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city_limits_npc (city_limits_npc) wrote in city_limits,
@ 2008-11-20 17:15:00

Entry tags:

clemence alexander, francess penn, isabelle shaw, juliet winters, kathleen forbes, kris michaels, logan guevera, purity storms, rhiannon lee, victoria foxworth

'Sex Ed' Scene
In class, sat Miss Foxworth, school nurse and the subject of many a teenage fantasy, thanks to her uniform. One of the first things the students noticed, as the first piled through the door, was the appearance of a projector in the middle of the room, which the brunette had dutifully prepared with the most relevant of slides for her presentation.

Those who had signed permission slips from parents, would be staying. Those who did not, would probably be getting sent to the library for study.

Victoria would wait to be introduced, however. She had manners, even working in a chaotic place like this. It would be up to Miss Forbes to settle everyone down.

Quite a task, no doubt, considering the propensity for teenager reactions to what all knew was to be spoken about.

[Open to all characters who might have a biology class:]

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forbes_md
2008-11-20 02:14 pm UTC (link)

Miss Forbes finished handing out the hall passes to those who would go to the library for study hall who had no parental consent for today’s subject. The handful of student stood by her. “Don’t forget to check in with the Librarian, Mrs. Starnes. She will have a sign-in sheet for you guys. Please be respectful, and I’ll see you guys on Monday.” She saw them to the door.

She returned to the front of the room next to the white screen hanging in front of the green chalk board. She had passed out the graded lab reports from yesterday back to her students while she took attendance earlier. “Alright class, if you have any questions about your lab grade yesterday, just ask me after class.

“Ok, today we have a special guest speaker, Miss Foxworth. She is here today to teach you about an important subject. We touched on it earlier this week with mammal reproduction, but Miss Foxworth is here to tell you about human sexuality.” She said with a straight face.

“Most importantly she is here to tell you about safe sex. In the 80s we have other things to fear other than getting pregnant these days or nuclear war, we have this new disease called AIDS. It’s not a gay disease; it’s a real disease that can be spread between men and women too. So please keep that in mind.

“Other than that, it’s cool to be responsible, because one day you will have sex. It’s human nature.” She concluded with a thin smile, and then turned to the attractive Miss Foxworth.

“They are all yours.”

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purityzstorms
2008-11-20 03:18 pm UTC (link)

The cafeteria was empty, save for the few students grabbing a quick snack and getting their homework finished before class started. Purity was sitting casually as she opened her can of soda. The noise alone caused people to turn and look at her. She merely looked back, with her attitude, no one was about to say anything. There was a pecking order of course, just like any high school, Water Tower was no different. She may for the most part be a loner, but that was through choice, not because she was a loser. Sipping her drink, she slung her back pack over one shoulder and stood up.

There was no way she was getting another detention for being late to class. It wasn't that she cared, she just didn't want the shit from her parents. Well, if they ever noticed she wasn't home on time. Whatever, it wasn't worth the hassle.

Pushing through the corridor, Purity managed to get to Biology relatively early, setting her bag down and her soda can on the side of a desk she now claimed as her own. A fellow student, some bubbly blond, walked over with a bright smile. "Hey! Looking forward to Prom? Do you have a dress yet?" The girl took a step closer, her notebook a few inches from the table next to Purity. "Uh... You can't sit there." Did she look like she was going to wear a fucking dress? Jesus, where was this chick from, Mars? "But no-one's sitting there..."

Looking up at the blond as she planted herself in the seat, Purity slipped her legs onto the chair the girl was about to pull out. "Seriously. You're not sitting here. Move along." The dark haired girl made a shooing motion before turning to face forward. Theblond walking away with a mumbled, "Freak." Just as Purity whispered, "Idiot."

Now her attention was on Ms. Forbes, although... Damn, wasn't that the nurse? "Ah shit." Sex Ed, this was going to be killer.

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out_of_body
2008-11-20 07:18 pm UTC (link)

One seat over from Purity, a skinny girl with enormous hoop earrings sat, earnestly avoiding eye contact. She wore her stonewashed jacket buttoned up to her chin, as if it might shelter her from the outer world… or being told she had to move. Francess Penn was a strange one. During class she huddled up and tried not to make eye contact with anyone. Well… all classes except theatre, because when she was in character, Fran actually came alive.

A copy of Death of a Salesman was tucked inside the crease of her Biology book, where it usually went unnoticed. Periodically she forgot herself and mouthed the words of character Linda Loman, whose lines she was desperately trying to memorize.

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clemencealex
2008-11-20 07:41 pm UTC (link)

Long blonde hair partially obscured the face of a girl sitting at a lab table by herself. Clemence always got labelled as shy, and maybe she acted like it. In truth, everyone was just so...overbearing with their gossip and their exhausting personalities.

She usually occupied her time scribbling abstract little doodles in the margins of her notes, which she tried to record dutifully...her attention and eyes just happened to wander off to more aesthetic things of their own accord. The blonde was situated behind Francess, and the corner of a book caught her attention.

Clemence leaned over the table to catch a peek. "That one's almost too depressing to read, isn't it?," she remarked before she could stop herself. She chewed anxiously on the eraser of her pencil after the words were uttered. "I mean, afterwards I was afraid I'd end up like Willy."

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purityzstorms
2008-11-20 08:28 pm UTC (link)

Maybe it was because she could sense the way the girl was avoiding her, whatever the reason, Purity was deliberately watching the girl in the hoop earrings. Her can of soda was lifted and she took a sip before setting it back down with a bit of a bang. Oops, did she disturb the class? Rolling her eyes, Purity turned to watch what was going on.

Demonstrations in Sex Ed? Well, she'd always had speculations about the nurse but hell, who knew it would be true? Slender fingers toyed with the cuff of her shirt before she got bored and started to casuallygraffiti the desk instead.

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out_of_body
2008-11-20 08:50 pm UTC (link)

Francess, having been busted reading her play, sat up a bit. "Oh..." Then it dawned on her that someone outside of drama class had actually read and formed an opinion on Death of a Salesman, and her face lit up. "I like it. I'm reading for the part of Linda next week."

She tucked a piece of hair behind her earlobe and spun in her seat to face Clemence. "For the monologue at the end, do you think I should cry or... look hopeful?"

She cut a glance at Purity, whose every movement made her jump like a terrified rabbit for some reason. Though they'd never spoken before, Francess lived in fear of that moment the way some people feared tax auditors.

But all that was interrupted as a giant cucumber got wedged into her Bio textbook, and a condom wrapper crinkled as it landed on her desk. Fran's mouth fell open. "Is she serious?!"

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clemencealex
2008-11-20 09:06 pm UTC (link)

Clemence's pencil traced idly over her college-rule notebook paper. "Well," she said slowly, carefully considering the questions. "It depends on if you really wanna strike that sad note. Because to me, hope is more sad than tears because...hope is like drawing out the inevitable."

The blonde shrugged as her eyes met Francess'. "But I mean, I'm no actress or director or anything."

She looked down at her own...learning aids and wrinkled her nose as she gingerly picked up the condom with the very tips of her thumb and index finger. "Why is it so...shiny?"

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out_of_body
2008-11-20 09:50 pm UTC (link)

Francess frowned and leaned over Clemence's desk. "The wrapper or the actual condom?" Hers was plain blue and a label that read 'spermicidal lubricant'. She hadn't ever read the nutritional values on prophylactics, but she wasn't about to use her mouth, as Ms. Foxworth suggested.

"Maybe so they can dangle them like fish lures," she suggested, setting her books aside to concentrate on the task. Once her condom was unwrapped, Fran rubbed her thumb and forefinger together and made a face at the texture of the gel. She had to hold the cucumber between her knees to get the condom on, which made her feel profane, and she wasn't entirely sure it wasn't inside out.