fandomhigh | Home Economics, Tuesday, period 1

Upon entering the class room, the students will see Emma standing by her desk, welcoming them all. She is dressed mundanely in a white corset, pants, boots and blazer. Well, mundane for her. Most of the other teachers probably didn't wield a riding crop.

There are ~~six~~ seven tables in the room, with three white boxes on each. In a pile on the middle of the tables are buttons, beads, sharpies, glitter, glue and other decorations. Emma points each student to a table after they've signed the sign in sheet.

When everyone that's going to arrive have, Emma smacks her riding crop against her desk to get everyone's attention and begins talking.

"Welcome to Home Economics! My name is Emma Frost, and I will be your teacher." She sighed for a moment. "I suppose I should tell you that I am a telepath, which means that yes, I really can read your filthy little minds.

Today you have all been given boxes. Decorate them in a way that will make you recognize them, as they will be kept in this room and you will use them to store things in. You will be given a new useful item for each class, and at the end of the semester the boxes will be yours to do with as you please."

(ooc: Syllabus and class list. ~~Wait for~~ the holy OCD is up! Come play!)

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He nodded and gave Dean a faint smirk. "Just fine."

Dean wasn't sure he bought it, but figured here wasn't the place to push the issue. There'd be time later when there weren't mental eavesdroppers around. Trying instead to distract Alec, he asked, "You going to put a dinosaur on your box?"

"Maybe," Alec said, looking at the box speculatively. "Think seahorses are overdone yet?"

Dean grinned. "Nah. Seahorses never get old."

"Then I'll do a seahorse," Alec said, picking up glitter and glue.

"That will work," Dean said grinning at him.

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