Lilly... not even Faulkner-sensei any more, so great was her defeat... fell to the floo, defeated, deflated, and disappointed.
"...Will you at least speak in some language? You have made me worry a lot, Yuki-chan... I don't even care if you wear your clothing or not. I clearly have no power... I'll be fired soon and starve to death. No one else will ever hire a gaijin..."
“I suppose I should work on sentence structure, but I could stay after school today if you think I should, Faulkner-sensei. I don’t have tennis practice,” she said, before the teacher turned her attention back to Yuki. At least she was slightly happier this time. Hina hoped it would last.
Rina entered the classroom behind Yurika. They were still on time and, luckily, Faulkner-sensei was distracted by… Yuki? Why was she getting dressed by Mika? And why were their books on the floor? Rina frowned, puzzled, before she handed the bag back to Yurika.
“Well, here you go, Yurika-san! It was nice walking with you. Maybe we could do it again?”
Faulkner sighed, thoroughly defeated.
"I want to help you... Stay after class. We must talk."
She propped herself up with her yardstick before rising unsteadily to her feet. So much for a pleasant morning...
["...At leas that stuck-up princess wasn't here to see that... She'd have never let me hear the end of it..."]
She retrieved her coffee from Mika's desk and trned around...
To see that Yurika had just entered.
"...Oh hi, Ojou-chan!" she said with as much enthusiasm as she could fake.
edited 8th Sep '11 8:57:14 PM by Scrounge
Yurika took her bag back gracefully and then gave the other girl a slight smile "Indeed, I hope we get to walk together like this soon in the future"
With that she took a few steps into the classroom... only to find a student in the process of being dressed by another and then hear a comment from the teacher that she was sure was not intended to reach her ears.
[[Is there a problem, Ms Faurukner]] Yurika asked with a rather nasty grin. Her pronunciation was far from perfect but just saying something like this was not too difficult [[Losing control of the class, are you?]]
edited 8th Sep '11 9:21:55 PM by daltar
Rina slid into her seat next to Hina. “What’s going on?” she whispered to her sister.
Hina turned to her and shook her head. “It’s… complicated,” her voice took a more authoritative tone. “You would’ve seen it if you had shown up with me.” Hina glanced at the princess, Sonohara, who seemed to be having a showdown with Faulkner. “So, are you her new handmaid?”
Rina pouted. “You’re being mean, it’s not like that. Yurika-san’s really quite nice!” Why was Hina always trying to ruin her day?
“Oh! So, you’re on a first name basis now? Aren’t you special?” Rina didn’t reply, and instead, turned away from her sister to speak to another student. Hina, now upset, faced forward, and waited for class to start. See what happened when she tried to help? She was only trying to make sure Rina didn't get hurt.
edited 8th Sep '11 9:54:21 PM by ozaiangels
Yurika visibly frowned when the teacher dismissed her singing carreer and voice. This stuck up woman had always been a pain. Having her as the teacher of one of the few classes she cared about must surely be some kind of balance for all the blessings she had in life.
Still, when Faulkner addressed Yuki she saw a new chance to strike "Good to see you being as apt as ever at keeping the class in control, Faulkner-sensei. After all, what better way to see the true quality of a teacher, right?"
edited 9th Sep '11 4:45:30 PM by daltar
"There is one troublemaker... two now, perhaps. Aside from that? Class is under control fine, ojou-kun."
While her grasp of Japanese was shaky, it was entirely possible that the choice of honorific was a thinly-veiled jab at the bossy rich girl.
["If you really want to show off how clever you are, Yurika, you might put a bit more effort into pronouncing my name properly. Now that you've gotten the attention you want, how about you sit down so we can start class?"]
Hanabusa Momoko made her way down the hallway. She was late for class, mainly because she had gone to retrieve a small, intricate wooden dragon statue from her gym locker. The statue was one of her many 'tools of confusion', an item that she used to aid in baffling anyone she felt like messing with. Which was pretty much everyone she ran into. She brushed her hair back with her free hand and continued onwards through the hall, supporting the statue in the palm of her right hand. Momoko's current intention was to troll her english teacher, Faulkner-sensei.
That was usually pretty entertaining. A sly smile found its way to Momoko's lips as she thought about what she was going to do, how she was going to do it, and what Faulkner-sensei's reaction would be. She didn't dislike the teacher, but she was a nice target due to her weak-ish grasp on Japanese and Japanese culture. It was flat-out fun to confuse her.
She continued her way down the hall.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."Momoko paused, eying the stumbling girl for a few moments. She was pretty, but it wasn't the time for that really. Now was the time for trolling. However, it would seem a shame to use her next move on someone other then Faulkner-sensei...
She walked up behind the girl and simply made to edge past her, balancing the statue carefully on her hand... only for the girl to knock her over. Momoko fell on her rear, but successfully kept ahold of the statue by quickly tightening her grip. Now this girl had to be trolled...
edited 9th Sep '11 11:05:21 PM by AnnoR
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Yuki looked at Falkner-sensei with an expression that looked like it wanted to show shock and horror, but hadn't had enough sleep, then she calmly points at Mika-san, and returns to her book.