She comes forth

First day of classes.

  The sun shone through the window,   it was rather warm in the classroom.   "I serious don't understand these uniforms.   Super layers on top and basically nothing on the lower half."   Rima said tugging at her mini skirt once more as if it would make it grow longer. 

"I don't know,  I kind of am loving the skirt."  The blonde said to her friend.  Swaying her hips,  playing with the mini skirt,   it was better than what she was use too.  Dressing in layers,   never knowing the climate she was going to be traveling too.  Her jacket and cloak was on the chair she claimed for the day. 

A male's voice popped out of nowhere,  practically screaming their names.  The blonde jump and spun around,   smacking the boy in the face from fright.  "Oh my God!  Elias,   I'm so sorry."  Saria said as he held his face,   anger clearly written on it.  

"She did warn you not to do that Elias."  Talia said plainly to the nerd,   both Rima and Saria nodded in agreement.  It was bound to happen at one point.   Saria just gently moved his hand from his face,  it was slightly red from the hard backhand she gave him.  "You'll live.   But please stop popping out like a creep!"   His face was turning more red from the pale blonde being so close to his face.

Saria let go of his face as the bell signalled the start of the class.   Quickly Elias went to his seat trying to calm down his reddened face.   Once making her way to the seat next to Rima and Talia,  Saria just watched as a rather irritated man dressed in pure black walked into the room.   He spoke in a matching tone,   she jumped lightly hearing her name.  She just plainly looked at him.  "Well stand up and say hello."   He ordered her. 

"I rather not.  Most of these people,  if you can call them that,  aren't really worth my time.  And I rather not give them hope of becoming my friend."   She answered smugly back to him.   "Miss Hirano,   I'm sure where you come from that comment is acceptable but here..."   She just cut him off.  "Let me stop you there,   where I come from is more harsher then these words.   So teach away Grumpy." Anger flashed on his face,   this student was going to irritate him more than any of them he just knew it.

Part of him wasn't sure what to do,  no student ever really interrupted him or spoke back.   It didn't take him long to start the lesson.  Instead of targeting the normal students,   he kept selecting miss attitude.   Which every answer she got correct without hesitation.  Finally he called on her once more to demonstrate a spell.

She groaned lightly before walking in front of the class.   She ready her wand and followed his instructions but nothing happened.  She repeated once more and again nothing happened.   A smirk appeared on his face as she made an irritated face.   "Ah!  These toothpicks are freakin useless!"   He grunted lightly when she slammed the wand into his stomach.   She spoke in a ancient language,  the object was reacting to her as she held her hand out towards it.

Schuyler just looked at the new student,  she was using magic without a wand or any magical instrument.  The object was doing exactly what he told her to make it do.   She just stop casting the spell,   the object returned to normal.  She just grabbed her wand from the professor and mimicked the smirk he had before the completely stunned face.

As she made her way back to her seat,   she used her wand to pull her hair back into a messy bun.   Sticking it through the middle to stay in place.   The room was just staring and whispering about what they just saw.   "I never told you to sit down."  Schuyler plainly told her,   folding his arms over his chest.


"Oh my Gods!  You seriously need to get laid,   you freakin sadist."   She told the grumpy teacher.   Gasps from students followed by snickers shortly followed her comments but instantly stop when he looked around the classroom.  For the rest of the class,   he had her demonstrate everything he thought the class over the semester.  The more she cast the spells her way the more he was impressed by her magical ability.
     

He slightly turned his gaze away from the new student,   he found himself eyeing her curves.   She was well proportioned in every way,  her hair even pulled into a messy bun was enchanting in color.  He seen blondes before but never so pale it was nearly white.   Her blue eyes never showing any tiredness from the massive amount of casting he was forcing upon her.

He sighed in relief when the bell rang out signalling the end of class.   As the other students began to pack and leave the room,  she went to her desk but then stopped.  She turned back to the grumpy teacher and with the same attitude as before,  she spoke.   "Can I go now or shall I mop the floor master?"   He just glared at the girl.   "Get out."  He plainly told the teenage girl before leaving himself.

Saria made a face as she walked over to Rima and Talia.   "He seriously needs a good tumble."  She told them plainly as they packed their things and left the classroom.  Thank God it was lunch,  she was starving.