Photography I Class ((Open))

[quinn21]

Kathleen was excited to teach her first class in photography, eager to get it started as she then dressed in a casual outfit, didn't want to seem to professional but with an air of laid back. In her Converse sneakers as she had her teaching supplies there a week before the school would start she was handling chemicals. Seeing how busy it was and she saying hello to the students as she had to go up a few fights of stairs to get to her classroom.

Walking up to her classroom she unlocked it and opened it up as it was a basic classroom. Having cleaned it up a head of time, as she was putting the camera's on the table for each student and gave the supplies that they needed as she was then put the pictures up to show everyone that they would be able to do this. Not knowing that the control class was down the from her class. She would make this class fun for her students just as her teacher made it for her when she decided to take it and found a passion for it.

They would start slow and she was even planning some field trips around campus. Maybe even off campus if it was allowed, making a point to talk to her neighbors. Though she wasn't good with talking with people around her age it made her feel embarrassed. Strange thing with the students she didn't feel nervous at all, being able to relate to what they are going through.

When she was finally done she stood at her desk ready to go and was waiting for her students to come in.

[shia]

Shia was eager for this class, more than the rest. Sure, she had been excited about math. And yeah, she had thoroughly appreciated her English course, and there was just something about History that made her far to eager to learn. But when compared to photography? All the rest were meaningless. She had a true passion for photography.

Now, to be perfectly honest she didn't think she needed to take an intro course, as she had been taking pictures and developing them herself since she was very young. But she was going to follow standard protocol. Take the first class first, then the next. No skipping. After all, she had several years to go all through the program. And what if the instructor had tips for her that she had not thought of previously? This was a chance to see if she had missed anything in her previous research.

She paused in the doorway, peeking in to make sure she was in the right place before leaning back and looking to either side of her in the hall before stepping into the classroom. She paused again, looking to the Instructor before turning to the desks with cameras on them. Oh, so she would not need her own? She rested a hand on her bag in which she kept all her equipment. Well, that would mean carrying fewer supplies then, hmm?

She looked back to the instructor and raised her hand in greeting before looking to the floor in front of her and hurrying to the first desk she came to, sliding her bag off her shoulder and setting it on the floor next to her as she sat. She looked up to the door again, waiting. She wasn't going to be the only student here, was she? Hopefully not. After all, what was a class if it was only composed of one student and a teacher?

[Jacquelyn King]

Jackie pushed through the crowds of students in the hall, bulldozing anyone who blocked her path to her next class. Several students would glare at the new girl and mutter snide comments. Soon enough they’d learn and there would be an end to that. Maybe she’d find the group of girls that whispered about her while scowling in her direction and teach them a little lesson, maybe it’d count towards extra credit. It wasn’t long before the teen found her class and she let out a frustrated sigh as she entered through the door. After finishing summer school for remedial purposes about a month ago, Jackie thought she would be done with education for good.

The stoic young woman tossed her backpack on the ground next to a seat in the back of the classroom. Surprisingly the class didn’t have many students, which usually meant that the teacher would likely force her to move to a seat towards the front. Good luck with that. When the teacher came in she watched her closely, trying to determine whether she would hate the lady or if she would be tolerable. The class itself didn’t seem like such a bad idea when she registered for it. Jackie was sick of math and English and tried to fill up her schedule with as many electives as the school would allowed. But in doing so, she would be required to take a tougher course load in the following semester.

Jackie just then noticed the camera and supplies perched at the edge of her desk. She wasn’t really big on taking pictures, especially not of herself or other people. But she might enjoy taking pictures of other things, though, at the moment, she couldn’t think of what. Without even asking the teacher, she turned the camera on and began to mess around with the buttons, figuring out how to work the device. These cameras weren’t like any she’d handled before, they were so large and looked incredibly expensive.