manic monday {music class}

[TEDDY MUNROE]

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It wasn't like Teddy to be early for work, in fact it wasn't like Teddy to be early for anything. He had been born late so it only made sense that he carried on the tradition through life. But this particular Monday morning was different. He was early. And not just the odd five, ten minutes early. He was an hour early. Which was why he was sitting in the music classroom head in his hands trying to shake off a hangover from the night before. Amnesia wasn't good for him. He was a teacher now, not a rock star. He needed to get his act together.

Groaning into his fingertips he slowly slid off his desk and onto his feet, dragging them across the room to the tap to get a glass of water - basic hangover cures 101 should have been his class, not music. But then, he reasoned with himself, half the students in his class were probably hungover anyway. So what did it even matter. Shuffling back over to his desk he threw himself into his chair and sighed at the relaxing position he had found himself in. Maybe he could just fall asleep...no one would notice. No. Stay awake.

Groaning again he swung himself round so he could lean on his desk, the papers and plans for the class ahead becoming scrunched up under his weight. Could he really do this? Teach kids about music? He never had any lessons, and he wasn't so bad...but then he could have been better. He could have been a rock star, famous. Not now, but at least it paid well.

Sighing again he leant back in his chair, propping his feet on the wooden desk as, finally, the bell rang for classes to begin. Would anyone even show up? Would anyone recognized him? How embarrassing if they did.

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[OAKLEY JAMES]

Oh yes, Oakley James had heard about this Professor Munroe. All good things of course. Him being a music teacher, a sexy music teacher, only made her want to see if he was all he was cracked up to be. Of course, a problem arose: She was not in his class or any music class whatsoever. Oh well, it hadn't stopped her from getting what she wanted before.

With that, the brunette snuck away from her own classes for the day and made her way down to the Hall of Music, which was across campus, but this Munroe man seemed pretty worth it. Smiling as she saw his room number after a few minutes of walking, she quietly pushed open the door and looked inside. At the front, she saw the man sitting on his desk. She knew just b looking at him he was hungover. The droopy eyes, slouched body...It all screamed "Rough night". However...those dimples? Damn....

Smiling slyly, she pulled out a bag of asparagus and two alkaseltzer tablets from her messenger and made her way towards the front of the room. "Rough night, professor?" she said, dropping the two tablets in his water and tossing the veggies onto his desk. "I know your pain. It being the first day of classes and all...Everyone was out partying. I read somewhere alkaceltzer and Asparagus helps the nausea and headaches..." she said, winking at him before sitting on his desk, looking at him. Sticking out a hand for him to shake, she said in a quiet tone "The name's Oakley." He didn't have to know she wasn't attending his class, right? What he doesn't know wont hurt him? No, it could only help. 

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Ugh. First day of music class. Not something she really looked forward too. Whatever, though. Playing the violin was something that was calming. After rolling out of bed, she realised she had fifteen minutes to get ready and make it to class. Whoops. Quickly pulling on a pair of grey skinny jeans, and a teal tank top, Anna rushed into her bathroom, brushed her hair, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and ran out of her dorm after quickly pulling on a pair of Vans shoes, and grabbing her backpack.

She was hoping there wasn't gonna be too much work today, or...much of anything. First day of high school was always rules and stupid "get to know you" papers. Ugh. Slinging her backpack over her shoulder while walking, she sprinted down towards the music hall. As she got close enough, she slowed to a walk to quit panting. Running was not her thing. At all. Especially when it was running towards class. Ewww.

Once she arrived at the correct room, she opened the door, her eyes immediately going over to the brunette sitting on the desk, and then the professor. What? ... Anna wondered if she had walked in on something she shouldn't of. Hell, she didn't know the girl; nor had she ever seen her. Maybe that was the professors girlfriend? Who knew, not like it mattered to her. Finally she took her eyes off the scene and sat down near the front, setting her backpack beside her.

Eyebrow raised, she sat silently. Just waiting to see what all was going to happen. This girl definitely did not seem like the music-type. Then again, neither did Anna. Reaching down and unzipping her backpack, she grabbed out a blank piece of paper and pencil, occasionally glancing to Professor Munroe, then to the brunette before looking back down and drawing on the paper. Maybe she should go introduce herself...but if she was interrupting something, she was just gonna wait....

[TEDDY MUNROE]

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Teddy Munroe look up from his desk at the first arrival. He smiled polietly at he and was pleasently surprised when she presented him with a hangover cure. He chuckled to himself and gratefully took the drink she had just pul the pills into. Not trying to poison me, I hope! he said with a smile as he downed the drink in one, making a grotesque face at the teaste in his mouth. He would have preffered to remain hungover.

Never-the-less he nodded a thanks to the girl and took her hand to shake when she introduced herself. That's a very pretty name, he said, his lips curling into his trademark half-smile. I'm Professor Munroe...but you can call me sir if you like, he said shaking her hand gently before letting her fingers slip through his. I'm kidding, you can call me Teddy, everyone else does! he added, winking at her before indicating for her to take a seat.

It was only then he noticed another girl enter the room. Not quite his type but equally as pretty in her own way. He walked up to her desk and perched himself on the edge, looking down at her notebook. and you are? he asked, putting his hand down on her notebook to get her attention. He didn't want people to disrespect him just becaue he was young. He was the only one who knew what he was talking about.

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[OAKLEY JAMES]

As he opened his mouth to speak, she immediately felt she had done the right thing by coming here. He had a British accent. And, for some reason, she was very attracted to that about him. Laughing a little as he was skeptical about whether he was just being friendly or trying to poison hi, she shook her head in protest and replied with a "Why would I do that? I'd have to get to know you before I killed you. You know, you gotta have reasons for that sh.t....I mean, that sorta thing." 

As he took her hand, she pretended to be blushing as he said she had a pretty name. Of course, she knew that, though it was nice to hear it from a man. Normally guys were put off by her name because it wasn't like "Sally" or "Jane". You know, common names and such. Letting er had linger in his before letting go, she smiled as he joked about his name. Even if he preferred Sir, she wouldn't have called him that. She'd give him a pet name. His at the moment? Dimples. "Well, Teddy, it's nice to meet you. You have the cutest dimples by the way....Your name fits you." she said before backing away to leave. 

Oh no, he wanted her to sit down...
Biting her lip, she looked at her watch and realized there was no way she could make her other class that morning. "Might as well..." she muttered under her breath before taking a seat by Annabel. Hopefully she didn't need an instrument. How would she get out of that one if she did? Sighing, she leaned over on her elbows on the desk and looked up at Mr. Munroe as he talked to the other girl in class, thinking of ways to get out of this mess she was in and to be frank, get into the handsome brunette's pants.

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Anna had let the other conversation grow into background noise as she continued to doodle. She loved drawing, and for awhile, thought of going for a major in art, but decided against it. Realizing that the teacher was now.../right there/, she glanced up, a almosttt scared look on her face. Not what she was quite expecting....she blinked, trying to form the words she needed.

"My name is Annabel Reich," She finally managed, raising an eyebrow at him. He seemed kinda young; maybe too young to be a professor. Rather attractive, but he was the teacher, and she wasn't gonna look much further into him than that. The teacher. "..hope I wasn't supposed to bring an instrument, I figured...since today was the first day and all.." Anna mumbled, looking back down at her paper for a moment, then back to Professor Munroe. And who was this other chick?

I mean, really? If she was a student...she was awfully flirty. Glancing in Oakley's direction for a moment, then back to Teddy. "You're uhm, Professor Munroe, oui?"

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Teddy chuckled when Oakley complimented him, very unprofessional, but he found he didn't mind. She was very pretty after all. He smiled at her as she made her way over to a seat and sat down. He winked at her and crossed his arms over his chest, moving away from Annabel and perching on the edge of his desk as he listened to her speak.

Nah, don't worry about bringing anything for the first week or so, we're just gonna do some basic exercises and stuff before... he smiled and nodded his head, reaching over his desk to pick up his drink. He watched the two girls for a moment and then pulled up both of his sleeves checking the time.

Well if anyone was planning on arriving it was unlikely they were going to do it today. Well this looks like it's going to be a successful first class, anyone wanna just skip and have a free period? Or we could just have a 'jam' session.

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[OAKLEY JAMES]

Maybe she was being a bit forward. After all, he was a teacher, a man whom she had just met, and also he was about, oh, I don't know, nine years older than her. Then again, had it stopped her before? THis was Oakley James we were talking about, the girl that did everything to get her father's attention. That meant she had to screw a few teachers back in high school. Why not now? The best thing was, she was legal, and it wasn't like he was ACTUALLY her teacher. Shrugging off her conscience, she smiled up at the man before her as he talked to Annabel, resuming her thinking on how to get him to hang out with her one day.

Woah, woah, jam session? Sure, the brunette had sung to the radio and in the shower, but she wasn't the music type. Did she have a relatively okay voice? She liked to think so, though one could never tell by the way Oakley held herself on a pedastool. Biting her lip, she then avoided his eyes and began tapping nervously on the desk. Maybe she should tell him she wasn't actually a student of his? No, he'd probably be one of those liar-haters that would never let her live it down. That was the last thing she wanted.

"Why don't we get to know eachother somemore?" she said, directly to him without bothering to give Annabel a second look-over. She was not too happy with the other girl being there, but she didn't want to seem rude. Mr. Munroe probably didn't like bluntness either. Sighing she turned to smile at the blonde before saying "All three of us. With it being the first day and school and all, we should get...closer." she said with a wink towards Teddy. Oh, Oakley, what are we going to do with you?

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Phewww. She really didn't wanna run back to her dorm to get her violin. Sitting back against her chair, she closed her notebook, glancing to Oakley. Was she really in this class? There was no way. She wanted to call her out, but who cares. She didn't wanna be alone with Mr. Munroe. Nothing against him, and she doubted he was some creepy perv. Anna just preferred not to be alone.

"Ohh, that'd be awesommeee. I call pianoo!" Anna grinned, almost bouncing in her seat. There had to be more people signed up for this class. She was shocked that it was really only the three of them. Hearing Oakley's suggestion made her calm back down though. Ugh, bleh. Get to know one another. "Uhmm, sure," She agreed half-heartedly. Really, she wanted to go play piano. But, it was up to the professor really. Watching Oakley for a minute, her eyebrow raised in suspicion. Really? ..../really/?

Whatever. Anna looked back down at her closed notebook, wondering if leaving was going to be the best idea. It wasn't like Mr. Munroe was bad, or anything..but Oakley seemed, well, pissed that Anna was there. Buuuut, Anna wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of being alone with the professor. He was pretty cute, afterall...