"Good morning class," Ms. DeVitch greeted them in a sultry voice. "Today... I'll... be... teaching... you... all... English."
She enunciated every word softly, grabbing a ruler, and slapping it softly on her hand... her face... with a knowing smile.
Steven didn't understand why she needed a ruler in English. He didn't care either. Sleep here. Eyes closed.
'Mmm-hm...' Ms. Devitch looked over the class. She could see them drooling over her now. Now, she just needed to tame these students.
'This'll be soooo~ easy.' She smirked to herself, her vanity picturesque. But her perfect bubble soon shattered. Two girls were chattering away... ignoring Devitch.
'How DARE they ignore ME.' She thought to herself, not realizing that most of the class also disregarded her. She glared at that girl, who had luscious wavy pink hair that gently cascaded down her shoulders. The girl was talking to her friend in English, which demonstrated she had a deep admiration for the curriculum.
Meanwhile, her friend nodded and smiled. She was equally beautiful with her slightly tanned and dewy skin, complemented by gorgeous ocean hair and eyes. They laughed, unaware of the troubles they faced.
Ms. DeVitch scrutinized their looks. For some reason, she felt that they were threats to her authority. Even though their beauty wasn't as mature as hers, they commanded presence, attention and the word 'yass'. She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, and instantly wanted to make trouble for them.
"Dew, you're gonna participate in the Battle of the Freshies?" The pink-haired girl asked her friend. "It's such a lame name, though."
"Mmm... I already signed up." The blue-haired girl softly laughed. "Aphrosite, what about you?"
"I don't know," She sighed. "I'm not a very good fighter."
"Stop lying," Dew pushed her, giggling. "Who wins all those cat fights, huh? Besides, as long as the opponent... hm?"
Dew casually winked, twinkles in her eyes, which the other girl reprimanded: "Dew!"
"Siti, you know it's true," Dew teased mischievously, her voice clear and smooth.
"Ugh, you're making me sound like a..." Siti groaned, covering her face.
"You aren't?" Dew smiled.
"Oh, you!"
They bickered for a while, when out of the blue, a wild English Teacher popped up!
"Ladies! Are you listening to my lecture?" Ms. SimpeldeVitch snapped. She slammed her hands on the pink-haired girl's desk. [Ms. DeVitch used Intimidate!]
"Yes," Dew looked down, pretending to take notes.
"No," The pink-haired girl smirked, putting on some lip gloss.
"Don't you know how to give basic respect to teachers? How dare you disrespect your elders!" Ms. DeVitch shouted, her eyes dilating. [Ms. DeVitch used Scold! It's super effective!]
"Ms. DeVitch, I was always told to respect my seniors. I'm sorry, and I really hope you can forgive me." Aphrosite acquiesced earnestly. "If you have the time, I can help you fix your extensions while chatting over some tea." [Ms. DeVitch's Attack missed!]
"Hmm, glad you understand- w-what, no, NO, NO! These are not extensions and I am not OLD!" Ms. DeVitch huffed, flipping her hair. "Address me as Jessica, not Ms. DeVitch please."
Siti sighed and whispered to her friend, "When you're a classic, but got no class. It's so unfortunate when your age overstays its welcome... and that's the tea." [Critical hit!]
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