imma go back to role-playing now XD

Damian smiled as the bell rang, the class walking out of the room while he held the door open.

"Thank you Mr. Benton" was heard repeating over and over again before the last student walked out of the room and to their lockers. Sighing, Damian grabbed his lunch bag and walked out of the room after turning off the lights. He held the lunch bag over his shoulder, his other hand stuffed in his pocket. He whistled to himself as he walked down the hallways, waving to a few of the students who greeted him as he walked by.

Ah, he loved preparation block. It gave him time to clear his head while he worked on the next day's lesson.

'Let's see,' he thought, as he placed his bag inside of the small fridge the school had gave to them for the teachers lounge, 'how about acting out Sonnet 130?' he chuckled, remembering last years performance, he loved making learning fun, especially when Shakespeare was involved, he swore that if William Shakespeare where to suddenly appear, he'd probably propose.

Damian Benton X William Shakespeare

Eve dismissed the band after they'd all put their instruments away. This was only the freshmen band, she still had to deal with the unruly upperclassmen marching band, but that wasn't until the last period of the day. Grabbing her guitar and her lunch, she walked to the teacher's lounge, ready to begin preparing the next song for her choir class. She just hoped the other teachers wouldn't be too upset with her for playing her guitar while they ate and worked, she needed the time to play the song a few times on the guitar so she could play while her students sang.

Kameo handed out a few packets, grinning, "Tomorrow's the big test! If I catch you cheating, you don't get to go on the field trip." the class paled and then started talking among themselves. The yearly field trip was a big deal. Every trip was different and had it's own quirks. Last year, Kameo'd taken the class to a REAL science lab!

(Yeah, yeah, Kameo and his class are nerds.)

Kameo handed out a few packets, grinning, "Tomorrow's the big test! If I catch you cheating, you don't get to go on the field trip." the class paled and then started talking among themselves. The yearly field trip was a big deal. Every trip was different and had it's own quirks. Last year, Kameo'd taken the class to a REAL science lab!

(Yeah, yeah, Kameo and his class are nerds.)

Damian watched as his co-workers gathered in the teachers lounge. He waved to a few of them as he packed up his work, done with planning the next days lesson. He took his phone out of his back pocket, sending a text to the babysitter telling her that he probably would be late that night, as he had to stop at the store afterwards.

(I'm making my beautiful Damian a dad because i feel like he and his son would fangirl over Shakespeare together XD)

Eve walked into the teacher's lounge and sat on the couches, away from everyone else to eat her lunch and her guitar. She plucked a few strings tuning it before beginning to play.

Kameo walked over to Eve and smiled, "Can you take any requests?"

"Of course!" Eve beamed back a Kameo. "What would you like me to play, Kameo?" she asked picking up her music from before and putting it away.

"Can you play Sweet Caroline?" Kameo asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.