Holby City High School
A/N
So this is a Zax fic based around an OTP prompt on Tumblr, sort of! So basically all of the Casualty and some Holby characters are teachers in a school.
So, here are some of the characters and the subject they teach:
Zoe-English, she's also the Headteacher.
Connie-English, Head of English Dept
Robyn-Health and Social Care
Max-D&T and Music
Lofty-Maths
Lily-Science
Ethan-Science
Jac-English
Rita-Maths, also head of the Maths Dept
Tess-RE
Zosia-English
Mo-RE
Jonny-D&T
Mary Claire-Health and Social Care
Harry-English
Arthur-Maths and Science
Pairings:
Eventual Zax, and Janny is canon.
Reviews welcome (and needed, I'd like to hear your thoughts on this as I'm not too sure about it!),
Laura xxx
It was the 5th of September , the start of a new school year. Miss Zoe Hanna, the Headteacher at Holby City High school, was in her office. she was writing the weekly Head's letter, inspiration failed to strike her though, so she decided to leave it.
She made her way out into the corridor. Pupils nodded to her every once in a while, the odd year 7 staring at her, terrified. Zoe suppressed the urge not to laugh. Bless them, they were so scared of her and the rest of the staff, but sometimes the staff were more scared of them!
"Er, Miss?"
"Yeah?" Zoe turned round with a smile, assuming that the speaker was a student. Instead, she was stunned to discover that it was a young, rather attractive man wearing a suit.
"I'm the new design and technology teacher, Max Walker. I don't suppose you know where the head teacher is?"
"I am the head teacher." Zoe answered.
"Oh" Max looked rather embarrassed.
Zoe smiled and put her hand out for him to shake. He shook her hand.
"I'm a bit lost" Max explained.
"Which classroom are you trying to find?" Zoe asked warmly.
"Er, A2? I've been told it's around here somewhere"
"Yeah it is, but you have to go down the teacher's corridor to get to it. I'll show you the way." His colleague smiled, and walked off, indicating for him to follow.
Zoe led Max to his classroom. "Here you are" she said.
"This is nice" Max decided.
"It is. Now, some of the older pupils will be a bit, well funny with you at first. You see, the old D&T teacher, Jeff, died some months ago, a few of the kids haven't got over it yet." Zoe informed him.
"Okay, I'll bear that in mind." He replied as a bell went.
"That's my signal to go to the hall and give the year 7s a talk. Your form, 7F, will be on the yard, with everyone else. This morning will be sorting timetables, filling in homework diaries, etc and the lessons will start this afternoon." Zoe said.
"Okay Miss Hanna, see you. What time do you clock off?" Max asked.
"Is it any of your business?" Zoe winked.
"Want to go for a drink sometime?"
"Okay" Zoe conceded, then left.
She made her way down to the hall. A tall ginger woman almost bumped into her. "Careful, Miss Naylor!" Zoe warned.
Jac looked rather embarrassed. "Sorry, Zoe. I gave my year 10 group a project to do over the holidays, I'm trying to find their new form room so I can see how many have actually completed it." she said.
"Not many, I'm guessing! Don't go too hard on them, they're in year 11 now and will have enough talks about how their GCSEs are coming without you stressing them out as well." replied Zoe. Jac nodded and hurried off.