"Aw, I don't like this stupid thing!" Migoto complains.
Nanako and Isha turn around to Migoto's direction to see the problem. Migoto is a beautiful woman, and, from the looks of it, Assistant Principal Kaeru was definitely right in hiding Migoto's physique and charm. She had wavy hair that she dyed a dark red with brown mixed in it, light brown eyes that could calm an angry storm, fair and flawless skin, and plump lips covered with pink gloss. Since she had to leave her suit in the locker room, she was clad in lacy bra and panties that held her curved frame.
Not sure who her parents are, but they certainly raised the right jail bait, Ishka thought. Not as much as this Sawada girl, though. Well, maybe she's not THAT fuller figured, but she can bring a force.
Ishka looked over her shoulder and watched Nanako take unbutton her blouse. It was like watching a teacher-student porn without the student and twice the amount of teacher - not including herself since she's a nurse. Once she finished observing the girls, she turned to the pink prima Donna, Migoto, who held her jumpsuit up and scrunched her nose at the awful red jersey suit.
"It looks terrible and it's baggy!" Migoto pouts. "Couldn't they have a cute pink one?"
"You know better than that, Migoto-san!" Isha throws out. "Mr. Kaeru gave us the colors based on Hallway and Floor order, remember?"
"All right, ladies! Listen up and listen well!" Kaeru demands. "Amaha Migoto-san, you are class 1-B's Algebra II and Calculus teacher on the first floor in hallway 3 and should wear a red jumpsuit."
"Um, yes sir," Migoto answers, saluting the militant Asst. P. Kaeru.
"Hanamori Isha-san, you are to report to the Nurse's Office on the second floor in hallway 2. Due to you being a doctor, you have no choice but to wear medical attire, which includes the normal green pants with any top and a white jacket, and a pair of running shoes. You can wear a pair of Crocs if you wish," Kaeru informs, adjusting his safety helmet.
"Gotcha, A.P. Kaeru," Isha answers, saluting him.
"And, Sawada Nanako-san," Kaeru calls, "you are Class 4-C's Strategies for Success teacher on the fourth floor in hallway 1 and should wear a dark blue jumpsuit."
"Understood, Assistant Principal Kaeru," Nanako nods, smiling. "Wish us luck."
"Um," Kaeru blushes, adjusting his glasses.
"You're just saying that to show off! At least you get to wear any top you want and baby green pants. Why didn't I go to school to be a doctor?" Migoto asks herself, pulling her pants on.
Nanako takes the opportunity to pinch Migoto's thigh. Migoto jumps with a squeal, placing her hands over the area where she was pinched.
"My mother used to do that to me when I put my school skirts on. Said it meant I was trying to be sexy when it wasn't needed," Nanako said, putting a large white shirt on over her black miniskirt. "A little family history from your neighborhood-friendly teacher."
"Watch it, Nanako-san. She might get revenge," Isha suggests, putting a yellow shirt on.
"Ah, that's true," Nanako says, taking off her black skirt and pulling her blue pants on.
"Well, I'm all set to go," Isha says. "You girls almost through?"
"I'm ready as I'll ever be," Migoto declares, sighing.
Nanako puts on her blue jacket then pulls out three blue hair needles. Isha and Migoto watch Nanako as she swiftly twirls the needles to hold her hair in a bun. Complete with this hairstyle, she wipes her make-up off, takes her eye contacts and earrings out, and places her thin eyeglasses on. The girls are shocked at how different and dorky Nanako looks now as opposed to how elegant and cool she looked a couple of minutes ago. She knew how to fool people!
"I believe I am ready now. Shall we leave?" Nanako asks, smirking.
"Uh-huh," Isha and Migoto answer.
The three women walk outside of the locker room and meet up with Assistant Principal Kaeru and some of campus security. The men turn to look at the women walking towards them, and one of the security guards takes a liking to Nanako's appearance. Once Kaeru sees the women dressed properly, he begins speaking to them though mostly to go over safety procedures.
"Due to some group assaults, it's best to walk the halls in pairs or threes depending on where you are. I hope you all were paying attention to the safety procedures and good luck."
Kaeru leads his group of campus security down Hallway 4 in a strange manner; the men were walking rather stiffly and open-legged. The three women walk down the large hallway to find Hallway 3 and Migoto's new class, but while they are walking Migoto to class they have a brief conversation.
"It's so not fair! I hate having to wear this jumpsuit! So not my style!" Migoto complains.
"You're wearing that jumpsuit for your protection not fashion! Do you know what kind of horrible things might happen if you get the badass class?" Isha reminds.
"I know, I know, but there's not a shade of pink on this suit! It's criminal!" Migoto pouts.
"I think Migoto has a rather interesting argument," Nanako says.
"What!" Isha questions in disbelief.
"Really, Nanako-san?" Migoto asks, clasping her hands together.
"Why should she be confined to such repulsive tastes when she can show her pride through different choices of fashion? I think the boys would respect her carefree attitude and show more appreciation for her character rather than treat her as if she were an etiquette teacher. That makes learning dull and kind of whack."
"Kind of whack?" Migoto repeats, confused by Nanako's terminology.
"I'm sorry, I meant uninteresting," Nanako corrects, shuffling around for the right words.
"Ah, so then you do understand what I mean," Migoto says, taking Nanako's hands in her own. "Let's ask the students if they prefer what we're wearing now or what we would like to wear as soon as we get to learn about them more. That would be perfect bonding time, right?"
"In a peculiar way, it would be rather amusing. It was once said that 'one's preferences reflects one's character.'" Nanako encourages, smiling.
"But Nanako, what about Kaeru? He's bound to disapprove," Isha reminds.
"Yes, you are right. He will find it inappropriate, but I'm sure we can do this without him knowing," Nanako says. "After all, he seems to be afraid of the students more than concerned about our safety."
"Afraid of the students?" Isha asks, following Nanako as she leads the way.
"Well, Migoto, I believe this is where we part ways," Nanako says.
"Hm?" Migoto questions, looking at the room number. "Aw, I wanted to see where you guys were going to be!"
"We all have to report to the teacher's lounge after first period," Isha says, "so we'll meet again."
"Okay..." Migoto pouts.
"When classes are over, we'll walk around the school together if you're not too busy. During that time, we'll find each other's rooms," Nanako says, smiling.
"Right!" Migoto cheerfully declares. "I'll see you guys after first period! Wish me luck!"
"Take it easy, Migoto-san!" Isha waves.
Migoto nods, laughing. She enters the empty room and begins to set everything up for class. Nanako and Isha walk out of Hallway 3 and up the stairwell to floor 2. They search for Hallway 2 to find the nurse's office for Isha.
"Hey, Nanako-san?" Isha calls.
"Yes, Isha-san."
"Is it okay if I tell you a secret?"
"Depends on the secret."
Isha growled in discouragement and thought angrily, How is that answering the question? I can't tell if you wanna know or not when you say that! Such a troublesome woman…
"Is it about Class 4-C?" Nanako asked, looking oddly cheerful and professional.
Isha didn't know how to continue as she stuttered ridiculously for a moment before responding, "Honestly, it's about the students in Class 4-C."
"Oh, is it something mysterious?"
"Actually, it's kind of...suspicious? I heard Omoshiroi and Kaeru talking about how most of them are delinquents and rebels against law and order. You know, stuff you see on TV."
"It's fine with me. I actually made a prediction when Assistant Principal Kaeru was arguing with Principal Omoshiroi about my new class."
"A prediction? What sort of prediction are we talking?"
"Oh, I figured none of them would be in class at all, and I also predicted that none of them will listen to me. In addition, I think at least one person is going to want to fight me."
"You predicted all of that and didn't tell anyone?" Isha questioned, hair being to ruffle in strands out of shock. "How can you be so careless?"
"My mother was a teacher of the same kind of people, so I just took a wild guess and assumed that's the same kind of people I'll be dealing with. I don't mind either," Nanako comments, turning to smile confidently. "That just inspires me to use any tactic necessary to do what I have to do."
By any means necessary, huh? Interesting motive for a teacher. Isha thought. Working here just might be fun with Nanako-san and Migoto-san. They're both such lively, determined characters.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later. Hope you have a productive day, Isha-san," Nanako says, smiling.
"Good luck to you, too, Nanako-san. You be careful, okay?" Isha says, concerned.
"I will!" Nanako reassures, waving.
Nanako walks to the elevator next to the Nurse's Office. She taps the "up" button with her knuckle, waits for two seconds, and then enters the elevator. Inside, she taps the "4" button with her knuckle then leans on the wall facing the doors as she is brought up two floors. She takes a deep breath, hears the elevator doors open, and then quickly opens her eyes with a fierce look on her face.
I came here for a purpose and I am going to see to it that that purpose will not go in vain. Nanako thought, fierce determination riddling her face. No snot-nosed, wannabe punk is going to stop me from doing what I came to do.
Stepping out of the elevator, Nanako walks out of Hallway 2 on the fourth floor and straight to Hallway 1 next door. She reaches her new classroom, hearing no signs of life on the other side as she focuses her hearing. She opens the door and is greeted with...trash and silence.
Her classroom is very unique compared to the others: The room has stairs leading to the class. However, the stairs can't mask the writings, graffiti, paper, food, and insects along the floor. She hasn't made it up the stairs yet to see the rest. The trash on the stairs was just the beginning. Nanako crept up the stairs to see even more useless junk and crap all over the floors, walls, and the damn ceiling. Even the windows had stuff on it! Yet out of all the trash she was disgusted by, she found three distinct pieces of paper hanging along a string. They were letters. Nanako walked closer to the first letter then looked at the rest and read the following:
Yo, Professor Frog and Co.
Us, badass kids went out for a 's bein held for 2 days, so don't expect us to come back until then you'll be able to find a teacher with some balls to face us!Or teach us!
~~~Leaders of Class 4-C
What up, Giant Fly Eyes!
Class 3-A are on a road back on Thursday.
Zup, AP Frogman
We're taking an early Fall , you don't miss us too us know when you get a hawt teacher with a tight ass and sexy like Friday or Monday don't talk to us!
~~~Class 2-D
"Aw, I think I lost a whole class without my miniskirt. Good, I'll have some time to clean this shit up then. Too bad, though. That's going to be a lot of absences," Nanako whispers to herself. Nanako walks to the overhead speaker and pages the janitorial area. "Excuse me?"
"Yes."
"Can I get some cleaning supplies for Class 4-C, please? You can tell the janitors to leave the supplies by the door. I'll handle it."
"Certainly, ma'am."
"Thank you. I promise to treat you to something for being so helpful."
"Helpful with what?" the voice giggles.
"For helping me start cleaning this hellhole."
Twenty minutes later, a knock on the door is heard in Class 4-C. Nanako walks down the stairs then opens the door to see all the cleaning supplies she'll need to clean up a floor. She walked over to the paging system again, and pushed the button to contact the Art Department.
"Excuse me?"
"Yes."
"Hi, I'm Sawada Nanako. I'm the new teacher here. Do you mind if I borrow some white paint and paint rollers?"
"Oh, of course. You have such a little, sweet voice. What class are you painting in?"
"I'm sort of painting the class. I'm in Class 4-C. I decided to use the absences in class to reorganize everything. I'm not sure how useful that might be."
"We'll get you some help down there immediately, Ms. Sawada! Don't you worry!"
"Um...okay?" the voice on the other end of the pager clicks off. "What am I going to do with help when no one's here to cause trouble?"
Nanako finishes moving the desks out of her classroom after 25 minutes of getting the cleaning supplies up the stairs, grabbing some lunch for later, and running home to bring her work clothes back and get her favorite incense kit to freshen the room. A lot of running in 25 minutes, a lot of moving 27 desks in ten minutes, and a lot cleaning supplies to move in two minutes. She didn't even bother explaining the rush to and fro, she just said she'd tell everyone later when school was over.
