Post by Hina on Jul 18, 2006 21:16:01 GMT -5
Hina walked down the poorly lit hall. She wore a simple blue polo shirt and a long wavy shirt that went to her ankles. She wore simple white sandals. Her hair was flowing down to her shoulders. Hina held a large bag in her hands in front of her. She looked around the hallway. The lights were candles that littered the hallway walls every few feet. There was a shabby red carpet on the floor with many bumps and tears. The floor and wall were stone. Hina's Grey eyes were transfixed on the large archway leading to classroom 11. She opened it and stuck her head in, looking for any sign of life. She saw none and proceeded into he classroom. She sat atop of one of the very large desks and started to empty her pack. This classroom was the only unused one in the school. Almost no one came to it. She needed some time to herself. She took out a notebook and a pen. She flipped through the pages and found an empty one. She hummed and the pen moved to life and started to write on the paper.
"Ms. Tendaii. It's a pleasure to see you... But do you have permission to be in this classroom?" asked Mr. Loomis. his black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and his thin lips became thinner as he looked at her solemnly. But his eyes, his eyes danced. Hina looked up at Mr. Loomis and frowned at first until she saw his eyes. She also tried to keep a solemn face.
"Dear Mr. Loomis. I was only trying to get some peace and quiet. The rest of the school is abustle for midterms." she got off of the tabled and stood, facing him.
"Ah! But, Ms. Tendaii what do you have there? I do not believe that is a book which to study from." he lightly snatched the notebook and glanced at it. "Spell work or poetry Ms. Tendaii?"
Hina frowned in a mocking sad state. "Both, sir. I consider my spell work to be Poetry." she grinned and Mr Loomis grinned back. He handed her the notebook and said, "Ms. Tendaii, next time, make sure no one is in the room."
Hina frowned, thinking she had but shrugged and sat back on the desk, continuing to write.
"Ms. Tendaii. It's a pleasure to see you... But do you have permission to be in this classroom?" asked Mr. Loomis. his black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and his thin lips became thinner as he looked at her solemnly. But his eyes, his eyes danced. Hina looked up at Mr. Loomis and frowned at first until she saw his eyes. She also tried to keep a solemn face.
"Dear Mr. Loomis. I was only trying to get some peace and quiet. The rest of the school is abustle for midterms." she got off of the tabled and stood, facing him.
"Ah! But, Ms. Tendaii what do you have there? I do not believe that is a book which to study from." he lightly snatched the notebook and glanced at it. "Spell work or poetry Ms. Tendaii?"
Hina frowned in a mocking sad state. "Both, sir. I consider my spell work to be Poetry." she grinned and Mr Loomis grinned back. He handed her the notebook and said, "Ms. Tendaii, next time, make sure no one is in the room."
Hina frowned, thinking she had but shrugged and sat back on the desk, continuing to write.