How To Not Do Things, Thursday, Period One

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Upon arriving in the classroom today, students might have some difficulty locating their teacher.

That was, unless they noticed the pair of sneakered feet propped up on the desk in the front, the only visible sign that anyone was sitting there. April had somehow managed to swing a bean bag chair to sit in, which made it a little difficult for her to be noticed over the desk, see.

In fact, the students had bean bag chairs too. Weren't they lucky?

About five minutes after class was supposed to start, she finally spoke up. "I'm April," she said loudly. "This is How to Not Do Things." In case the classroom and her lack of energy hadn't given it away. "I don't really care what your names are, but I guess you can go ahead and tell me them anyway. And other useless crap like your age and grade and stuff if you want. Whatever."

If you were wondering whether she was planning to write anything down, though... stop wondering. Because she was not.

"You with the frizzy hair, write people's names down," she added, surfacing for the first time to point at Maeby if she was there. "You get to be TA. Yay."

And back down in the bean bag chair she went, piping up only to add, before anyone could get to their introductions, "When you're done, there's Skee-Ball in the back."

Yup. Those were indeed Skee-Ball machines. Check that out.

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Like you give no fucks.

Talk Before Class

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Uh... is there a teacher here?

Listen To The... Whatever That Was

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Lecture" is probably pushing it.

Introduce Yourself

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Because April wants to know about YOU. Yes, you.

...Play Skee-Ball?

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Yeaaaah.

Talk to April

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Does that seem smart, though?

OOC

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

La la la.

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Sparkle

Re: Talk Before Class

[myownface]

"Sweet. Bean bags."

This was already shaping up to be Sparkle's favourite class. Don't disappoint, April. Don't!

Re: Listen To The... Whatever That Was

[myownface]

Oh yeah. This class was most definitely Sparkle's speed. And he got high school credits for this?

Re: Introduce Yourself

[myownface]

"Yeah, yeah. My name's Sparkle. I'm sixteen, a sophomore, I'm from Toronto, and now I'm going to go case out the skee-ball machines before someone takes the good one."

Or before someone in here could start ragging on him over his name. People liked to do that.

Re: ...Play Skee-Ball?

[myownface]

Sparkle had picked the skee-ball machine of his choice and if anybody thought they were taking it away from him, they had another thing coming.

Another. Thing. Coming.

He'd hold off of the raucous victory cheers for at least a little bit, but... well... Sparkle was prone to getting excited.

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Juliet Darling

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"Hi, I'm Juliet, I'm almost 18" -- her birthday was in eight weeks, but that was 'almost' -- "and I'm a senior."

She considered adding more, like the usual bits about her being from New York and Jeremy's twin, but that felt like more effort than April wanted from the students. She smiled and slouched back down in her beanbag.

Re: ...Play Skee-Ball?

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Juliet never really got the point of skee-ball. She gave the ball a few desultory throws before her phone beeped with a text from Natalie Kimpton -- some girl they both hated had gotten her photo on Page 6 looking completely trashy, and it needed to be discussed, like, now.

For the rest of the class period, she'd be leaning against a wall typing back and forth very intently.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"Gross," said April. "Canada."

Charming, April.

Re: Introduce Yourself

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

"You look like an ass-kisser," April informed her. "Don't."

Wasn't she sweet?

Re: Introduce Yourself

[twintuitionist.livejournal.com]

"Don't look like one, or don't be one?" Juliet asked, quite seriously.

Re: Introduce Yourself

[myownface]

"Yeah, you wanna be careful around me," Sparkle replied, rolling his eyes. "You might catch some kind of exotic Canadian hair fungus."

See, wouldn't that explain so much?

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Miriam Black

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"Miriam Black. I'm a senior and I'm drunk (http://fandom-radio.livejournal.com/1300312.html). Blame the squirrels."

Re: ...Play Skee-Ball?

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Miriam tossed the ball a few times before giving up because she was hitting the machine next to hers more often than not. She was just going to try to nap and sleep off the rum, thank you very much.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"Eh," April said. "You pull it off."

Re: Introduce Yourself

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Oh, Juliet.

"Second one." But if Juliet was willing to change her whole appearance just to not ass-kiss... well, that would probably be another form of ass-kissing, for one thing. But amusing. "Don't."

Re: Introduce Yourself

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April shrugged. "Whatever," she said. "Don't Skee-Ball your face."

Totally a verb.

Re: Introduce Yourself

[myownface]

"And that," Sparkle replied, shrugging his shoulders dismissively, "is because I'm Canadian."

Americans couldn't handle the hair fungus look, clearly.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"That mean she has it too?" April asked, with a nod toward Miriam.

Re: Introduce Yourself

[myownface]

Sparkle glanced Miriam's way. And then tilted his head a little.

"Nah," he decided. "She just has good taste."

Duh.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"Okay...." Juliet said, and tried to work out what she could do that would not seem ass-kissy. It was a little like trying not to think of a purple elephant.

She slouched further into her beanbag and started checking her makeup in the compact in her purse.

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Jeremy Darling

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"What Juliet said," said Jeremy, sprawled in his bean bag chair like he'd been born to do that. "Except switch Jeremy for Juliet."

See, he'd even managed to make someone else do his introduction for him.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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April was... sort of impressed with that, honestly.

"Nice," she evaluated. "Good lack of work."

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Bucky Katt

Re: Talk Before Class

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Beanbag chairs!

Bucky grabbed himself one and growled cutely menacingly at anyone who came close.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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It was vitally important that Bucky clutch at his beanbag first with one paw and then the other, over and over again. It was very soothing.

It was also the only reason he was still awake when it got to be his turn to talk. "My name is Bucky, and I swear that if anyone wakes me up before the end of class, I will bite your hand off. Don't try me."

Re: ...Play Skee-Ball?

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Skee-ball? What skee-ball? Bucky was fast asleep in his beanbag chair.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"...The Skee-Ball's gonna be loud," April pointed out.

Just so he didn't get his hopes up. It was literally bowling with wooden balls, Bucky.

Re: Introduce Yourself

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"I'm an expert napper," Bucky countered. "It's genetic."

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Richie Ryan

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"I'm Richie Ryan," Richie said. He was going to leave out the other useless crap. It seemed like the thing to do.