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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2013 17:59:31 GMT
 he got the call at around four in the morning, and did quite the number scrambling out of bed and rushing to the bathroom. 'oh it's no big deal, really' she'd said. 'i'm teaching a gen. ed. art appreciation class and that should be easy enough for you to cover. i told them they'd get a sub today, i just...forgot to tell you about it haha. i'll ask them to give you a pay raise for the short notice.' and the rest was totally lost to him.
quinn stared at the long text message detailing his instructions. it was five minutes to seven and he barely had time to figure out how to break into his old mentor's house to get the material for today. he managed to, but at the cost of foregoing breakfast. which was the most important meal of the day. he believed that.
it hit 7:15AM, and no other human was in sight. his stomach protested his vigilance with a loud rumble and he could've sworn that if he weren't alone right now, any person would have easily heard it from the back.
at around 7:30AM his phone vibrated against the desk again, 'you can go at around 8 if no one appears. just write the assignment on the board. their loss if nobody checks : P '
idly wondering if he should just go ahead and do this sooner instead of later--he was a student after all, just a year ago--quinn eventually stood up and wrote out the unnecessarily complicated writing assignment. finished, he turned around and frowned at the empty room. it'd be a shame for these idiots to get scolded by his probably evil mentor. but it would also be a shame not to eat for another thirty minutes to an hour. still.
quinn sighed, sitting back down. "somebody better come in and thank me for this later." it's opennn. |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2013 22:48:17 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| This was only ever going to be a back up plan, you know, getting a degree. Just incase she got dropped by everything, became to ugly to model and her parents refused to give her enough money to become a Nova socialite. Psh, like it would ever happen, but still even she knew the importance of a back up plan.
Music degree might not be an appropriate backup plan but those who couldn't taught right? And if she couldn't then she could crush a few peoples dreams and that would make her feel better. That always seemed to make her feel at least just a little bit better.
Well she couldn't exactly mingle with the masses, so she'd been getting the degree through one of those open university things, except she'd been told by one of her staff members that she had to attend some music theory classes to pass, something which she hadn't questioned until that morning.
The early start wasn't the problem, hell she had one of them most days for some reason or another. The problem was that the place seemed to be deserted which was ringing warning bells in her head. The purple haired girl took of her sunglasses, resting them on her sunhat before opening the door to find one blonde man at the front of the classroom, her lips curling into a frown.
"This isn't music theory, is it?" she asked, slumping into one of the lecture hall chairs with a murderous look in her eyes. She'd been played, and she was going to have the head of whoever played her on a spike, she resolved, taking off her hat and placing it on the desk. "Your class seems a little empty"
[hope you don't mind me stealing this!]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2013 23:41:54 GMT
he had, what his younger cousins liked to call, an 'old person game' which was really word search for an android phone for company. and not much else. so he had missed the door opening, and another person's entrance into the room, only, finally, looking up when the newcomer had addressed him.
"hate to break it to you but it's introduction to art. and i'm just a sub. your regular professor is out and she left you a little present," he said, referring to the writing assignment written on the board, that was also asking for a self-portrait as the cover page. "due next week." he didn't know if he was supposed to find his professor's sense of humor actually funny or really sad. although he figured it would most likely be the latter.
"so... this your first time in this class?" he asked. hoped he was wrong, hoped it might've just been a short lapse in memory. because it'd mean having to wait and see if more people arrived so he could make sure they'd get the assignment and the reading material he'd been told to give out (or leave in the room to take).
though strangely enough, she did look kind of familiar. but no matter how much he looked at her, he just couldn't place where or when he might've seen her before.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2013 22:56:52 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| Ugh so she had been fooled, this wasn't music theory; did she even have to go to actual classes. Did this university even teach musical theory? Either way, someone was getting fired when she got back to the studios, she didn't care who but someone was going home to explain to their family why they didn't have a job anymore.
"That seems pretty harsh" the purple haired laughed, moving to a desk at the front of the classroom so that she could actually have a conversation with the blonde. Though she had to wonder if the guy didn't get that she wasn't supposed to even be in this classroom. She was pretty sure that she made it clear that she was looking for a completely different class.
"First and only I'm afraid, I got tricked. Wrong time, wrong room" the girl replied with a smile. How dumb, clearly he didn't get that she shouldn't be here. Still, speaking to him would kill a little time before she could get a car to come and pick her up. "Don't suppose you mind me waiting in here until your class shows up do you? You looked a little lonely!" she added with the fake cheeriness that always came with her tone, fishing out her iconic eye patch and placing it on. Quickly a text was sent out to someone asking for a car.
"If you don't mind me saying, you look a little young for this job, new teacher?" she asked, swinging her legs slightly as she glanced at the blonde. Eh, this would kill some time right?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2013 16:21:55 GMT
"oh. right, yeah. sorry about that." she did say that. well, sort of. his brain was hard of putting two and two together in the morning and he was really hungry right now too.
but he was genuinely perplexed as to why she would insist to stay. especially when it seemed like she needed to be somewhere else right now.
"i...no, but shouldn't you be looking for the class you're missing?" not that it was any of his business. he could hardly call himself a concerned educator because he did so little educating.
"sort of. assistant lecturer. i uh, sometimes stand in for most art theory related subjects. i graduated from here a year ago." blahblahblah. details, details. he wasn't comfortable with questions, but he didn't want to make it seem like he particularly minded either. common courtesy, right? maybe? who knew? quinn figured, since she didn't belong in this class. or any art classes for that matter, meant that he'd seen her around somewhere else. maybe a name would jog his memory?
"i'm quinn, by the way. it's nice to meet you, uh..." technically speaking, he wasn't her professor and he probably wouldn't be any time soon, so it'd be fine to introduce himself that way. @juniper |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2013 22:37:50 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| Should she be looking for her own class? Probably, she didn't really care for it all that much, the reason that she chose not to enroll was because she didn't want to interact with people who she felt were below her. Besides, she was pretty sure that this class did actually exist today, if it was even taught here at all.
"It's okay, I'm almost certain that I got tricked! I don't even think I have class today ... I'll just wait for someone to come pick me up" Juniper replied, trying to mask the fury in her voice from being tricked by some moron who thought it would be a good idea.
Nobody tricked Juniper Mae. Nobody.
"Ah that explains it" she replied with a nod. She pretty much assumed that most University professors in real life were over the age of fifty or something; films on the other hand had plenty of young professors. That was just something she'd learnt over the years.
... he had just asked her for her name. Now that just stung just a little; in Juniper's head, everyone should know who she was. She worked damn hard enough! She had her face on advertising all over the place, people were lucky if she worked with them. She just had to remain calm ... snapping at people wouldn't be good and would probably come back to bite her in the ass.
"Nice to meet you Quinn, I'm Juniper!" the purple haired girl chirped back with a smile. Now if he didn't still know who she was ... well she didn't know.
[ brat attack from juni, sorry quinn! :c ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2013 12:23:34 GMT
"huh. alright then." although a little doubtful, a little concerned. not that he should have been. what she did on her own time was her problem. or lackthereof. whichever.
quinn weighed her words in his head, but didn't say anything about it further. he couldn't understand why she needed to wait for somebody to come pick her up if she could just leave, but who was he to pry? though it did little to build her identity in his head, or at least give him an answer to how he felt that, by her sitting in front of him, he was completely off the mark somewhere, even if he was being polite and indulging her in conversation.
the only thing he'd managed to gather was that she seemed like an alright person, especially for somebody who probably wanted to be somewhere else right now.
he smiled back at what felt like a warm introduction.
"oh? juniper." funny, he thought to himself, that didn't seem like a common name at all (well, then again, he only knew so many people so any name would hardly seem common).
"i thought you looked familiar, but just couldn't remember." he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck with a hand, a sheeping smile tugging at his lips. "it's a very pretty name though. first person i've met with it!"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 22:46:37 GMT
LONELY HEARTS CLUB, DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH SOMEBODY LIKE ME
| "I was just curious, no offence but I just kind of assumed that all University professors were fifty or something. Part of the job requirement." she replied with a smile, drumming her fingers down on the desk slightly.
"Oh my about lesson? I'll sort it, sure some arrangement could be made" she continued, waving a hand. She had more important things to worry about then some dumb lesson. She hadn't stepped foot in a school since she was ... six maybe? Though saying that, a lack of interaction with people because of her homeschooling might be one of the reasons she didn't get along with people all that well. Didn't mean she was exactly in a rush to go to one again.
"Really, you recognized me?" Juniper replied, seemingly shocked at the revelation. Ha, hardly. You'd have to have lived under a rock not to hear about her, in fact she was pretty sure she was on a Billboard outside. She couldn't deny she didn't mind seeing her face around the place ... being a vain creature after all.
"It's a type of tree ... I think my parents were looking for something a bit out there, you know?" Juniper shrugged. It wasn't even a pretty tree in her opinion but the name was original, meant she didn't even have to come up with a stage name. "I've never met a Quinn before though! First time for names today, huh?"
[ really? |D hope this is okay! ]
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