Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)
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				Title: <strong>Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nintendo0031</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 04:12:49</strong>
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				Rave was walking down the hallway of his new college, going to the third day of his freshman English class. He had seemed to like his professor; she was a very great teacher, but he was having trouble staying focused in class. Being that English wasn't his favorite subject, his mind wandered, but his professor's beauty helped to entice him. He found the room, smiling as he looked down the large room to see her at her podium. He walked down the stairs to his seat, sitting and saying, "Good afternoon, professor. How are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 04:29:44</strong>
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				Her notes lined the podium, little keywords to help her remember things she might forget.&nbsp; Which was sometimes likely, considering her class.&nbsp; Many of the students liked to ask questions they thought she wouldn't know the answer to, considering her recent status as a student teacher among them.&nbsp; Elizabeth June Carrow had become a professor of English 001 almost directly after her graduation from college.&nbsp; She had enjoyed the class immensely when she had been a freshman and had quickly agreed to the position when the former English Professor had stepped down from the position.&nbsp; Mr. Streeter had been a good teacher, also the Professor for the Shakespeare class down the hall.&nbsp; Sadly, she was not experienced enough to take over a second level English course.<br><br>She retrieved her bottle of water from the table next her, unscrewing the cap with a deft twist.&nbsp; Smoothing down the dark green button up blouse over her chest and stomach, her eyes flickered over her notes again. Lifting the clear bottle to her lips, she lifted her eyes just in time to watch one of her students make his way down the stairs to his seat.&nbsp; He always had a habit of showing up early, and Elizabeth was certain that his earliness had nothing to do with her class.&nbsp; Her lips curved slightly, her tongue flicking across them to taste the raspberry lip gloss she'd applied earlier in the hour.&nbsp; <strong>"Good afternoon, Rave.&nbsp; I am doing remarkably well.&nbsp; Yourself?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked, making small talk and she returned her water bottle to table.&nbsp; Gathering up her notes, she stepped out from behind the podium towards her desk.&nbsp; Her lower half was revealed, the black jeans hugged her thighs and legs, and the flat boot style shoes hugged her feet and ankles trimly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nintendo0031</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 05:01:01</strong>
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				Rave watched her movements, seeing her drink from her water bottle and loving the way the blouse and dark, tight jeans fit her body when she stepped out from behind her stand. "I'm great. Just still getting used to the college routine." He replied with a small sigh, leaning back into his seat and looking up at the ceiling. It was true, the last few days had been killer on him, but this class had been his refuge, at least this far. "Thanks for not giving us a nosedive into a lot of work yet, Professor Carrow." He said softly, tilting his head back down to look at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 06:07:54</strong>
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				Laying the perfectly arranged and numbered notes on top of her desk, she turned around, leaning the curve of her hip on the edge of the heavy, dark stained desk.&nbsp; <strong>"I still remember being in college.&nbsp; It was like nothing I had been prepared for straight out of high school.&nbsp; I'd always enjoyed school, but college was a whole other story- and it wasn't pretty.&nbsp; Besides, you'll get use to it.&nbsp; The staying up late drinking with your friends, and going to sleep late... Dozing in my class,"</strong> She teased just a little bit, her green eyes sparkling over the edge of her black framed glasses that perched on her slender nose.&nbsp; Rave was just a student, but then, she liked giving her students a hard time.&nbsp; She was considered one of them- though they would be poorly, poorly mistaken when they got further in the class schedule.&nbsp; She had a take no prisoners attitude about homework, and planned to hound them until they realized this was no play date with their friends.&nbsp; She wasn't their mommy and she wasn't going to let them slide by with an easy 'A' for the semester.<br><br><strong>"I figured I'd let everyone get use to the new school year before I spring any pop quizzes on you,"</strong> Elizabeth said with a wink, pushing away from the desk with practiced ease.&nbsp; She opened her lap top, clicking open the powerpoint for the day.&nbsp; The projector hummed to a start as she clicked the button on the remote, the slide welcoming her students to class coming to life on the huge wall behind her desk.&nbsp; She loved teaching, and today would be no exception.&nbsp; The real work would start soon, much to her students' dislike and probably complaining.&nbsp; She smiled, more to herself than anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher, You're Being So Rough (Nintendo and Golden)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>nintendo0031</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 13:31:03</strong>
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				Rave glanced over the notes she placed, seeing just small black lines from his distance. He smiled as she recounted her memories, thinking about how he had been expecting the parties and such would be fun, but how he had to put class first. "I'm not one to sleep in class, professor." He said softly, telling her of his eagerness to learn. He had never once fallen asleep in highschool, or any of his previous schooling, expecting college to be much the same. He reached down into his bag as she explained the lack of pop quizzes until later in the year, pulling out his notebook and a pencil. Smiling, he said, "Thanks, that's really nice. You understand more than the other professors." 
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