beginnings - hayden

[Abigail Nykhole Perretta]

August 18 - 4:30 PM

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb= style, width: 450px; background-image: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TemplateStuff/Purple3.png); padding: 5 5 5 5px; border: 10px solid #C07DEB;] danger in the shape of somethin' wild stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child tagged: hayden || words: 586 || outfit: clicky lyrics: hot child in the city by nick gilder Nykki was finally finished with the most recent of the blood tests that she'd had to do for Salizar on some of the addicts. The random drug tests were required for those with an addiction to drugs, and she'd just finished testing all the samples that had been taken by Chris previously. Thankfully, every sample this week had come back clean. None of them had relapsed in the last week. She smiled as she wrote down the last result next to the number on her sheet. It was anonymous on her sheets, she didn't know which students were which, only Salizar and Chris knew which vial belonged to which students. That way, everything was done fairly. She smiled as she closed the folder and stuck it into a filing cabinet located in the office of her lab and locked it before sticking the key in her desk, locking her desk, and then taking her keys to put them in her pocket. She then grabbed a stack of papers on her desk. Grabbing a pen, which she stuck into her hair, she headed out of her office and to the teacher's lounge. She'd grade the papers from her chemistry classes there, where she wouldn't be locked in a smallish room with no noise at all. It unnerved her to be so alone. At least in the teacher's lounge, it was open and inviting, she could sit in a chair with a clipboard and grade papers if she wanted to. So when she entered, that's exactly what she did. She moved to one of the cushy sofas off to the side of the room and sat down. She crossed her legs indian style and set her papers beside of her and pulled her clipboard out from under them so she could begin to grade the worksheets and tests and such, using the short coffee table in front of the sofa to stack graded papers on in assorted stacks. With her answer guide propped on one leg, she went through the tests, several at a time, marking the answers right or wrong and then counting how many of each and writing it on the front. When she heard a noise behind her, she raised her gaze, smiling slightly as her ponytails whipped around her head and she spotted the other teacher. She smiled brightly, tilting her head. "Hello," she said easily. It wasn't one of the teachers that she had met, but she hadn't left the lab much either. The only times she left during the day was when Alaric came in and dragged her out by force, which was at least once a day so that they could go to lunch or something. She shifted her weight to turn to see the male whom had just walked in. "I'm Nykki... the new Chem teacher and lab technician. I don't think we've met, and if we have, I'm so so sorry, but I can't seem to remember your name." Though she didn't think that they had met because she didn't recognize his face at all. She put her pen on her clipboard and set it down on the table in front of her before rising up and darting forward enthusiastically, holding out her hand for the male to shake, still smiling slightly. "What's your name?" One might wonder just how old this girl was, for despite how she looked, she seemed to be acting exceptionally child-like. hot child in the city runnin' wild and lookin' pretty template by emrysdaelan @ caution 2.0 keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off

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[Hayden Oliver Livingston]

Hayden had just finished working on a lesson plan. Lesson plans were not something he was that big on, preferring to be spontaneous when he could. But, some planning was needed so he knew what he wanted his students to learn that year. He knew many would think his teaching style was strange, unorthodox, crazy even. However he found it helped him to reach his students, helped him to connect. Hayden was always trying new things, trying to do what he could to make class fun, not only for himself, but for his students. Kids learned better, retained more information when they were having fun. If a teacher just stood in front of the class and lectured, more than half the class was not paying very close attention, he thought. And some had probably fallen asleep. He knew he would have. Hayden scribbled one last note down on the piece of paper. It really was like chicken scratch. Only when he tried hard, which, was when he knew someone other than himself was going to be reading it did he bother to try to write neatly.

He put his papers, his pen, and his laptop into his bag then fastened it. Getting out of his chair, he grabbed his hat off the desk, placing it on his head; then grabbed his blazer off the back of his chair and put it on. Hayden's eyes did one quick sweep of the room, looking for anything either he, or one of his students might have left behind. Satisfied he did not see anything, he picked up his bag and headed toward the door. He turned off the lights, closed the door being himself, and pulled out his keys, locking it before putting them back in his pocket. Glancing at his watch, he saw he still had sometime before he had to coach basketball practice. Enough time that he could eat some dinner so that he was not starving by the time practice got done. With that in mind, he walked toward the teachers lounge. Hayden had stored some leftovers in the fridge that he could easily heat up in the microwave. He hoped no one had eaten it or tossed it out, he had taken the time to write his name on it.

Walking into the teachers lounge, he was slightly surprised to see someone else there. And someone he was pretty sure he had not met yet. Hayden was pretty good at remembering names and faces. ”Hi,” he greeted happily, giving the woman a smile. He set down his bag in a nearby chair, and turned to her as she spoke. He extended his own hand giving hers a shake before releasing it. ”It's nice to meet you, Nykki. I'm Hayden. And no, I don' think we've met before. I teach English two and three, Algebra one, and also coach the basketball team,” he replied enthusiastically. As he made his way toward the fridge, he said, ”I was just going to heat up some leftovers to eat before practice. Will that bother you at all?” glancing back at her as he spoke. He didn't want to be rude and heat up the food, making the room smell like it, or eat in front of her if she was hungry. That would be impolite.

OUTFIT

[Abigail Nykhole Perretta]

August 18 - 4:30 PM

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb= style, width: 450px; background-image: url(http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j348/SimiXiamara/TemplateStuff/Purple3.png); padding: 5 5 5 5px; border: 10px solid #C07DEB;] danger in the shape of somethin' wild stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child tagged: hayden || words: 579 || outfit: clicky lyrics: hot child in the city by nick gilder Nykki's smile never faultered as the male approached her and returned her greeting. She raised her hand to take his, shaking it easily. He had a firm grip, that was good. You could tell a lot about a person from their handshake. And while that might sound a little cheesy, or something an old person would say, Nykki had found a lot of merit in it. Of course, it didn't hurt that the first time she'd heard that phrase had been from Gibbs. Hayden, what an interesting name, and if that didn't convince Nykki she didn't know who the male was, his verbal confirmation did. She was abundantly glad about that, she hated to think of the possibility that she could have forgotten something. It was the OCPD in her. While she'd learned to live with it and manage it so it didn't control her life, it was still something deeply ingrained within her that she'd never truly get rid of. "English, hm? I loved English when I was in school. If I hadn't been a science major, I definitely would have gone in to English. I tried to do an English minor... but I got so overwhelmed with my other stuff ins chool that I had to drop the minor." She regretted that too, but there was only so much stress she could handle without going into panic attacks. She'd confided in Ric then, though had only told him that it was a few classes of hers that weren't part of her major... and he had agreed she might want to drop the courses. So she had just dropped the minor and the classes, and everything had balanced back out so that she wasn't quite so stressed. It had made going through school a lot easier after that, but she did miss it on occasion. Now, math on the other hand... the subject was not one of her favorites, yet it was definitely necessary for her chosen profession. There was a lot of math in chemistry and physics and such. "That's an unusual combination of subjects though. Not a lot of people favor both english and math. Something to do with one side of the brain being stronger or something. Generally those who are good at one are not very good at the other." She offered a smile to the other male. "So that must be quite a challenge for you." As for coaching the basketball, Nykki had never really been in to sports of that nature. Give her a good baseball game and a cold beer and she was set. As she thought about that though, maybe she could convince Ric to go to a game with her. That would be fun. And maybe Zar too, and maybe even AJ, and Laura, and Chris, and anyone else! They could have this whole big baseball party going on! She was brought back to the present, however, when Hayden began to say something about leftovers. "Oh no, that's totally fine," she stated easily, smiling slightly. "So you like sports then? Just basketball or do you like other sports too?" she asked. Like baseball. Maybe he could come to the game too! She'd have to see what weekend the Nationals were playing a home game... then she could continue her plans from there. Oh yes... it would be an epic weekend. hot child in the city runnin' wild and lookin' pretty template by emrysdaelan @ caution 2.0 keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off

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