Chapter two! My very first chapter two ever! It's a miracle! Okay it's not a miracle but it will be if I up-load it correctly.
Disclaimer- Same as the last chapter. Why would it have changed?
Athrun's second hour
After getting rid of some coordinator, natural differences in the last hour he was glad to see that his second hour was totally different. These kids all liked each other so they didn't have any problems.
One kid did sit off by himself. He was wearing all black and had on eye-liner. "What's your name?" Athrun asked him. "Numfer." Was the short reply he received. "Numfer, why aren't you sitting with the rest of the kids?" he asked.
"And why would I want to do that?" He answered rudely. "Because they are your classmates and you should be with them, participate with them." Numfer just rolled his eyes and sat down closer to the rest of the kids. He didn't speak a word the rest of the class time.
Athrun explained what they would be doing for the rest of the year, memoirs, poetry, book reports, and even movies every now and then. The 7th graders were thrilled. They had never thought as a movie as language arts before.
He passed out a paper with the class rules and supplies that they would need later on. The rule sheet was to be signed and returned back to him in the next week. Next he passed out free home work passes, two each.
"This week will pretty much be a free week. Next week how ever you will start on your reading logs. You must have read 5 days a week and each time for 30 minuets. If you want you can add up a day when you read 2 hours to count like you read 4 days. The sheets will be passed out next Monday and will be due every Wednesday. A parent or legal guardian signature is mandatory." He explained.
Some of the girls were giggling about how there teacher looked king of cute. The class was full of energetic kids and everyone was talking at once, except for Numfer. As they played the name game he watched and scoffed.
Kira's second hour
Kira's second hour was a lot less interested in war. They were more interested in seeing if they could get into the inappropriate web sites. They all got pissed off when they had been web-sensed.
Kira couldn't help but laugh as one student challenged another for a "duel". It was a stupid computer game based on a television show. He watched as the two girls played as there favorite Inuyasha character and battle it out.
He watched the kids play games and take quizzes as he planed what they would do tomorrow. He figured that he would start with a name game Athrun had mentioned then starting the kids up on the typing programs.
As he got bored he started to play one of the trivia games on the computer that projected for the whole class to see. Some kids were trying to help him think of answers. Others were amazed by how fast he could type in the answers.
Finally one answer had all of the participating children stumped. "Who is Inuyasha's older brother?" the girls who had been playing the game with each other immediately started to pay attention as there favorite TV character's name was mentioned.
"It's Sesshoumaru!" they both said in unison. "Thanks girls. I would have never guessed." Both girls giggled a bit and returned to playing there game. Kira guessed that he had done something right. Maybe all was needed to be a teacher was to be a friend and a learner.
He liked this class. All the kids were smiling and laughing. It wasn't like this was what it would be like every day but he enjoyed what he saw. It was all about how happy they were, and how much he taught them.
Kira was a computer genius! He knew everything about computers that any normal person would know plus a million other things. He just hoped that he would be able to pass on that knowledge to these kids, but it was only second hour on the first day of school, he had plenty of time.
Lacus's second hour
Lacus quickly headed to the art room. She was a little bit behind because one of her first hour students had a problem with her instrument. All her kids were in seats chatting with each other.
"Hello!" she said stepping into the front of the room. Her Haro following her by saying, "Haro! Hello! Haro!" the kids were amazed by the little pink robot. "I'm Mescaline and this is Mr. Pink."
One girl raised her hand. "What is Mr. Pink?" Lacus laughed. "He is a Haro. Mr. Zala made him for me." A boy spat at the teachers name. "That wimp? He's a coordinator; coordinators can't make anything this cool!"
Half the class gave the boy dirty looks. "Oh my," the teacher said. "It looks like we have a problem here. No matter what your teacher is you must show them respect. We did not fight a war 2 years ago so people can hate each other because of the way they were born."
Each one of you must treat your teachers with respect. If I hear anyone saying anything disrespectful about anyone because they are a natural or coordinator I will send you to the detention room."
The woman didn't raise her voice but got the point across. "The whole damn school is filled with them!" the boy mumbled to himself. But lacus acted as if she hadn't heard him. She just kept on smiling and asked for everyone's names.
When it came to that one boy he didn't answer at first. "Jack Robunly." He said after awhile. Lacus smiled. She had remembered meeting another Robunly before, a kind woman trying to be a single mom and a full time author.
"Is your mother named Limi?" she asked him. The boy shook his head. "That's my sister's name, how do you know her?" He asked skeptically. "I met her awhile back. She was a very kind woman." Jack didn't say anything else.
After hearing everyone else's name she started to discuss what they would be doing for her 10 week class. "We will be using paint, clay, oil pastels, and lots of other fun tools. For the first project you will be learning how o shade, so each of you will choose an object, draw it to the best of your ability, and then shade it."
A boy sitting with Jack raised his hand. "Yes?" she asked. "We can choose whatever we want? So I could choose to draw one of the girls?" lacus thought for a second. "I don't see why not." The boy grinned. "Okay, I want to draw Lira, butt naked."
The other boys laughed and the girl had been talking about blushed. Lacus frowned. "Excuse me?" she asked. "What did you just say?" she looked liked murder as she closed in on the boy. He gulped.
"I… I said that I want to… to draw her naked." He stuttered. Everyone watched the normally nice teacher dragged him out of the room. A few minutes later only the triumphant pink haired "diva" returned.
She was still not smiling but sighed a bit. "I'm sorry everyone. But Rob just went too far." No one spoke. Lira looked embarrassed beyond belief. After class Jack went up to Lacus. "Thanks, Lira is my girlfriend." Before she could answer he was out of the room.
Dearka and Mirilla's second hour
There class was made up mostly of pumped up boys and girls who could care less. There was only one boy who didn't want to be in this class and one girl who wanted to be. Dearka didn't know what the big deal was, wasn't gym supposed to be the fun class?
"Hey everyone, I'm Mirilla and this id Dearka." "We are probably the only teachers in this school that will let you call us by our first name so don't go up to Mr. Yamato and call him Kira. You'll never know what he'd do to you." Some kids laughed.
"This is only a 10 week class but if you like it then next year it will be a full semester class." Dearka said. "We will be playing soccer, basket ball, football, hockey, volleyball, hand ball, and maybe even some doge ball" Mirilla said.
"Do we have to participate?" one of the girls asked. "Of course you do. This is just like any other class. You just don't ask your social studies if you have to do the assignment. If you do you might end up getting detention."
Mirilla passed out a paper to each kid. "These are the rules of the gym. No eating or drinking allowed. No gum chewing allowed. You have to change into gym cloth every day." Dearka gave the boys a thumb up at the mention of the locker rooms.
"The boys and girls have separate locker rooms of course." Mirilla added making some of the boys and her co-teacher slump a bit. "These need to be signed and returned tomorrow" they brought out a bucket of basket balls.
"You guys can play around with these for today. On Monday you will be expected to have your gym cloth and we will start basket ball." They boys all grabbed a ball and started to play and the girls just stood around and talked with each other.
Mirilla saw the boys playing ball and started to tear up. She ran back to her office, Dearka following her. He caught the door before she could lock it. "What's wrong?" he asked noticing how she was trying hard to hold back the tears.
"It's nothing!" she said. "Please, could you go and watch the class alone for awhile?" "Sure, just tell me what's going on?" "Tolle." She answered in one word bursting into tears and shoving Dearka out of the room.
He didn't look so happy when he got back to the kids who were watching his every move. "What?" he asked trying to be clueless. "What is wrong with Mirilla?" one of the girls asked. "Nothing, she just ate something that didn't agree with her. Go, play."
He sat down on a chair and just watched the kids. How could she still be so attached to Tolle? He had died almost 3 years ago. Basket ball was how the two had met. Mirilla wanted to play against the boys and Tolle was the only one who would let her play with them. She had loved him so much.
Dearka was saddened that she still hadn't let him go. He loved her now, but it's not like she knew that. If she had known that then she would have never agreed to work with him. He didn't want to see her suffer and not be able to kill the little freak who did this to her, but then again if he was alive she wouldn't be suffering.
At the end of class she finally decided to come out of her office looking much better. Dearka tried to avoid eye contact with her. She had hurt him just by saying one name and he didn't want her to know.
He was pilot of the Buster; he couldn't let her see his pain. It was a simple rule of war, if you're hurt never how the one who hurt you the depth of your wound. It could hurt you even more. He watched her watch the kids leave the gym.
Did you like it? I got some good reviews from the first chapter and I hope this one is good too. I can't wait to watch Gundam Seed tonight! What can I say? I'm obsessive, but hey who isn't? –smile-
