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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 29, 2013 20:56:33 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
The administration was already making him attend ridiculous therapy sessions to discuss his messed up life with an equally messed up therapist, but now, they'd apparently decided he wasn't doing as well in his classes as he should be. He was sick of Silas controlling his life, it was like some kind of prison for freak shows. He sneered at a freshmen girl. She went white and stumbled as she tried to run away from him. These pipsqueaks were all the same, most of them insignificant and terrified of him just because of his reputation. Rightly earned reputation, but still, they were pathetic.
He stalked into the building that housed the history classes. History. One of the most boring subjects known to mankind, super powered or otherwise. He'd rather skip or sleep through a history class than listen to one of the lectures. Then again, the last history class he'd actually semi paid attention to was the one he had with Alex, where he'd both publicly humiliated her and then watched her storm out. He smiled slightly at the memory and then frowned. It was getting a little to easy to think of Alex in a nice way. She was the goody two shoes princess that never did anything wrong. Little Miss Perfect. He repeated the name silently to himself. It was easier to think of her that way, and not remember any of the other ridiculous…. Not feelings, he didn't have feelings for anyone.
Pulling out the slip of paper that the office had given him, he stared down at the room number. 312. He stared up at the door that read 312 just above it. Two hours of this torture, or he could just skip. No, he couldn't afford to skip anymore. He couldn't fail out of Silas… He had no where else to go. Two hours with some nerdy chick who had only ever seen an A on a report card, which probably came with a charming set of braces and glasses. Perfect. He threw open the door and walked in with a smirk. "So darlin', you just gonna go ahead and do my homework, or are you planning to actually teach me something?"
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Post by Yumi Zuko on Mar 29, 2013 21:41:45 GMT -5
It was torture already for Yumi to have to go to school with people that are far less smart then her and now have to tutor another person is just plain death of boredom to her. She was mad, it was easy for her to tutor people but sometime she wonder what runs through people’s heads when they can’t speak a language less than a hour. But then the thought of her massive knowledge and her ability always reminds especially when she get the once in a while seizures.
She then thought about something that make things easier to tutor .She fixed the shoulder of her tank top making she most of her scars on her back were useable. What a bad choice for her since she wanted to cover her scars and to forget her past. But alas she couldn’t forget anything and that was one of the down sides of her gift. She sighed and finished tying the laces of her roller blades as she stood up and begun roller blading out of her dorm.
Yumi checked the time on her watch as she bladed down the halls passing by some student that gocked for a long moment as she passed them. Seeing the time she new she would be late to be early so she fastened her pace. She stopped in the science lab did a lap around the room and grabbed her neutralization Taser that the union of veterinarians gave her for finding the cure for a deadly animal diseases. She didn’t feel much for animal but did have a soft spot for kittens so that’s why she did it.
Yumi roller bladed her way to history building and entered the classroom shutting the door behind her.She put down the Taser that only just gave a calm jolt to a human but put a dog to sleep. As she sat down in the teacher’s desk in front of room. He slim finger switching from left and right as she entered endless streams of codes, getting past fire walls, And code locked files. Until she got what she wanted on the screen: The name Michel Seth Turner. She scrolled up and down his almost yard length permanent records. Most were bad things but all she wanted to was get a idea on who she was tutoring. She thought about his files for a moment as she fixed a ruffle on her skirt. Her eyes then met who she was tutoring as he came through the doorway and spoke. She heard what he said and didn’t like is tone “First of I’m not you darling and second yes im here to teach you, now please sit down “She did a quick point at a chair close to the teacher’s desk that she was sitting behind. “Now please tell me you brought you textbook”
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 29, 2013 22:01:24 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
Not bad. His smirk widened into a grin as he looked his tutor up and down, before returning his gaze to her eyes. He couldn't help but laugh at the disapproving look in her eyes. Obviously, she didn't take kindly to people like him. Of course, even though she might be hot as all get out, she was still the prissy teacher's pet that could figure anything out, even him. She pointed at the chair she wanted him to sit in and he raised an eyebrow. It wasn't worth the fight. He strolled over to the seat and plopped down, leaning back and watching her as she fixed her gaze on him.
"I'm guessing saying no to that question wouldn't win me any points in your book, so…" He reached down under the teacher's desk and pulled out the textbook and then promptly tossed the book onto the desk and watched it land with a resounding thud in front of her. He'd put it under there before walking out of the class last time he'd been in the room. He didn't have the patience to keep up with his textbooks, they always got in the way and ended up getting torched. Literally. His last english book ended up starting a toasty little fire.
He settled back in his chair. "Now, Miss Teach, what are we learning today?" He grinned and then leaned forward, "I sure hope it's a little bit more about you. I don't believe I've ever seen you around Silas before. You just transfer or something?"
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Post by Yumi Zuko on Mar 29, 2013 22:37:20 GMT -5
Her eyes reverted back to the computer as she listened to him speak.”You know what let’s get this ready and out there, I’m here to tutor you until your grade’s in history get better, and if they don’t that will just mean more visits with me….and I’m sure you have better things to do with you time.” Her lips pierced together as she read his missing and assignments and decided to start with the most recent one: The Vietnam War.
“Ok how about we do this you answer a question I’ll ask from your textbook, if you get it wrong you tell me something about yourself ,and if you get it right then I’ll tell you something about myself…ok” She grabbed his textbook from off the table and she quickly shut off the computer and looked at him then in the book flipping through the pages until she reached the right one.
(Ok why did the Vietnam War start){She said in Japanese and then she repeated in English}She tapped her foot under the desk as she waited for a answer. Her hands tapping on the desk in a rhythmic motion as she got a good tempo. But she then stopped to let Seth think and she just sort of looked at him and noticed that he was sort of cute and taller than her. It made her giggle to under her breath in her chair. She then started moving her feet more and she accidently slid down in her seat as she had not taken of her skates and that was the thing keeping her up in the position she was in. She fixed her fleeting and she leaned down to untie her skates off her feet. As her skates came off her feet she hoped Seth had a answer yet as she sat back up.
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 29, 2013 23:02:41 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
"I'm sorry, but that logic isn't going to work on me." He chuckled slightly and shook his head, amazed that she'd actually thought that would work. "What you just said is that if I don't learn the most boring subject in the world, I get to spend time with a drop dread gorgeous girl. Win win." Seth was not known for being subtle. And if his reputation as being a trouble maker was well known, then his reputation as a womanizer was coming in a close second. Still, to get anywhere with this chick he was going to have to actually listen to what she was saying, even if she was talking about completely irrelevant information, like the Vietnam war, which she had apparently chosen as her torture instrument in today's tutoring session.
She was getting better at the whole bargaining thing. "Deal, Teach." Eventually he'd get a question right and then she'd have to answer one of his questions. Eventually. He blinked in surprise when she rattled something off in a different language. If she was expecting him to know the answer to that question, then he was done. Thankfully, she repeated her question in English, although it might as well have been the other language, because there was no way he was going to get this answer right. He hated learning about the Vietnam war, it always seemed so unimportant compared to what was actually happening in his life. Back then they probably didn't even know about special abilities.
"Somebody got pissed at somebody else." He waved a dismissed hand and then crossed his arms, eyeing her expectantly. He was fairly confident that was the wrong answer, so now he was just waiting for her next question, presumably about himself. Although he still hadn't decided if he was going to tell her the truth or not. After all, it's not like she knew enough about him to tell if he was lying or not. She'd just met him.
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Post by Yumi Zuko on Mar 29, 2013 23:53:51 GMT -5
Yumi’s mouth dropped in shock and surprise, Seth actually got the answer right. This was something she didn’t want to happen. God knows what question he will. (O god looks like Seth is more than a cutie with edge…he might have some brain).She sat the book on the desk and smiled a slightly annoyed smile that went unnoticed or at least she hoped. Her mind raced with a idea to change the subject until it hit her and she thought of something.
“Your correct Seth good job, Now I guess we go to the next question." She flipped to a new page in her book quickly hopping he forgot that deal they made on answering questions. Yumi looked at him and she lean forward closer to the book. Her eyes looked over the words quickly until she found another question that was harder.
“So um how was Vietnam divided during the Vietnam War. ”She smiled and point at wrong answers hoping to influence him she hoped more though of the deal. But Yumi thought he was not that stupid so she got desperate, She brushed back her black hair leaned over the book as she tried to make more cleavage visible. Desperate yes but answering a question that could be of her past would be worse.” Come on Seth think what is the total opposite of north and south.” She crossed her fingers that he’d go for the bait and that he forgot about being right. She then crossed her feet accidently rubbing Seth’s legs as she moved her own.
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 30, 2013 23:27:25 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
He was getting irritated with her speaking in a different language. Seth couldn't honestly care less if someone talking badly about him, but to talk in a language he couldn't understand, that was driving him insane. He at least wanted to know what she was saying. Gritting his teeth together, he looked away, waiting for her to actually address him in English.
Wait, what? There was no way that answer was correct. He was beginning to seriously doubt her ability as a history tutor. whatever, she wanted to play it that way, then all the better for him. After all, she was going to have to answer a question. He raised an eyebrow and his mouth quirked up in a smirk as she tactfully tried to avoid what was coming by moving onto the next question. No way girly. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, lips widened into a grin as she asked him how Vietname was divided during the war. And he was just about to call her on it, when she leaned forward and he could see far more of her than he had been able to a second ago. She said something else, but he couldn't hear it. Whoever said you have to listen with your eyes as well as yours ears… they were entirely correct. And Seth's eyes were previously engaged.
But it was her touch against his legs that sent a shock through his body. Only it wasn't the good kind, the kind he looked forward to when he was around a pretty girl. No, this was the complete and utter tantalizing brush of her power against him, and his own ability raged against his control, threatening to slip and draw her power away from her. He couldn't though, he couldn't. It had been barely a day since he'd last succumbed to the addiction, and he couldn't let himself slip again. Not right now…
Think, Seth, think… What was she saying. His eyes snapped back to her eyes and then fell to her lips. They weren't moving. She was waiting for him to respond, and he was just staring dumbfounded. Didn't she know he was a power absorber? Didn't she know that touching him was dangerous? Stupid girl. Even the smart ones were idiotic enough to think he couldn't hurt them. "W-West… and East?" He stuttered the words blankly and then ran a hand through his hair, looking away from her and taking a deep breath. "You owe me an answer. Why did you start attending Silas?"
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Post by Yumi Zuko on Mar 31, 2013 2:01:34 GMT -5
“Your answer is wrong sorry Seth.” She said in irritableness since Seth remembered the deal. She shrugged her shoulder and stopped leaning the book as she decided to ditch that plan of distraction. She crossed her chest with her hands as she pushed some of her slightly long hair infront of her chest. Now covering her unwanted attention to her top torso.
Her gaze switched somewhere elc as reminded her of the question he asked.”Oy how come someone so you is so hard to teach."She didn’t care what he thought since he didn’t care what she thought. ”I came to Silas because my life in Tokyo was horrible and I didn’t want to get married. Yumi sighed and slipped down in her seat as the thought of her home came in her mind. She was used to the bad memories creeping up on her since she wished but never could forget them.
The question struck a nerve in the women’s body causing her to act particular manner she shut the book and thought for a moment. She then oddly open the the book. ”N-now you owe me a question.” She hesitated as she spoke a little irritated at his question of her business. Even if she said it was ok in a way…it wasn’t. She smirked and went back to her sassy mood again. She crossed her chest as she had noticed Seth looking at her. Even if it was a plan it didn’t work, so why do it.
Yumi brushed her black hair back as it made her hot slightly around her shoulders. She leaned back in her seat mocking Seth slightly on how he did it. ”So Seth then being horrible in history what is your super.” She looked at him then she quickly turned on the computer and she did the same thing she did before she hacked into the school site and she pulled up Seth's files along with a image of him.” As you can see it docent list your power due to children's protectiong….so like to lose governments interest in certain children. I mean I sure agree with it heck the Japanese still want to claim me.” She giggled lightly . ”So Seth you just going to stand there looking hunky or are you going to tell me the power.”
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Post by Seth Turner on Apr 1, 2013 21:25:00 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
"Whatever." He shrugged his shoulders and looked away from her, staring at the empty desks in the room. He hated classrooms, they felt like mini prison cells for students, and he just happened to be one of the many inmates. Still, at least there wasn't a teacher in the room. Except for the wannabe sitting in front of him. She was beginning to bore him, if it weren't for the fact that he could practically taste her power in the room. It was sour on his tongue, but nevertheless he wanted it… Wanted it more than he wanted his next breath.
Wait… "Married?" Crap, he'd said that out loud. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't the best at keeping his mouth shut when he was shocked. She was probably around his age and she just said she left Japan because she didn't want to get married… Who got married at their age? Besides idiots of course… Then she sighed and he felt the slights pang of guilt for even asking the question. He shoved the remorse aside. After all, she was the one who had suggested the little twenty questions game. "Sucks to be you, I guess."
Then it seemed to click that he'd gotten a question wrong too, and her attention was now focused on him, with the same smirk that he liked to use. He scowled back at her playful expression, narrowing his eyes as he waited for the question that everybody liked the question… The question that he despised answering. And there it was, what is your power? Your ability. Your freaking blessing. Curse more like it. Of course she called it his super, which was strange, because he'd never heard it called that before.
Then she turned her computer towards him and let him see the file. His file. "I didn't realize the administration allowed hackers to be tutors. Tell me, golden child, do they just let you get away with that because you're their prized pet?" He knew he shouldn't be so bitter, but that was his file and she had no right to look at it. Thankfully, he was fairly sure she was just looking at his general file, not the detailed file that the administration had given his therapist. He narrowed his eyes at her giggled and his lip curled up slightly in disdain. Smart or not, the girl was acting like an airhead. He stood up, placed his hands palm down onto the table and leaned in until he was only inches from her face, so that he could speak in a low voice and still let her hear him. First of all, I was sitting when you said that, genius. Second, looking hunky? Really?" He let out an irritated breath, but still hesitated. She might be annoying, but heck, she was still hot. "My 'super' is none of your business, but since you answered my question, I'll answer yours. I'm a power absorber. So unless you want to say goodbye to what I can only assume is the intelligence your abilities gave you, you'll find a way to change my grade in this dumb dead people class." He straightened up and gave her a mock salute. "Later, Teach." With a smirk, he walked out of the room.
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Post by Yumi Zuko on Apr 3, 2013 17:35:23 GMT -5
Yumi stared into her reflection in the mirror. He fingers ran over the the smallgrowing belly bump. She sighed and brushed her hair and she brushed and did her normal morning routine. But she stopped herself before she put on the girdle that kept her little secret hidden. It was becoming a bigger secret and she wouldn’t be able to hide it this way anymore. So she put on a t-shirt and then a sweat shirt over herself even though it was warm outside, she then put on her jeans and tied her shoes as she leaned against her bed.
She looked at her nightstand saw the envelope that she opened days ago but she always liked looking at it. She grabbed it and held it in her palms as she walked to history class were she would tutor. She smiled but it faded and she bent the picture carefully and she slid into the edge of her shoe. Yumi opened the door and entered the empty classroom, as she knew it would be as she had it reserved at certain times.
The threat crept back into Yumis mind. The threat Seth said he would do if she didn’t change his grade. She didn’t want to lose her brain power. So she turned on the teachers computer that she sat in and began hacking into the schools grading system and she began changings Seth’s grade. She disliked him for his rudeness to her as most of the things she said she couldn’t believe but she believed it was due from a hormone shift because of her pregnancy that’s making her emotions swing. Or at least that’s what she hoped it was in the back of her mind.
She felt the urge to look at the image again ,so she reached into her shoe and she pulled it out. He face lit up with a smile of overwhelming joy enveloped her. The image had a deep place in her heart as it was her future child. But she wondered what it would be. He mind then raced with all sorts if Japanese names .But when she flipped to the back showing her a blank white side except one word on there that started with a F. She felt really happy knowing what the baby would be but she then quickly put it back in her shoes but looser where it could fall out. An she then went back to hacking.
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