Science: Mr.Rosenweisk

After Mr. Bradley let out class Emma plucked the –out of reach- book Chuck had retrieved from her the day before from her bag. It would be a few minutes until Mr. Rosenweisk appeared to begin their science lesson, so why not get in a little light reading. Although it seemed as if Emma was deep into the tattered old book, in reality reading had been the last thing on her mind. On the contrary that book was an attempt to keep her mind from wandering back to the events of the night before…in which it had failed to accomplish. Supporting her head as it rested into her hand her elbow perched on edge of the desk, Emma flipped through the frayed pages glancing every so often up at the front of class to see if the teachers had appeared.

Gadiel hurried into class with an armload of books. He plopped down in the desk nearest the door, stuffing his books under his chair, his long red hair falling down the back of his seat.

Lissa walked silently toward class, moving as lightly as a ghost. Her soft blue hair hung down her back and shoulders. She went into the classroom, and sat in the back.

Aaron ran into the room, huffing and puffing, "I-I'm not late, ri-right?" he asked no one in particular. He sighed, and headed to a desk at the back of the room, and took something out of his bag, a book. Romeo and Juliet, "I swear, I read this too much..." he said, sighing, and opening up the page he bookmarked, "Ah well.." he said, and started to read.

Kimimela entered the class, her head held high, her deep brown hair was shining in the light of the room. "Hello." she greeted the teacher as she took her seat, placing her books prissily in front of her, not looking at her classmates.

Chepe hurried through the door of the classroom, holding his books in one hand and his guitar bag over the other shoulder. He sat at a desk in the middle of the room, looking around as he hung the bag on the back of his seat. Sitting, he looked for Lena. His black hair hung in his eyes as he looked around the room.

Science was one of those subjects Olivia couldn’t seem to wrap her mind around; she would have happily played with Millie all day in homeroom if she could have gotten away with it…. Leaning back in her seat, located at the back corner of the classroom she gazed out the nearby window. Yesterday’s exploration only lead as far as the arcade, and now today she hoped to adventure a bit further hopefully making it to the beach….being out in the water reminded her of home.

Slipping into class before the next period’s teacher had arrived, Lena slid past Chepe’s desk setting an envelope down in front of him leaning in so that her lips were only inches from his ear whispering “Happy Birthday”… Inside was the picture she had found the night before. Their smaller-selves smiling happily at the camera, a cake could be clearly seen in the background on the daycare’s table…in celebration of little Chepe turning 8. On the back of the picture Lena had written a small simple note; Shall we celebrate like we are kids again? Leaving Chepe with the envelope and a smile Lena retreated to one of the only empty desks left in the room. Right smack dab in the front of class. Oh joy…

Xavier hurried into the class, finding a desk near the front. Setting his backpack on the floor, he hurriedly pulled his book out.

Chepe looked at the envelope Lena had dropped in front of him. Smiling softly, he said "Thanks Lena. You have something planned?" he said. He couldn't remember exactly what they had done on that birthday, but he looked over at Lena, knowing she probably wouldn't see him, and smiled, he wiped the hair away from his face, and looked at the picture again. A very cute Lena was smiling in the picture as well as Chepe, only 8. It had been the last birthday Chepe had been able to spend with her before the move. He looked at Lena again and grinned. He was amazed she wanted to spend his birthday with him.

An elderly, mostly bald gentleman with large, bold green eyes wandered into the classroom. He was about average height and very thin, almost frail looking. His head was large and he wore a white lab coat with black dress slacks, carrying a few books, folders and a clipboard. Making his way to the front of the room, he placed his belongings in a heap on the left side of his desk. Looking at it for a moment, he decided that he didn’t like the placement of the heap. So he moved the pile to the right side of the desk and studied it for a moment. Deciding that the heap of stuff being placed on the right side offended him, he separated in into little piles and arranged them neatly across the desk. Satisfied, he cleared his throat. “Good morning, students! I am your science teacher, Gideon Rosenweisk. You may call me Gideon. I see that we are all in our seats and ready for class, yes? Wonderful!” Gideon looked around the room at the students, committing their faces to memory.

A moment later, Chuck walked into the classroom, bass slung over his shoulder and books in one arm, his other hand holding his the top of his jeans. The belt he’d worn yesterday was notoriously missing today. “Sorry, I’m late, teach. I couldn’t find my belt.” Chuck apologized, settling into the seat next to Emma. Gideon, however, had frozen at the all-too-familiar dark curls, blue eyes and tattooed body of who he was certain was one of those hooligans. “Young man,” the old teacher ventured, “”You wouldn’t happen to be...one of those Wilder boys...would you?” To his horror, Chuck nodded in affirmation. “Yup, name’s Chuck. I look forward to seeing you in class every day, teach.” The bassist grinned up at him, causing the elderly man to pale a little.

“Hmm, yes, well...” Gideon’s eye twitched a bit, remembering the torturous days of teaching Terry and John Wilder. The experience had been so bad, that he had retired from teaching. Unfortunately, he loved it so much that he had decided to return to teaching, but in Valevay, where the chances of having to teach a Wilder was slim. It seemed as though his hypothesis had proven incorrect. Nevertheless, it was time to start the lesson. “Today, class, we will be learning about geology. Does anyone here know what geology is? The study of rocks! Dirt! Fiiiiiiiiiilth.” The nervous tick was fairly noticeable, but he went on, “Get out your textbooks and turn to page 34. This is a cross-cut section of a cliff. See the different layers? Can anyone tell me about these layers?”

Aaron flipped open his book, and skimmed through the page quickly. He knew the answer to the question, hopefully, so he raised his hand up. 'Wait, no..nevermind...' he thought again, putting his hand down, and shaking his head, looking back onto his textbook again. 'I don't even know if it's correct...just a hypothesis...' he thought, and sighed.

Ah-Gyul strode into class. He nodded at Olivia and smiled. He seated himself in an empty seat towards the front, by a girl with long, red hair.
A boy came in late, grinning.. It was interesting, seeing the instructor's face become pallid upon the boy's entrance.

Looking in his schoolbag, Ah-Gyul noticed he lacked a science book so as the instructor asked something Ah-Gyul knew absolutely nothing about, he turned subtly to his neighbor. "Hey," Ah-Gyul attempted to get the red-head's attention, quietly. "Hey, I don't have my book yet. Could you share?" he asked her.
Seeing as his first day had ended like it did, he'd forgotten to pick up a few of his textbooks from the bookstore which was a rare oversight on his part.

Yui ran from her dorm room. Her roomate had left her there and her alarm didnt go off so she was once again late. She ran as fast as her legs coould carry her and then a minute before she got into the room the bell rang. 'oh no...' she thought to serself as she burst through the door. "Sorry im late!" She said with an embarassed blush on her face. She looked up to be met with a scary old mans gaze. "Kyaaaaa!! MONSTER!!!" She screamed as she fell to her bum and backed away from the teacher.

A mischievous smirk spread over Emma’s lips as Chuck walked into class –granted a few minutes late- holding his jeans up. Maybe she knew where the location of his one and only belt was, and maybe it wasn’t further then he thought. Holding in her laughter Emma adjusted her shirt pulling it down further to hide the tatter leather belt she was wearing, which she had mysteriously found in her dresser in place of one of her own girly belts.

Opening up her text book Emma’s had raised her hand leaning over to ask her brother, who was currently occupying the desk on the opposite side of her, what page Mr. Rosenweisk asked them to turn to. Startled by Yui’s sudden outburst she jumped slightly in her seat. Her hand barely in the air as she stared confused at the bright pink haired girl currently on the floor. She was beginning to see a pattern here….the girl ended up on the floor quite a lot in class.

Carson had kept his face buried in his arms for the beginning of class, as far from his sister as he could possibly sit. He knew she understood--they were as close as could be, but he wanted to make friends and do so on his own. He'd even been sure to explain that morning at breakfast and in low voices on the car ride to school. They enjoyed each others' company like no other, but Rebecca had understood his desire for some independence as he tried to make friends which Carson had bee surprised and pleased at.

Sliding himself upright, Carson opened his book quickly. Layers or rock, layers.... He understood it, but he didn't want to seem like a know-it-all on his first day. Glancing over at his neighbor, it had seemed like the guy was having the same issue, partially raising his hand and dropping it.

His hazel eyes shot open at Yui's spastic entrance--sneaking a look at his sister, apparently she had been surprised and rather amused as well... He almost wanted to laugh when Yui screamed and fell at the sight of their odd-looking teacher, but held it in for the sake of their friendship.

Pulling out her science book Lena heard the student beside her ask if she could share her book. It seemed as though he had forgotten to bring his, which she most likely would have as well had she not put it in her book bag the moment she bought it. Foreseeing the possibility of rushing out in the mornings without checking that she had everything she needed for class. Being the friendly person that she was…and the fact that she wasn’t probably going to use it much anyways Lena handed the book over to him. “Sure. I don’t mind sharing. You’ll probably understand it better than I would anyways.” Lena responded honestly, adjusting her seat so that she could see the text book if need be. Resting her head on her desk –still rather sleepy- she turned her attention back to the teacher. Somehow missing the commotion, Lena’s gaze moved from the balding teacher to the small girl on the floor confused.

Chepe leaned back against his seat. He was bored being in the class, but being a good student, he paid attention to the teacher. Ahead of him he saw Lena hand her science book to a boy that didn't have one. He smiled, thinking Lena was an awfully nice person to do that. He hoped the boy would be able to get a book soon so he wouldn't have to borrow one anymore. He knew what a pain it was to have to share a book. he blinked, and pushed his hair out of his eyes, looking at the picture Lena had given him again. He smiled at the memory, the looked up and smiled at the thought of spending the day with her. He also fully expected his sister to be with him too. He really couldn't wait. He wondered exactly what she had planned. He knew Lena wouldn't see him smiling.

Ah-Gyul took the book gratefully, turning to and scanning over the instructed page. He knew English well enough, but scientific terms sometimes weren't so clear so he'd been not looking forward to the class much intially. Reading the passages pertaining to the rocks and dirt and "fiiiiiiiiiilth," the Korean boy did feel rather relieved however. Nothing seemed to be above his grasp of the language, except terms that already prompted notes in the margins.
He looked up briefly at the outburst of the pink-haired girl....Yui. He raised a single brow, chuckling softly and guessing his fellow transfer student would be doing the same. Ah-Gyul was very much reminded of the energy of the girl's Washington lookalike, but he turned back to the book so he could work issues out in case he was called on by the odd teacher unexpectedly.

Lorilynn slammed the door open to...Mr.Rosenweisk, was it? Well, her science teacher's class. "Sorry I'm late I had some-!" she paused mid sentence and stared at her teacher. He was very creepy-looking. His eyes were freaking her out, especially his lazy eye. He was curling his lip at her and raising his eyebrows.

"Why do you look like that!?" Lorilynn cried. She quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, realizing how disrespectful that had come out. But Lorilynn did want to know exactly why he looked like that. "S-sorry, no disrespect, haven't been here for the first two days and uhh... I'm just gonna sit down, okay? Okay." She spoke quickly before finding a seat next to a girl with curly red hair.

What a great start to her day. Lorilynn sighed, and put her elbows on the desk; her hands pushed her cheeks up. She huffed and blew a stray hair from her face.

Rebecca kept an eye on Carson throughout the morning, even though she'd agreed almost too easily at keeping her distance from her baby brother. She had weighed the risks and benefits, and deciding the best course would be to give him space, she'd obliged his request with an agreement. It might be easier to spot potential bullies from a distance, anyway.

She smiled and scribbled in the corner of her notebook--not doodled, literally scribbled, just waiting for the class to end. Science didn't interest her, but maybe the mad scientist would keep things more interesting than her last science teacher. Setting her chin, lazily in her palm, she jolted up at Yui's outburst, and then a white-haired girl's hasty entrance. She looks prissy, Rebecca thought briefly. Of course she was judging on her own tomboyish standards, but still.
"Becky," as she preferred to be called, wasn't one for dressing up, especially on casual days, and she tended to judge slightly on it--of course being human she didn't feel the need to be perfect on that though.

Turning her attention to more productive thoughts, Rebecca tried to figure out how many hours she could easily schedule in the coming weeks.

Isi hurried into class, her blue hair still with sand in it. Clutching her books, she said "I'm so sorry I'm late sir," she said, taking a seat near the middle of the class. "I hope I didn't miss too much."

The warmth of the sun trickling through the window in the back of class, made Olivia feel as though a hand was cupping her face. These were the kind of days she loved. It was a waste to spend their time stuffed away in a classroom. Looking back towards to front of class a small chuckled escaped her at the eccentric Yui’s outburst. The comment that followed –given by a girl Olivia hadn’t seen in their class before- caused the Aussie girl to burst out in a fit of laughter. She had manage to hold it in with Yui’s reaction, but the confused and startled look plastered on the late arrivals face was far too much for Olivia to handle. Holding her sides she put a hand over her mouth trying to stifle her laughter, she watched as all the late female student’s settled into the last few empty seats.

"Laughter?"Lorilynn thought. She whirled her head around to see who was giggling at her, when her eyes fixated on a slender girl with blondish, reddish hair and blue eyes. She glared at her a bit, feeling embarrassed but then softened her expression and gave the girl a sheepish smile. It wasn't her fault that Lorilynn couldn't control her mouth at times. She was going to mouth something to the girl along the lines of "He is pretty creepy looking, isn't he?" But thought against it. The teacher probably didn't like her already, why make it worse? She faced the front of the classroom again, trying to avoid his gaze.