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prxfriverx:

“Okay so what we’ve established, neither of us knows much about bears, and you’re gullible.” Peter laughed and nodded. “And I could probably convince you of any sort of crazy, bear-related incident.” He laughed and nodded. “So you don’t want my wine, Mike? Painful, but I understand. You okay to get home?”

“Not a thing, and yes I guess I am.” Addison scrunched her nosed and laughed. “As I do think I’m suck here tell the lights come back on, I’ll figure something out. Go enjoy your wine.”

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prxfriverx:

“You honestly expect me to believe that you would believe I, all five foot six inches of me, could take down a bear? You’re a liar ma’am, and no friend of mine,” he teased. “Milk Dud and Skittle were bad examples. New example, you’re Mike, I’m Ike, we become surgically attached at the hip.” He nodded at her comment. “Well isn’t that why I came to Paris? To live my dream in a powerless city and find myself in the darkness?” He smiled and nodded his head. “I’m not drinking, I’m mainlining, and you’re more than welcome to the Chardonnay.”

“Hey I’ve heard weirdly things happen. Just because you’re only five foot six doesn’t mean you couldn’t take down a bear. I have no idea what you can and can’t do. Plus I have no idea how to take down a bear so you could tell me anything about that and I may believe it.” Addison laughed lightly. “Okay lke, that’s still an awful nickname, but I am going to us it.” She smiled. “I don’t no is it?” She asked the man. “I have wine waiting at home for me in my fridge, so I think I’m okay. But you enjoy it.”

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prxfriverx:

“You would not have believed it!” He cried out laughing. “No ever believes me, I could never take down a bear!” He dissolved into a fit of laughter. “I have no doubt there is some sort of treat that would make a good nickname. Like Milk Dud, or Skittle..- Eminem! Favorite treat, rapper name!” Peter grinned at Addison and shook his head. “Don’t you dare call me Bearclaw in front of those teenagers,” he told her. The conversation fell more serious and he nodded. “No, trust me I love teaching and I know how lucky I am to be here, I just need to find my way.” After a pause he nodded. “You’re more than welcome to watch me drink it,” he teased. “I take it with an IV kit and a straw.”

“Hey, I don’t think I know you all that great. So maybe I would have.” The girl laughed along with him. “I can’t call you Bearclaw, but you want me to call you Milk Dud or Skittle.” The girl laughed. “I think maybe we should stick to Peter.” Addison told him with a shrug and a smile. “You’ll find your way, we all do, it just takes time.” She told him. “Oh yea thanks, I love watching people drink wine.” The girl laughed.”

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prxfriverx:

“That’s me,” he said with a smile. “I’m always out here surprising people,” he laughed. “I’m basically a villain from Scooby Doo,” he teased. “I used to tell a whole story about camping and saving everyone from this bear. The problem was that all my friends knew I was lying because they were my only friends and I never took them camping with me.” Peter shook his head. “No she was always really angry about the world, that kind of living ages you. If you lived like her you’d look at least twenty-two,” he told her with a wink. “As far as the children go, I know I have the power and all, but I really feel like they look at me and see Fetus Face,” he laughed. “If I were them, I would never think of me as an ‘adult’.” He paused and looked away. “As far as plans? I was thinking about the bottle of Riesling that is getting less chilled by the second.”

Addison smiled and bite her bottom lip softly as she listened to the mans story. “Now see that’s the story you should have told me, maybe I wouldn’t have believed it, but then again maybe I would have. Plus its a lot cooler then naming yourself after a snack.” Addison told him, a smile on her face. “But if it helps I’ll call you bear claw. Who knows maybe it will catch on.” She laughed softly, meeting his eyes. “I don’t think they think of you as Fetus face and you shouldn’t think of yourself like that either. There’s a reason your here, and because your an amazing teacher. These students look up to you. Even if you don’t think so.” She remind him. “Well sounds you have a good night planned.”

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prxfriverx:

“Don’t laugh at me!” Peter exclaimed, laughing as he said it. “Can you guess what my favorite, sweet, yeast-raised pastry was? I also thought it sounded kind of bad ass. I dated this girl who was the coolest person I’d ever met, fishnets, played bass in a rock band. Hardcore, and I wanted to be hardcore too,” he said still laughing. “I think the adult thing is about finally breaking out of this mold I’ve always been in, always being the youngest in the room.” Peter rolled his eyes at Addison. “Twenty-eight is totally not too old to get carded. You have the skin of a baby, you could totally pass for like seventeen. Sixteen if you wore electric blue eye shadow,” he teased. He nodded at her polite refusal. “What are you going to do until then?”

“I was trying not to laugh at you. Its just that nickname kind of took me by surprise.” She giggled, trying to hold in another laugh. “You named yourself after your favorite snack? I don’t really no its it badass or cute.” Addison laughed a little. “She sounds like the kind of person I wish I could be, but always know I’ll never be.” The girl grinned as they continued just walking down the hall, unsure as to where they were going. “You’re not so much the youngest in the room anymore, and if you are, your the teacher make them listen to you. They do have too, remember you have that power.” The girl pointed out. “I’m glad you think so. But I have make up on also, which is why you think I look almost seventeen. But yea I’ll show up to work with electric blue eyebrows. I think I might get fired.” They girl laughed. “I honestly have no idea at this point. What about yourself. what are you night plans?”

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prxfriverx:

Peter just smiled. “I tried getting everyone to call me Bearclaw for a while, but that really didn’t take off.” Peter shrugged off her comments. “I’m ready to be a full-fledged adult, and not getting carded anymore is part of that. Owning a home, opening a 401k, buy wine without a skeptical look.” Peter looked around the two of them. His eyes had adjusted enough to see outlines and shading. “Do you have to walk to get home, because I’d offer you my shoes if you need them? I have socks on, so it’s like- less gross for me?” After a moment he shook his head. “There’s no way I’m wearing flip flops in front of teenagers, I would have to flee the country and change my name.”

Addison couldn’t help but let out a small out at the nickname her tried to give himself. “Bearclaw?” The girl replied with a questioning tone. “Why bearclaw, if you don’t mind me asking.” She smiled. “Are you sure? Because being an adult is very had. I mean I don’t own a house here, however I do have an apartment and I can buy wine without getting a skeptical look. Then again twenty-eight. I think me getting carded now would just look funny.” She shrugged. “However it would feel nice I think.” She smiled. “No that’s okay, but thank you for the offer. I can’t go anywhere tell this blackout is over and who knows when that’s going to be. I just take a cab and its not far. But it was very kind of you to offer you shoes, really.” Addison told him. “I think you’ll be alright. The kids here like you don’t they?”

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prxfriverx:

Peter gave a short chuckle and nodded. “I get it, in high school they called me Fetus-Face Rivera,” he teased. “I got carded trying to buy acetone a few months back.” Looking around Peter shrugged again. “I was hoping somewhere with light, but that is a moot point it seems. Oh the irony, the City of Lights has gone dark.” Peter looked down at her feet. “Who needs shoes, honestly? With how clean they keep this place what does it matter? I want to bring back business-casual flip-flops. Remember those, back in 90′s?”

Addison chuckled as she listened to Peter. “Worst nickname ever. Could they not think of anything better?” She asked looking at him for a moment. “Well some would say still getting carded is a good thing. Take that as a complement and tell everyone you can.” She grinned. “Good luck, I have a window in my classroom and even that’s not bringing in much light anymore. I’m wondering how long this is going to go on for. I would love to get home, I spend enough time here.” Addison told the man, looking down at her feet for a moment listen to him. “It still feels a little gross walking around with no shoes on, but its still better then the pain. Those shoes where something, but isn’t everything old now cool. Bring them back, you’ll be the coolest one here.”

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prxfriverx:

Lost in his own head, and lost in general, Peter hadn’t noticed he wasn’t alone in the hallway. It even took him a moment to process that someone had spoken. He turned around and found Addison and smiled. “I wish I could tell you, but I honestly don’t know. I get lost when the lights are on and without them?” He shrugged. “I’m useless.” He noticed her heels in hand. “What about you? You can’t be going far without shoes.”

Addison smiled when she noticed the man in front of her. “Peter hi, I’m sorry I thought you where one of the students coming down this way.” She told him. “Useless, I don’t think so. I can’t tell you I’m going to be much help but where are trying to go?” She asked. “Oh I’m just heading back to my classroom now, which is right there.” the woman pointed. “My feet are killing me. I’ve been in these heels all day I had to take them off and its not like I’m going to be running into many people.”

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Addison was walking around the dark and quiet halls of the school. She was sitting her classroom grading papers as the power went out. She knew it was going to be a while tell it came back on, so she was getting ready to kiss her night of a glass of wine and watching ‘Grease’ goodbye. Walking back to her classroom to grab something from her lunch box she slipped of her heels and took them into her hands and she seen someone coming at her. “Hello, where are you off to?”

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darcymccready:

“I’m not so sure about getting it out there just yet. I do have to keep working on it. Are you in charge of the paper?” 

“I’m not, but I could take to the teacher that is when your ready to put some stuff out there.”

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oflorelai:

“anytime soon would be peachy keen with me,” lorelai mused. “i told myself that i would spend all of my free time – including dinner time – tomorrow grading papers on the condition that i enjoy myself tonight.” she said meekly. she still wasn’t used to the idea of grading other people’s work, especially those that were so close in age. some of her students were even taller than her, an concept she could barely wrap her head around.

“I have no classes for the rest of the day, if you don’t we can go now.” Addison asked the girl as she finished packing up her bag with all the unmarked papered. “I’ll be finishing marking tomorrow as well, so why not have some fun tonight with a new friend.”

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po0radele:

    Adele huffed softly shaking her head a bit, “I came here because I have a high IQ and they were will to pay my way here.” she laughed softly. The blond tilted her head a bit giving her a knowing look, “You know my essays always kill. I have everyone drowning.” She noted nonchalantly.

“Then write this essay by Friday, and make it the best one you’ve ever done.” Addison told the blonde. “I want to put an A on your paper when I grade it. I want you to have me drowning when I read it.” Addison smiled. “I want it to be that good.”

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darcymccready:

“I wont! Who knows, maybe one day one of my comics will be picked up or something.” 

“You could always sent it in somewhere anonymous. Our school news paper would be a great place to start.”

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nadinepng:

 nadine’s pink lips stretch into a smile and the tension in her shoulders loosens a bit. she lets out the breath she’s been holding in for over a minute as she nods in thanks. “Thank you, so much, Ms. Demarco, seriously. I─ that works perfectly, that’s plenty of time. Thank you. Thanks.” 

Addison pulled out her planner and wrote down that she changed Nadine’s due date of her essay, before butting out away in her bag. “Of course. I think all teacher here remember what’s like to be over worked with school and life, being a teenage. If you need help with that paper, you know where to find me.”

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robbiexcallaghan:

“Are you just trying to get out of teaching?”

“No of course not, I love my job. I’m trying to help you break out of your shell.”

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xavierkenese:

“ well.. ” xavier began as he reached into his bag to take out the essay, he then walked over to the teachers desk to place it down on the table. “ seventy percent. ” he winced again looking at the grade. “ i mean first of all i know i deserved way more than that but i’m not here to critique you’re grading skills or whatever. ” xavier tried to joke, although his words came out slightly more bitter than intended. “ anyway, i was hoping i could get an extra credit assignment? my parents will literally murder me if my grade slips below a b. ”

Addison looked at her student, then down at his paper as he placed it down. After a moment she picked it up and looked it over once again. “You don’t think a seventy percent is fair for what you wrote? Tell me why?” She asked, handing him back the paper. “Read it over as if you where the teacher marking it and give yourself a grade. What grade would you give that paper?” Addison looked at the boy, her hands folded on her desk. “Its one paper Xavier, and you got a Seventy. Don’t stress over that. I mark hard, but I mark fair, and this is better than most got.”

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robbiexcallaghan:

“Thanks.. Oh, yeah, I won’t be that long. I doubt they’d listen to me. I have a hard time in social situations, so I’d just be a big babbling mess.”

“Well what better way to beat that then to teach a class.”

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