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the high school au meme

1. Post with your character with their name and series in the subject line. Optionally: include a small description of what they're like in the AU.

2. Roll 1-19.

or come up with your own scenarios.
3. ???

4. Play out high school AU times.

1. first day

Catch up with old friends, brave new teachers, fight your way through the sea of students, and hope you're in the right classroom. Oh, you're the new kid. Well, that's okay as long as you've got more than enough summer vacation anecdotes to fill ten pages of Times New Roman size 12, single-spaced.

2. first period

You're gonna be late! Or are you already there? Class hasn't started just yet, so chat it up or copy your classmate's homework before the teacher gets here.

3. lesson proper

You're probably diligently taking notes, looking out the window daydreaming or reciting in class, much to your teacher's delight - or dismay. Try not to be too obvious when counting down the minutes and pass that note as discreetly as possible.

4. faculty

Have a bone to pick with your terror math teacher. A crush on the cute chemistry teacher? There might be something you want to ask your homeroom teacher about. In any case, you plan on seeing a faculty member today. Or maybe they plan on seeing you!

5. lunch break

Man, you are starving. Hopefully, today's menu has something good. If the crowded cafeteria's not your thing, try the rooftop.

6. hooky

One of you is skipping class. You should try talking them out of it if that's your thing.

7. detention

What on earth did you do to get this? Oh well. Detention can't be that bad when you've got all these very nice, approachable model students around to talk to.

8. p.e.

Baseball, basketball, dodgeball - no matter the sport, just remember: you are the star. It's you. At least, you hope it is.

9. home ec.

Sewing! Cooking! ... Try not to burn the school down!

10. lab work

Frog dissections! Explosions!

11. school fair/festival

Every school has one of these. What's your class doing this year?

12. theater

Oh boy, oh boy, being the star of this play is your dream. It isn't? Oh. You're still helping with the props and costumes, right?

13. library

If you need to look something up or just want some peace and quiet, this is the place. Whatever you do, shh, people are trying to read.

14. bully

Whether they take the form of Nelson Muntz or Regina George, if you choose to meet them at the gym at four o' clock or else, be ready to face the consequences... or maybe you don't have to. Not when someone's here to help you out. (This can go either way - one of the participants can be the bully or someone helping the victim.)

15. tutor

You're having trouble with a class or you're trying to make up for the days you were absent. It's a good thing someone was nice enough to offer their assistance.

16. clubs

Assuming that you actually have one. Are you writing for the school paper? Part of the student council? The marching band? Maybe you're a member of one of those weird occult clubs or something...

17. prom

Do you have a dress? A date? Who are you voting for prom king? Is being on prom committee is driving you crazy? Do you even care?

18. graduation

Well, it was fun while it lasted. It's time to say those last words, settle those scores and get ready to grow up.

19. roll again/make your own scenario

( from here )

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[He doesn't look up until the teacher speaks, a scowl curling his mouth at the interruption. He's not even doing anything this time, can't he just relax? He's opening his mouth to voice an objection along those lines, but then he gets a better look at the man and the name he's written on the board. His mouth closes, eyes narrowing in a thoughtful squint, before he speaks.]

I thought ya taught history or somethin'?

[No flinching, no change in expression when the other looks up. While he does raise a brow at the motion, he shrugs for a moment, finishes writing the date then sets the marker down, wipes at his hands as he moves over to a desk.] That'll be fourth period, if you wanna change classes.

Teaching both for the year— 'nough of you wanted anatomy. You looking to get into medicine?

[He waves a hand at the offer to change classes, not bothering to hide the face he pulls at it. History? Definitely not his thing.]

I might be. [He feigns nonchalance, then, but the way his arms fold tighter across his chest and how his frown deepens give him away, despite his otherwise relaxed posture. His eyes go out the window, trying to complete the look of indifference that, unfortunately for him, is completely see through.] What of it?

[Casual shrug to that because hey if it ain't your slice of pie, it just ain't. He doesn't call the other out of anything that says differently, just sorts through a few papers with a shake of the head, the very definition of indifference much unlike his counterpart.]

Nothing wrong with that, s'a respectable study. Real helpful. [Taking a paper, he crosses all the way to the back, extending the handout to him.] Syllabus for your troubles.

Any specific field you want in on?

[He looks back to the older man when he holds out the syllabus, eying him a bit before taking the papers from him. He removes his feet from the desk, sitting straight him his chair as he flips through the course outline with an honest expression of interest.]

... ain't sure yet. [He says it grudgingly, like he's reluctant to actually fess up that he's looking into the medical field. He's quiet for a few seconds, then, softer and less defensive:] ... thinkin' pediatrics, maybe.

[Pushing off from the desk in front of him, Booker watches carefully for a moment, takes the reaction in before there's a sincerely look. It's brief because soon enough he's crossing his arms against his chest, lips in a fine line as he hears the answer. A nod and he moves to sit in the very desk he was leaning on, arms not across the back of the chair.] Could help a lot of people with that.

My kid's going after her bachelor's right now - changing majors left and right so she's tried medicine at least twice. [A shrug to catch himself before he goes on rambling.] So just testing the waters right now, huh?

[Brady's interest in pediatrics has a personal root, but it's not like he'll mention that to most people, let alone a teacher. He watches DeWitt as he takes a seat at the desk, unable to help his expression - a mix of confusion and wariness, mostly because he's never had a one-on-one conversation with a teacher like this before. Still, curiosity's there when DeWitt mentions his daughter, but Brady doesn't ask about it. Not his place, he knows that much.]

Yeah, somethin' like that. [He puts down the syllabus once he's done looking at it, folding his arms over his chest.] So why're ya teachin' history and anatomy? Kinda two different ends of the spectrum, ain't they?

Everyone's got a lot to learn from 'em. [He waves a hand in turn, settles it back against the other as he answers.]

You learn from your roots and knowing your body's something that saves. [A shrug as he fixes himself, leans forward so his chest's against his forearms.] Long story short? Guess I'm trying to keep people from making the mistakes I made from not knowing jack all.

[He snorts as he finishes.]

[Okay, this time, Brady can't help his interest. There's a story there, and it's not like Mr. DeWitt can't just shut Brady down if he doesn't want to elaborate. He's the teacher here, after all. He shifts again, moving to rest his arms on top of his desk now, his chin balanced on them as he watches the other.]

That so? Ya got a record or somethin'?

More than whatever's stirrin' in that head o'yours. [Pointing with a quick finger in the other's direction, there's a ghost of a devil in his smile when he flashes it. Part of him's amused by it, the other's ashamed, and whatever's proud of it is buried underneath. He raises a brow to the visible curiosity.] Things I did aren't something you wanna talk about on school grounds.

Believe me, kid.

[Brady gives a grin back, an amused expression. He's not quite sure if Mr. DeWitt's serious about his claim - he's pretty sure people with serious rap sheets can't teach, and it might be just him trying to mess with Brady. Or exaggerating the things he did get up to. Either way.

Still, there is something to that smile...]

I'm shakin' in my boots already. [He wiggles his fingers in a mock gesture, then shrugs his shoulders.] So cleansin' yer immortal soul by makin' sure the kiddies don't do the same, or what?

[He speaks honesty where it's needed, but those words aren't too far of a stretch from the truth. Hopefully Brady never figures that out, even when he's out of this place. God knows no one needs that on their mind. Keeping his face, barely above sincerity but below a bluff when he snorts at the comment, shakes his head.]

God be with the poor sap who tries to 'cleanse' me. [He gets a hand in his hair, shakes his head.] Second part's fair enough, though. Knowing's half the battle, right?

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