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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 17:59:22 GMT -5
She had been having such a hard time with this essay they were supposed to be writing for Philosophy that between the cheer practices getting to her and her lack of free time to do her archery, Kat was becoming frustrated. She had been in the computer lab for about a half hour already after school let out but she still couldn't grasp it so she finally got to her feet, hoping her teacher would still be in his classroom. She slung her messenger bag over her shoulder and grabbed her notebook before rushing down the hall and when she made it to his door she paused for a moment before she leaned in and saw him at his desk. A light pink color crossed her cheeks but she let it fade before she walked in, her heels clicking and her skirt feeling slightly uncomfortable, she hated the days her father made her dress like a girl. She walked over to his desk and she set her notebook down right infront of him before she looked down into his eyes,"I need help" she stated simply hoping he wouldn't turn her away.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 18:23:18 GMT -5
Just a day of grading homework assignments, this was going to be lovely. His apartment was a mess so he decided to just stay at school and grade. The sounds of lockers slamming soon came to an end and he really debated if he wanted to go watch or help out the boys soccer team. This was stressful, all the assignments were piled on to his desk and he used his red pen correcting, and writing notes on each one. The pile seemed to never end and he looked at the clock hearing his stomach rumble. Delivery, yes he loved eating and it was just about that time. Chris grabbed his cell phone and called up the small Italian place down the street. He ordered spaghetti and meatballs. With garlic bread. No telling how long he would be here. Chris was defiantly heading to the bar after all these papers were corrected and graded. The sound of heels caught his attention like they always did and there she was. "Kat Teagan, what can I help you with Sweetie?" He asked with a charming smirk and a raise of his eyebrows. Chris knew Kat was a smart girl, and if she really needed help it might be a first but he'd try his best to assist her. Chris reached over taking her paper, he looked over it at what she had, though it was little she was on to something. "Theory is all yours to have Kat. Walt Disney had a hard past, we know this, but why do all men get portrayed as greater then females in his animations?" Chris asked looking into her eyes. He was trying to hit a nerve with her, he knew she'd catch on with a little help.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 18:56:46 GMT -5
She listened as he spoke and she absently leaned her ass against his desk and took her pen to her lips chewing on the end as she looked at him. "I understand that, but I just don't know how I want to word things" she said as a soft sigh escaped her pink lips before she pursed them in distaste and she looked down now allowing her blond curls to topple into her face. "You see, every female is portrayed in such a way because they are portrayed in stories of love, where the man is supposed to be the one to sweep the girl off her feet and wed her and live happily every after, the concept is chivalry, heroic stature and simply love..." she spoke as she twirled a lock of her hair between her fingers, still looking down at the ground,"But you see, now adays as Walt Disney is deceased we now have heroines and strong female figures, though in the end it is still about love, see mr. Collins it is not about a gender discretion here, it is about him and everyone else in the world being hopeless romantics" she explained finally looking up at him.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 19:12:20 GMT -5
Chris let his front teeth slim his bottom lip as she spoke, this girl seemed as if life were tragic and love didn't seem to like her at all. "Well Kat, since you worded everything just fine to me, why don't you write that down." Chris suggested. He needed a come back, this girl seemed to lack love. "What's a matter Kat, love bite you in the ass in the past life? Geese kid its not really my business nor am I suppose to know my students on a personal level but damn, you need someone to talk to I'm always here." Chris said raising his eyebrows he heard on knock on the door and got up walking past Kat. The food was here and he took it and paid the woman off. Sweet talking her before giving a tip. Once that was settled he walked back to his desk. "Kat, Disney's father messed up his head, love is something he obviously liked but there are hidden messages in all his animations related to his past. This doesn't necessarily mean there is always a damsel in distress look at Mulan she was a heroine yet she had to dress like a boy to prove that." Chris suggested throwing her a curve ball. He loved making his best student see every aspect in theory. "The thing about theory is you can believe what you want when you have facts proving yourself correct." Chris said as he looked at his food. "Hungry? I'll spit it with ya." Chris offered with a smile.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 19:39:11 GMT -5
She sat down in a chair right next to his desk and she leaned against it a little with her arms as she sat in it backwards facing him. "Yeah she had to dress like a man but it still ended with her falling in love over a guy who would've never liked her if she didn't do what she had done" she explained before she narrowed her eyes slightly,"I do not have past love issues...he just..I..fuck" she stammered the image of her best friend, Justin crossing her mind before she shook it off when he offerred her food,"what is this a date?" she teased rolling her eyes and smiling before she nodded,"Guess I could use a bit of brain food"
[/color] she muttered as she leaned her elbows forward against the chair and watched him. She chewed the inside of her cheek before speaking again, "And if you want fact I will give you fact, regardless of the significance of his past in every movie or whatever, every single tale ends with love in some wayh shape or form, does it not?" she asked him in all seriousness as she raised an eyebrow at him, "Even the lions get love, the fox and the hound gain friendship, the princesses all find princes...where is the logic in this? Where is it ok to put in kids heads that every one has a happy ending? it's not right" she stated.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 20:06:07 GMT -5
Chris listened and he nodded with a face of sarcasm. "Well then since you have it all figured out, you have something to write. I will be expected a great complete assignment." He said nonchalantly. The sound of her voice and her stumbling through her words about a secret he "So you do have love issues, it's okay Kat we all do and your at that age where it will find you, you have a good head on your shoulder, and a hell of a suborn personality. Yet Bambi's mother died and nothing good came from that, the fox and the house lost their friendship. Simba lost his father, though he did have love he wasn't ready to be a king." The animal movies were a bit different there was always lost when it came to the animal animations. The happy ending comment caused him to get up and walk to his cabinet he grabbed a couple plates and forks then returned to his desk handing her some food on a plate he did the same stuffing his face til his cheeks were puffed out. Mr. Collins had no shame when it came to eating. He had a couple more bites and decided to answer her last question. "It's okay to put this happy ending theory in kids minds because everyone deserves love and happiness, the struggles in each story shows a life pattern. You live life, you struggle you end up happy 95 percent of the time." Chris explained eating some more. "If you want to call it a date, you can you just can't tell anyone. I'll get fired." He said looking down for a moment in disbelief in his own words. He looked to his papers and grabbed his pen writing comments and grading for a bit. When he was done he stacked the papers putting them into his briefcase. Then he clean up the leftovers and looked to Kat. "You need anymore help or are you good?" Chris asked eager to get out of the school setting.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 20:14:09 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes again at his explanation of the animal stories and she got to her feet after she took a piece of the bread and began nibbling on it before she finally sat on his desk top when the left overs were aside and she crossed her legs in her skirt and looked to him,"It can be a date I suppose, but this is kind of a dull setting for a date don't you think?" she asked with a chuckle escaping her lips as finally a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. ,"I still need help, but we can ditch the classroom and do this somewhere else if you would like, Its stuffy and uncomfortable in here as it is, which makes it harder to think," she said as she hopped off his desk and she walked to the door, her hips swaying and a slight skip in her step as she looked over her shoulder at him,"Are you going to help me further Mr.Collins?" she asked him as she placed the slightest pout upon her lips before she winked at him slightly, was she being flirtatious? this was a first...and with a teacher..bad bad territory but she was a risk taker, so she didn't really care.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 20:50:36 GMT -5
"You must be a mind reader." He said getting up grabbing his bag, he walked over to the door and moved his lips real close to her ear. "If anyone asks, you needed it ride home and your paranoid about walking during sundown." Chris said smirking at the smell of her perfume, he was going to get himself into trouble hanging with this girl. But he was rebellious, but he also needed to know a couple things about Kat. Like was she even close to legal. Chris shook away his thoughts and walked down the hall holding his briefcase. No one was in side but he waited for Kat to catch up as he walked to the parking lot his baby girl sitting there so flawless. His car was what he was thinking about of course. Chris walked to his car opening the passenger door for Kat before he walked over to the drivers side. Chris looked around and got into the car closing the door, he put the key in the ignition. The cars muffler purred. "Listen don't touch my radio. That's the number one rule of my car." Chris said loosing his tie, tossing it into the back seat. Now it was time to get off this property and get far away. Chris drove and once he as off school campus he drove fast. "Might want to put on your seat belt sweetie, can I ask you how old you are. Just so I know that I'm not running around with jail bait." Chris said looking over at her, he unbuttoned his shirt driving with one hand, the air filled the car and he put the music on just loud enough to hear. "We're going to stop at my house, so I can change into something more comfortable. Work clothes are...blah." he said driving, it was a long drive to his house. After all he was 24, he still had a lot of life in him, and he was being a bit spontanious but he was actually having fun. Chris looked over at Kat."You okay hun?" Chris asked trying to avoid silence.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 21:08:15 GMT -5
She got chills at his voice in her ear and his breath against her skin but she nodded in agreement to his statement before she followed him out to the parking lot. She slipped into the passenger seat and set her messenger bag at her feet as she looked out the window. She chuckled slightly at his question and she glanced over her shoulder at him now,"Jailbait, sorry I'm 17" she told him sticking her tongue out at him as she looked back out the window. "But what is age but simply a number?" she asked as she shrugged and chewed her bottom lip as she giggled softly to herself. She allowed a slight smirk to cross her lips though and she reached over gently placing a hand casually on his thigh,"But aren't some of the best things in life, the ones you have to take risk for?" she asked finally looking over at him as she winked at him and she smiled keeping her hand on his thigh but not doing anything, just leaving it rested there wondering if he would say anything or react at all to her words and actions.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 21:39:49 GMT -5
When she responded with her answer he looked straight ahead at the road. He sped up the car a little, chewing the inside of his cheek. This girl was 17, she was almost legal but it just worried him in his own way. The touch of her hand on his thigh caused him to bite his bottom lip and look over at her. "Age is a number, just like a social security card, or a military serial number." Chris stated, she was right the best things in life, the thrills and wonders were all risks you had to take. It was like love, when you first feel it, it's amazing and you risk your heart and feelings putting them into someone else hands risking heartbreak. "Risks, anything for a rush just to feel alive again, yeah I know the feeling, I used to be reckless, Hell I still am most of the time, is why your even sitting in this car Kat." Chris said reaching down putting his hand over hers. There was something about Kat he liked, maybe because she reminded him of himself. The way she presented herself, her stubborn nature and her wise ass come backs. Chris smiled as he intertwined his fingers with Kat, after a while he arrived at his apartment. Chris squeezed her hand before letting go as he parked in the parking garage. He walked to the passenger door and let Kat out, he walked with her to the elevator pressing the up button. "Now I warn you this place is a mess, with papers, beer bottles and dirty laundry..pizza boxes and empty pie tins. It's just because I don't have time or a woman to help me clean it." Chris warned walking into the elevator. He pushed number 8 and they started to go up. "Call me Chris, not Mr. Collins that is just weird now that were not in an educational learning facility." Once they reached the floor he walked down the long corridor and opened his apartment. He waited for Kat to enter and closed the door behind her. "Well, home sweet home. It's not clean but it's mine." Chris claimed. "You want a drink or anything?" He thought about her age and shrugged he was a marine he drank and didn't see the need in denying someone a drink if they wanted one. Chris grabbed himself a beer and tossed Kat one as well. He removed his shirt and unbuckled his belt walking into his room leaving her in the living room area. "So what do you want to do, go out? Stay in? Up to you since you are my date." Chris shouted standing in his room, in his boxers waiting for a response. He looked through his clothes grabbing a pair of black sweat pants and a solid white t-shirt. Chris stood there for a moment looking at himself in the mirror flexing.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 22:00:14 GMT -5
When he laced his fingers with her's it confused her slightly that he was so easy going with this, then it made her wonder if he had done this more times than once. She squeezed his hand lightly though and when they parked she let go of his hand and got out and followed him,"I am sure it is just like any other bachelor pad," she said not minding messy places, he was a worker, a teacher, probably didn't have much time to clean between grading papers and sleep. She stepped inside and when offerred a drink she tilted her head, she had never drank before, Tessa was the partier type, not Kat. She caught the beer though and she opened it taking a drink as she grimaced and gagged slightly but forced down another gulp. "Its nice, it suits you" she said looking around the place as he went into his room. She chewed the inside of her cheek as he asked what she wanted to do and she walked over to his doorway and peeked in at him as she skimmed her bottom lip with her teeth allowing her eyes to look him over,"We can stay in if you want or we can go to a club or something, it makes no difference to me" she stated as she boldly walked right into his room and sat down right on his bed crossing her legs as she looked him over grimacing as she took another gulp of her beer.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 9, 2012 22:21:40 GMT -5
Wise ass, he thought to her it suits him comment, he didn't feel like arguing that one it was bad enough that he was embarrassed he didn't need it to be picked at as well. Chris opened his beer and took a long drink and suddenly she was in his room. "Your quite modest aren't you Kat?" Chris asked feeling a bit exposed. It wasn't something he wasn't used to, a student seeing him barely clothed but it was alright he guessed. "If we're going out, I need to reconsider my outfit, club...not my thing. Titty bar, Let's go for it." Chris walked over to his closet pulling out a pair of jeans, he slid them on then walked to his draw and pulled out a solid gray shirt. He put the shirt on and grabbed his belt looping it through his pants then he tossed on some socks and his boots. Now it was time to role. "You seem like you can't handle that beer, maybe you shouldn't drink." Chris suggested. He finished his own grabbing his leather jacket looking at Cat. "Ready?" He asked walking out of the apartment. After getting back on the road he looked over at Kat. "You seem kind of...down. What going through your mind?" Chris asked hoping she would answer him honestly. He wasn't quite sure if he done something wrong. He drove speed limit and turning on the radio on not too loud. The road was open and there was a nice mountain view as he drove out of town toward the good bars.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 9, 2012 22:49:38 GMT -5
She chuckled slightly and hoped he was joking as he procceeded to get dressed. She tried to look away but couldn't help but watch him, her eyes taking in that muscular build of his as she had to look down every so often to avoid being caught staring. she put the bottle down when he said she shouldn't drink and she followed him out of his apartment and back down to the car. She looked out the window as they drove and when he questioned how she felt she furrowed her eyebrows and looked over at him,"I'm not sure you want to know what is in my mind Mr..I mean Chris" she said, she'd have to get used to that as she looked at him fully and she shifted in her seat so she was facing him and she absently without a care pulled her feet onto the seat so her knees were to her chest as her skirt slid down slightly and it was obvious to see her crimson undergarments but she didn't seem to care,"Tell me what is on your mind and then maybe I will feel comfortable enough to express to you what is on my mind," she said softly.
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Post by Mr. Collins on Sept 17, 2012 14:14:55 GMT -5
Kat's movement caught his eye and he looked over at her feet up on his seat. He bit his tongue though, if it were anyone else they would have got cussed out. He looked her up and down and caught site of her lacy panties and puffed out his cheeks looking back at the road. The mistaking his name caused him to chew his cheek and now he was having built up frustration and anxiety. He whipped the corner into a parking lot parking in the back. Chris removed his key from the ignition and looked over at her. "You want to know whats on my mind. Well lets think about it shall we." Chris said wise leaning back in his chair. He sucked his teeth bringing his hazel green eyes to meet hers. "Well, I am out with my student, whom I broke about 50 codes with just getting here, not to mention laws. I am trying to behave but you keep doing little things like this..." Chris explained as he reached over and swiped her feet off his seat. "To make things harder, If you know what I mean. I am just attempting to get to my destination and have a good time. Yet your making me feel like I kidnapped you or forced you to do something you didn't want to." He said his anger kicking in, Chris licked his lips and opened the door walking around the parking lot, frustrated. Why did he flip like this? He was thinking his little adventure was some kind of set up, or something was really going to go wrong. He gave alcohol to a miner, he let his feelings and hormones get the best of him, now he was yelling at the girl because he was worried about things happening. Chris walked back to the car and ruffled his hair looking over at Kat. "Taking you home is whats on my mind. You can tell whom you please, because I am really looking for fucks to give at this point." Chris said clenching his keys hard in his hand enough to cut skin. Chris scowled and looked at his hand reaching over her lap into the glove department grabbing a napkin. He applied pressure to his hand. "Now you can enlighten me on whats on your mind Pretty, because now that my night is ruined I'm dying to know." Chris said sarcastic with an eye roll to the back of his head. Yet he felt bad for treating Kat this way, something inside him worried him about her. Just the way she spoke, and the actions she gave off. It was like she was tempting him to see how far she could mess with his head before him intervening.
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Post by Kat Teagan on Sept 21, 2012 21:43:54 GMT -5
She was surprised when he began to raise his voice and when he pulled over and pushed her feet off the seat, she looked down getting quiet listening to his harsh tone, his accusations as if she were really going to do something so cruel. She watched him get out of the car but when he got back in she looked down again, her hair cascading into her face. When he adverted it all back to her and reached over her lap, she flinched away from him and she turned and opened the door stepping out of the car. She sighed and leaned in looking at him,"I'm not that kind of girl, but thanks for assuming," she said her voice half hurt but she slammed the car door and walked over to his side leaning in the window,"Just go, I can walk home easily on my own, nobody will ever know ok?" she said disgusted in herself for allowing someone to think she was that low, letting him think she would do such a thing to someone who was simply being nice to her, god forbid the only social interaction she actually gave was to him recently and now she all of a sudden had ulterior motives right? No...he was wrong, but he wasn't going to take the chance to get to know her better to know that it seemed. She turned and began to slowly walk away from his car now, watching her feet as she walked, she'd make it home on her own if she had to and she would go back to being kept to herself as she always was come morning.
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