The sound of the bell ringing after third period was a reminder for the four girls to hang back and get their favorite teacher to sign their academic reports so the volleyball coach knew they were okay to play. Letting the other three go before her, she waved as they headed off to fourth period as she held the page out to the teacher. She was, hands down, the hottest teacher on campus, all the students thought so. She had thick sandy hair that she had let grow down to barely brush her collar and the most beautiful hazel eyes she had ever seen on a guy. She also towered above her though that wasn't too difficult seeing as she was only five foot three.
Toni: Here you go, Mrs. Jackson.
Janet: I can't sign that, Toni. With that last test and a few assignments that you didn't make up, you've dropped down to a seventy percent.
Toni: But Mrs. Jackson, this is our final game. We have a chance to go to State, there's even gonna be scouts there, I have to play. Can I come back after school to make up the assignments? Maybe even retake the test?
She looked down into those hazel pools of sapphire and thought about it for a moment before nodding.
Janet: I don't normally do this but you're usually my best student, so yes. I have to stay late anyways.
Toni: Oh! Thank you so much! I really appreciate it, Mrs. Jackson!
Janet: You're welcome. Now go, before you're late to your next class.
Tucking the page back into her binder, she did just that and ended up making it just a few seconds before the bell rang again.
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With only a few minutes left to spare in the last class of the day, she scribbled her homework down into her day planner and went to collect her academic report from the teacher since Mrs. Walters preferred to have the entire period to fill them out, especially since she had seven in that class period alone. Thanking her, Toni went back to her desk in the back and slid the piece of paper into her day planner before settling her text book and binder in her messenger bag with the rest of her things. Once the bell sounded, she hung back and waited for Ember and Claire before all three girls headed out into the crowded corridor.
Ember: Who's up for smoothies and a study session at Casa Fidatov?
Claire: Count me in.
That was Claire.
Toni: I'll meet you guys there; I have some stuff to make up in Mrs. Jackson's class so I can play tomorrow.
Ember: Okay, chickie-baby. Text me when you leave here. I'll get you a smoothie and keep it iced for you.
Toni: Thanks Emmy. I'll call you, drive safe girls.
Waving them off, she stopped at her locker and grabbed her Law Studies book and closed the door, locking it back up when she was done. Heading back to the other side of the campus, she stopped and talked with a few people along the way before finally reaching the English teacher's classroom. Knocking, she opened the door and peeked in, smiling when he looked up from whatever he was doing on the computer. Closing the door behind her, she moved to stand in front of his desk as she greeted him.
Toni: Hi, Mrs. Jackson.
Janet: I was beginning to think you had changed your mind or had forgotten.
Toni: Course not! I don't go back on my word.
Janet: Neither do I. Here are the assignments and here's the test. It's open notes but not open book.
Toni: Gotcha. Thanks again, I really appreciate it.
