Homeroom: Mr. Bradley

Lissa hurried into class, smiling as she pushed her long blue hair out of her face. The wind had wrecked her pigtails. "Hello, Mr Bradley," she greeted her teacher, settling herself at a desk at the back of the room, setting her books on her desk.

Gadiel walked into the large class room. "Good morning, sir," he said, smiling, his red hair tied back in a very long, loose ponytail. He chose a seat in th middle of the room, noticing a pretty girl with unusual blue hair in the front of the room. He then stacked his books on the corner of his desk and looked around.

Entering into the classroom with 5 minutes to spare, Emma quietly made her way towards the back of the class settling in an empty seat between a girl with distractingly beautiful blue hair and a boy who currently had his head on the desk slipping in a quick nap before class.

At about two minutes before class started, the door swung open and one Chuck Wilder strolled in, his bass guitar slung over his left shoulder and his books in his right arm. His striking blue eyes scanned the classroom briefly, immediately fixating on Emma. His feet automatically took her to the seat next to her where the sleeping boy was sprawled across the desk. He reached down and shook the boy's shoulder, waking him. "Hey." Chuck said shortly, "Move." Realizing that he was one of the Wilders, the boy forfeited his seat immediately, opting for one as far from Chuck as possible. He set his bass down and plopped down in the now vacant seat, turning to Emma and giving her a sheepish smile, followed by a quick wink. "Mornin' gorgeous. You never gave me the rest of my reward last night."

Before Kyren had a chance to ask Emma "How do I look", if only to mess with her, he was whisked away to their homeroom class. He was about to remark on how they were indeed on time, before moving to a seat of his own, when he was interrupted by none other than one of those hooligans. Kyren didn't like his tone and he definitely didn't like the words that he was saying in said tone. He stared, entirely unimpressed with the boy's attitude, and waited to see just what his sister would say in return to such a rude-sounding speech.

Aaron finally got to the school. He climbed the stairs to get to his room, and opened it, not amused. He sat down in the corner of the room, and set his bag on his free-chair space behind him. 'I'm not late, I'm still here...' he kept on repeating that to himself over and over , until he was calmed down, and bored. "Now what..." he asked the air.

Ah-Gyul slipped into class quietly, observing the room's other occupants. They seemed interesting enough but Ah-Gyul slid into an empty seat towards the back of the class. He wasn't in much of a mood to talk to anyone at the moment and instead watched a shy pink-haired girl as she spoke to the teacher. She had run past him earlier at break-neck speed, totally single-minded. He was amused and the pink hair certainly reminded him of someone back in Washington... He set his bag to his side and leaned back in his seat, folding his hands over his stomach.

Lissa undid the pigtails that she had put the front sections of her soft blue hair in that morning. Fixing the wind damage with a small yellow brush, she retied them, glad that she had thought to bring it with her. She looked around at the other students, and saw a boy sitting near her in the back of the class. Saying nothing, she smiled at him, thinking he looked rather interesting. she looked around again and saw a pink haired girl and a tall boy with very light brown hair. He didn't notice her looking at him so she returned her glance to the teacher.

Wonderful today was turning out to be Lena’s lucky day…having an extremely handsome boy show her to class. It couldn’t get better than this…oh wait, it did…Her gorgeous green eyed escort, turned out to be an old childhood friend. Granted that it had been over 10 years since Lena had last seen him, she took it as a compliment that after all these years he remember the lonely bushy red headed wild child that spent all day playing at the daycare.
Adjusting the strap of her book bag over her slender shoulders, Lena happily followed Chepe as he led her through the hallways until they came upon the Mr. Bradley’s classroom. The moment they stepped through the door an annoying sharp bell filled the air noting the start of class. “Yes! We made it! Thank you!” Lena exclaimed nudging at Chepe’s side. “Let me know when you want to get together and catch up, I never go back on my word!” Smiling at him she turned to scan the classroom for an empty suitable seat, her blue eyed gaze widened landing on the one person she was hoping to run into. Quickly navigating her way around the desks and slinking past Kyren, Lena threw her arms around the petite brunette nearly knocking her out of the chair. “EMMMMMMA!!!”

Just the sight of the curly haired Wilder brought the remnants of last night’s dream flooding back to Emma’s mind. She had begun blushing before he had even secured the seat beside her, sending the boy who had previously been napping there to another seat. Emma’s eyes traveled from Chuck to her brother, who she hadn’t seen wise to tell about Chuck’s late night visit to her room. She hadn’t intended to keep secrets from him…she just hadn’t found the proper time to bring it up, and now was certainly not the time. Thankfully she wouldn’t have to explain it to Kyren, for seemingly out of nowhere a flash of radiant red attacked . Bracing herself against the desk, to keep the two of them from tumbling to the floor Emma blinked bewildered at the assailant. “Lena? What…what are you doing here?”

As the room began to fill up with students Mr. Bradley’s attention had been focusing on something behind his desk out of sight, until a young girl approached him speaking in a timidly shy voice. He might have responded had he not looked up at her, for the moment his eyes caught sight of her vibrant pink hair his mouth hung slightly open. The thing that had been previously holding Mr. Bradley’s attention hostage took that moment to come running out from behind his desk squealing with glee. The small blonde toddler decked out in a sparkling purple tutu and plastic beaded jewelry, ran up to the girl pointing her little fingers at her. Giggling as she spoke she exclaimed, “Miss your hair ish soo pwetty!!!”

Chuckling to himself, amused with his daughter’s excitement, Mr. Bradley pushed his chair back getting to his feet. Like most teachers at Valevay he was dressed to impress. In a dark dress pants, white button up shirt, checkered tie, and let’s not forget the most important part of his wardrobe a purple tutu. With the help of the little giggling toddler, Mr. Bradley had been proudly sporting a larger version of her sparkly purple tutu. Clearing his throat he leaned down scooping up his little girl replying to pinky. “Well, Miss Sinclair there will be time for introductions in a couple minutes. Until then feel free to seat yourself wherever you like.”

Olivia cursed loudly to herself hearing the bell -signaling the start of classes- echo though out the deserted hallway. Mentally preparing her apology speech she slipped quietly into the classroom, praying that no one would notice her. I must have the wrong room! Stopping like a deer caught in the headlight Olivia was stunned to find herself face to face with whom she assumed to be the teacher…dressed in the brightest tutu she had ever seen.

Chepe led Lena into class, his guitar case on one shoulder and his books in the other arm.he said "If you'd like, I'd love to sit with you." when Chepe saw who Lena was making a beeline for, he followed her, not willing to lose sight of her now. He waited patiently while she talked to Emma. He was hoping she would be okay with it if he sat with her, and he was willing to wait till she was done talking to her friend. He leaned on a desk watching the two of them interestedly. they appeared to know each other.....but the girl called Emma had been seeming familiar to him for a while now.

Suspicion took over Kyren's mind as soon as he looked at Emma's reaction to mangy mutt of a dog that was practically slobbering all over the desk he occupied. However, Kyren was willing to give Emma a chance to explain things for herself, and was prepared to wait patiently to hear said explanation. His stare down was interrupted by a curiously familiar shock of red hair, the owner currently launching herself at Emma.

“I was accepted, shocking I know!” Releasing Emma, Lena rounded on Kyren pulling the boy into a hug, ruffling his hair for good measure. “Hey Ky! Looks like we are going to be classmates!” Lena chuckled knowing how Kyren felt about physically contact in public -or anywhere else for that matter- with anybody…besides the hugs he receives from Emma. Lena had made it her personal mission to hug him whenever she saw him, regardless of where they might be! She liked getting a reaction out of him….or maybe she just liked teasing him.

"Sure I don't mind you sitting next to me Chepe." Lena responded catching what he had said earlier. Setting her bag in the empty seat in front of Emma, Lena claimed it as her own. There were a couple seats left empty in the classroom, one happening to be right in front of Lena and another directly to the right of her in front of Chuck.... Chuck? Chuck Wilder? Lena had been so excited to find that her and Emma were in the same class that she had completely overlooked the presence of a Wilder. She had heard her fair share of rumors when it came to his family...far more then Emma and Kyren combined. Her father -being a police officer- had arrested most of them on more then one occasion. Her mother -being a nurse- bandaged up their victims on much more occasions. For what she had seen and heard...Chuck was bad news.

“Ahh, looks like the last of my students has finally arrived!” Mr. Bradley exclaimed seeing Olivia enter moments after the bell rang. “Stay right there!” He said directing his comment toward the surprised strawberry blonde, setting his daughter down. The moment the little girls feet touched the floor she bolted off around the class in a fit of giggles her arms stretched out as if she was flying. Retreating to the other side of his desk, he began digging through a couple drawers before pulling out a deflated large beach ball. “Since you were last to arrive in class you have volunteered yourself to blow this up. We will need it for our first class assignment!” He explained tossing it over to Olivia turning toward his boisterous student’s. Clearing his throat loudly he said, “Alright! Alright! Plant your tushes and listen up!”

Chepe put his books on the desk in front of Chuck and next to Lena. "Hey, chuck." he said, grinning, as he sat down at the desk. He looked at Lena,smiling, at her and thinking how pretty she'd gotten. He couldn't wait to spend more time with her. He hung his guitar's bag on the back of his chair, making sure it was secure before giving the teacher his attention.

"Ahh, looks like the last of my students has finally arrived!” The teacher, whom Ah-Gyul soon noticed donned a brightly colored ballerina's skirt, exclaimed. Mr. Bradley told a strawberry blonde shorty to stay still as he fished a deflated beach ball from his things.
Ah-Gyul vaguely remembered the English teacher from Washington and wondered if the instructor here had the same idea in mind.

The blonde looked somewhat familiar--but he knew no one here, so obviously he was imagining. Ah-Gyul couldn't see her face the way she was standing. Was he that in need of something he was used to? Ah-Gyul frowned, but smirked at the late girl, and some of the other students' energetic behavior.

Barely catching the deflated beach ball Olivia turned it over a few times in her hands looking for the mouth piece in to blow it up. Looking up at her teacher eyebrows raised she asked warily, “A bloke didn’t already put his mouth on this, by any chance?” Once she was sure that it was clean enough Olivia brought it to her mouth beginning to blow it up.

In the process of inflating the ball Olivia took a moment to look around at all her classmates, her blue eyes landing on a familiar face in the back of class. She must have been seeing things…the coincidence of him transferring to this school…was slim to none. He did however look a lot like Ah-Gyul...so much so that she had to force her gaze away from him settling her eye instead on the small child who had previously been running around the classroom. Once she finished inflating the ball she tossed it in the air playfully waiting for further instructions from the teacher.

Kyren sighed. Apparently personal space wasn't a thing anymore he thought as he recoiled from the shock of being Cholena Nelson's latest victim. He really should've expected it, but he didn't even have much time to register just who it was until she ruffled his hair on top of the hugging. Only a few people knew that doing so, especially together, riled him up like nothing else. Not to mention Emma's work from earlier on in the morning was essentially ruined now that his hair was in quite a disarray. Fighting what would've probably been a pout had he not refrained, Kyren was about to tell Lena that what she did was not acceptable just because they hadn't seen each other in a while, before the very demanding sight of the teacher and who he assumed was the teacher's daughter in matching tutus captured his attention. Grumbling, but knowing that this "reunion" would have to wait until later, Kyren turned and walked to a nearby empty desk to the left of Emma's. He wasn't close enough to hear everything Emma might say, but one could say he was still in a position to hover. Taking one last warning glance at Lena, who was now occupied with the guy he met the day before (whose name wasn't really coming to him at the moment), he prepared for a very long day of classes.

Not needing to be told twice Lena planted her butt in her seat. Catching both looks the one from Chepe and the other from Kyren as he settled into the closet empty seat near Emma, Lena returned them with one of her own. To Chepe she flashed her sweet smile; she was looking forward to catching up with him not overlooking the fact that he was lugging around a guitar with him. To Kyren she simply stuck her tongue out at him before turning her full attention back to her teacher to whom she just noticed was sporting a fabulous tutu. This was going to be interesting….

As cute as Emma was, it was -unfortunately- time for class. Chuck was going to really have to make an effort in his studies this year. He had gotten into Valevay on scholarships in music and athletics, not to mention that he was footing the bill himself. When Chepe greeted him, he gave him a pat on the shoulder and a friendly grin. His blue-eyed gaze flickered back over to Emma once more before it snagged on the teacher's...fashion sense. He quirked a brow in confusion before he noticed the little girl in a matching tutu. Immediately, it made sense to him and he grinned at the teacher, deciding not to tease him about it. After all, he had a little sister that he catered to, often dressing up for her tea parties.

The strawberry blonde turned to view her classmates, and Ah-Gyul's brows shot straight up. There was no doubt in his mind now--that voice, and hair, was most definitely Olivia's from Washington. He caught his surprised expression and smoothly transformed it into another amused smirk. So Fate was working that way then... Olivia had turned her eyes without recognizing him though, so he didn't draw attention to himself--she'd figure it out eventually.
Ah-Gyul leaned forward in his seat and turned his attention also at the little girl. She was cute, and he assumed also the daughter of Mr. Bradley.

Chepe was still looking at the teacher, and he couldn't help stealing glances at Lena from the corner of his eye. He leaned over his desk and rearranged his books before leaning back and shoving his long hair out of his eyes again. He wondered what Mr. Bradley was going to have them do. He grinned at the cute little girl and the teacher, wearing matching tutus. He thought it was really cute and reminded him of Tesanee.