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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 21:53:00 GMT -5
Wallace caught Henry looking his way and winked at him. It was hilarious the way he was so afraid of that dog. Reminded him a little of Scott.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 21:54:21 GMT -5
Taylor finished her questionnaire rather quickly, having known a lot about the class than any other student should. It was only because in her previous school, before being incarcerated, she had learned quite a lot from her last sex ed teacher. "Clopin, are you done?" she asked. The gypsy nodded as he stood up with his paper.
"Come on then, let's go turn them in. Garnar, stay there." he said, looking back at the puppy, as he and Taylor both approached Wallace with their papers.
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Post by Puck on Dec 7, 2010 21:55:21 GMT -5
Puck sighed, filling out the questions on his paper quickly and without much thought. Already he could tell that he was going to hate this class. Not only was he insanely embarrassed, the teacher was beginning to disturb him a little, especially by the way he kept looking at all the boy students.
Alright. Just fill in the answers, and pretend that you know what you're putting down. Most of the questions were multiple choice, so Puck for the most part just randomly filled in bubbles. He had no idea about any of this stuff, which was probably the reason Grell signed him up for this class.
FInishing the last question, he headed to the front desk, turning in his paper quietly before heading back to his desk.
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 21:56:02 GMT -5
His attention was turned to the two students standing up with their papers. The one with the beard was pretty attractive, but he seemed close to the Puck character and that girl beside him. Wallace's gaydar was confused.
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 21:57:31 GMT -5
"Puck, you are free to leave if you are finished. Class will really start tomorrow," Wallace clarified, watching him return to his seat.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 21:58:05 GMT -5
"Here you go, Mr. Wallace, sir." Taylor said, having been used to calling the Warden "sir" all the time. She put both hers and Clopin's papers on the teacher's desk, before turning to face Clopin.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 21:58:55 GMT -5
Garnar lays under the desk putting his head on his front paws waiting for his masters return.
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 22:00:07 GMT -5
"You don't have to call me sir..." Wallace looked at his paper, "Taylor and Clopin. Nice name, Clopin" He smirked, "May I ask you a question?"
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 22:00:35 GMT -5
Chelmey wouldn't look at Henry like that. Then again, he was his father anyways, but still, it was odd how Wallace winked at him. He filled out his questionnaire as quickly as he could, wanting to simply be finished with it. Oh, to be at gym, or playing football. Heck, even annoy Betty!
The dog's owner was gone, turning in his papers. "Yeah, I got some treats. You just have to come with me and I'll get you some snacks." Henry whispered to Garnar. He looked at the dog, then went back to answering the questions.
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Post by Puck on Dec 7, 2010 22:01:01 GMT -5
Puck blinked, turning red again when he realized that he could leave. "Oh, er, sorry," he mumbled, getting up to leave. Great. Not only had he just had the most embarrassing last few minutes of his life, he had also managed to screw up by not paying attention.
Heading for the doorway, he looked back, wondering if Clopin was coming as well. But he and Taylor seemed to have something planned at the moment...
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 22:02:17 GMT -5
Clopin looked at Wallace suspiciously, as did Taylor.
"What is your question?" Clopin asked cautiously. Taylor looked at the teacher as well, with a questioning light in her eyes.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 22:03:43 GMT -5
Garnar cocks his head then stands up heading over towards Henry "what kind?"
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 22:04:07 GMT -5
"Just... a question for Clopin, miss Taylor." Wallace smiled, "I'll get to you next."
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 22:06:40 GMT -5
"What kind?" Henry asked, a smile beaming on his face. That was such a stupid question! What kind? It's sugar, isn't it? Or whatever the dogs thought it was! "A special kind of treat for you. I suppose I would ruin the surprise if I told you, and nobody wants that. Just come with me after I turn in my questionnaire, got it?" Henry was almost finished. Just a few more questions and he'd be free... with the dog.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 22:06:45 GMT -5
"Alright. But I'm staying here." she said firmly, as she crossed her arms. Clopin shrugged, since he knew that Taylor was a stubborn girl.
"What is your question?" he asked.
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