✿Teach me about Love✿ (BXB) ( Semi-Advance!) Teacher needed!

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    ""Let the wind carry us
    To the clouds, hurry up, alright
    We can travel so far
    As our eyes can see


    We go where no one goes
    We slow for no one
    Get out of our way


    I'm awake when up in the skies
    There's no break up so high, alright
    Let's make it our own,
    Let's savor it


    We go where no one goes
    We slow for no one
    Get out of our way....."



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    Kendall Daimond


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    The soft thud of Kendall's footsteps echoed down the empty hall. Kendall was walking towards the classroom where his first tutoring session would be held. He wasn't doing very well with his grades, and he didn't know why, lack of motivation? Distraction? Well either way, he was failing all of his classes and his parents didn't like the fact. So of course they did something about it, and Kendall didn't like it, one bit, at all. He grumbled curses and words of hatred as he walked down the hall, trying to be slow as possible. A couple minutes late would be a couple less minutes of torture. He sighed and fixed the beanie on his head. "This is so stupid.."he grumbled one of his many complaints as he took slow steps. Did he have to do this? Isn't there another way? His footsteps got slower as he approached a big sliding door to lead into one of the classrooms. At the top there was a name tag at the top. "Mr _____" it said at the top. All he personally knew about the teacher was that he was relatively new to teaching, and he was pretty young too. Kendall looked at his watch, he was already five minutes late. Knowing his parents would killl him if he was too late, he entered the room looking around "hello??"he called out, gazing around the room with his bright blue eyes. He brushed a bit of his blonde hair out of his face stepping into the cold room. It smelled nice and fresh. He looked around in search for his tutor.



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    [font=georgia] If you stuck with me and read this whole thing thank you so much! :)
    And if you plan to rp with me I look forward to it!!!! :D


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    Zane Richards


    Zane Richards stood on a chair, cussing under his breath as he reorganized the textbooks in his classroom. Why did he even bother trying to get his students to put them back neatly? Each book had a cover on it in a varying shade of the rainbow and they each had a number ranging from 1 to 33. The numbers made it easy to tell what order they went in, and the colors just helped everything look a little less bland and boring. But, the terrible thing was that apparently he was the only person who cared about the order. He wanted to make sure everyone got the same book every time, he made sure every student had their own number, so that he could tell when someone was writing in there book. But the number system was more of a problem than anything when it was just messy, driving him insane until the end of the day when he could fix it all.


    Zane jumped a bit, taking a second to re-catch his balance as he heard someone speak. His blue eyes darted around for a second, thinking of who it could possibly be. Wait. He was tutoring Kendall starting today. Well, it was a great thing he had stayed behind to fix things up, wasn't it? He would have probably left without remembering the boy was coming at all. He stepped down from the chair, putting on his teacher smile and turning to face Kendall, acting like he wasn't just scared out of his skin by him coming in. His eyes darted to the clock on the wall, instantly registering the time. "Ah, there you are. I was starting to worry." He hoped his voice didn't sound like he was lying. Lying was an art, and he wasn't an art teacher. In fact, he had failed an art class when he was in high school.

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    OOC: Alright, thank you :)


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    IC: Kendall nearly jumped himself when the teacher jumped. He watched him silently get off of the chair, as it seemed like he was currently rearranging books. Good thing this teacher wasn't one of those people who just sit around and wait until you come and then lecture you for being late. Atleast he was patient and decided to occupy himself. To those thoughts Kendall had no idea the teacher forgot about their meeting. But he noticed the teacher glance at the clock. But he didn't suspect in the slightest that the teacher forgot. "Sorry Mr. Richards..."Kendall mumbled as he placed his backpack in a seat behind a desk. He looked over to the books, and then to the board. Seeming to study the farmiliar area. The air had a fresh scent to it. And the furniture seemed to be newly rearranged. "Um.."he shifted on one foot to another awkwardly in silence for a moment before deciding to invite himself to sit.



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    Zane blinked as Kendall apologized. Alright, so apparently he had believed the little white lie. Excellent. He pulled over his desk chair, sitting down next to Kendall. He had always hated sitting across from people. It just kinda messed with him. But, then again, lots of things messed with him. "Alright, so we might as well get right to it. Is there anything in particular you-" He bit his tongue, catching himself before he asked if he sucked at anything. The terrible thing about being a teacher was you had to be professional. "That you need some extra help on?" He finished, cocking his head slightly to the side and raising an eyebrow.


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    IC: ".......Hm?"Kendall turned his attention towards him once he finished his question. His mind immediately started wandering as the male spoke, showing how short his attention span was. Well he was being distracted mostly because he didn't want to be here. But as soon as he realized he was being spoken to, he snapped back into reality. "Oh! Um...Er..."he looked down in though, as he tapped his fingers against the desk rhythmically. He gnawed on his bottom lip a little as he kept thinking. "Geometry, Social Studies..."he murmured gently, glancing at him with his dark brown eyes. His blonde hair slightly falling over his forehead, but only to be pushed back by a free hand.
    Kendall soon decided to reach over and open his backpack, to pull out some books. Also some pencils and free lined, scrap paper. Because why not? He sighed softly before looking back up at him. He didn't really remember what subject Zane taught, because he knew Mr. Richards taught multiple subjects.



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    Zane watched Kendall move, studying him. He had been able to tell he was starting to zone out, something he had learned to do after only a few classes. Science was usually a fun class, but only after you went over rules and basics. And basically everyone zoned out in his math class. Even he zoned out in his math class, and he was doing more in it than anyone else. He was pretty sure Kendall was in his science class, but he honestly wasn't sure. He had too many classes with too many students to memorize all of them in each period. "Let's start with Social Studies then. Math tends to make me go brain dead after a bit." He chuckled softly at his own joke, something that had become a habit when people stopped finding him funny. Forget them, though, he was hilarious. "So, what are you learning in Social Studies? The current topic might be a good place to start." He ran over everything he knew about Social Studies in his head. It wasn't as much as he knew about science, but it was enough.
    Probably.


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    IC: Kendall couldn't help but smile a little at the teacher's first statement. Atleast they seemed to share something in common. And Mr. Richards did seem much more nice than the previous teacher who had his place. Now that he thought about it, he did have science class with Mr. Richard. It was hard to pull him and his subject out of the sea of alternate teachers and subjects in the school. Kendall was actually okay at Science, he got a B, C average. Well atleast he thought it was okay, his parents and other teachers thought otherwise. "Um..."Kendall said once more, thinking about what they were learning. He lightly tapped the pencils eraser against his lip. Yeah he was a stupid teenage boy, but he wasn't one of those people who chewed on their eraser, that was disgusting.
    "Colonization....and the physical and mental impact of it.."he murmured in though. He actually wasn't completely sure what it was. But he believed this was it. "And imperialism. Though I have no idea what that means.."he added a bit quieter. Yeah...he should really pay attention more in class.



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    Zane bit his lower lip slightly, closing his eyes. It had been a while since he had even thought about social studies, but he could remember some things. He had an excellent memory for facts, but events, times, and people that actually mattered always slipped his mind. He glanced down at his left arm, seeing the left-overs of the notes he had written on himself earlier in the day. He saw the faint outline of the note about Kendall's tutoring session, which had been washed away with the rest of the ink. Yeah, that would have been helpful to write in sharpie.


    He stood up, his mouth moving ever so slightly as he walked over to the whiteboard. He quickly wrote everything he knew about imperialism, erasing and condensing it until he got the closest he could to a book definition.


    a policy or practice by which a country increases its power by gaining control over other areas of the world
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    the effect that a powerful country or group of countries has in changing or influencing the way people live in other, poorer countries


    He glanced at his handwriting, looking over it. A small frown grew on his face, and he wrote underneath that.


    the extension or imposition of power, authority, or influence


    He drew a single line under the bottom part, nodding slightly. It seemed to sum everything up pretty well. "I think that's a fairly solid definition of Imperialism. Yo might want to jot it down really fast." He turned back to Kendall, smiling.


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    IC: Kendall blinked as he watched his tutor stand and walk to the board starting to write on it. He noticed the smeared ink on his arm barely and wondered if he teacher had been writing on himself. Kendall was silently refraining from asking anything about it. He waited until he was done before grabbing the sheet of paper he put out on the side. He then nodded as Zane looked at him and told him to write it down. And he did just that. His handwriting was actually neater then most teenage boys. Kendall couldn't help it, he wasn't the most organized and neat person, but he always wanted his handwriting to be neat and legible. It was beyond his comprehension why though. He kept writing, at a fast pace until he finished he put his pencil down. Suddenly a question came to mind that he was just curious and decided to ask. A small not on topic question wouldn't hurt right? "Um, quick question. How old are you?"he asked softly.



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    Zane raised an eyebrow at the question. "I'm 25 years old." He said, tucking his hands into his pockets. He had heard the question quite a few times, most students and even a few teachers hadn't believed him when he said he taught there, thinking he was some senior making a joke. He usually turned a question on his age into a chance to tell his students that if they worked hard they could be out of college, and school in general, and still be able to be young when they were done. "Are you just curious, or is there a reason why you're wondering?" He asked, a small, teasing smile on his lips. Of course, he knew that some people asked his age for reasons other than to make sure he was actually a teacher. In every senior class that he said his age, he had heard a girl say that she was turning 18 soon, and in all of his younger classes he heard a few girls grumble. It was flattering, sure, but the last thing he needed was to get fired for doing something with a student. After all, he didn't go through all of those classes just to get kicked out in the first year of teaching.


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    IC: "I-I'm just wondering.."Kendall murmured softly, feeling as if he was getting teased. Kendall was one of those, popular kids in school. Not the jocks, who played football, he rather disliked football and preferred soccer. But of course himself being a boy he did quite a bunch of teasing, and even picking on other people. But it was harmless teasing, but he was careful of course. He knew what too much of his actions could do, he could be classified as a bully and seriously harm people. And he cared a lot about that and didn't want to hurt anyone like that. He was rather kind and friendly towards the nerds and outcasts in the school. He still had a very good reputation still.
    But with teachers, when he got teased, he got all shy. It didn't mean he didn't like the teasing, he rather liked it. He loved nice teachers. It was because He was more use to the mean teachers yelling at him and classifying him as a "trouble maker" like the other jocks. He wanted to scream at them that he wasn't like that at all. But he couldn't help it sometimes.
    "It's just you look really young... We'll you are young, but you look almost my age."Kendall said. Kendall was 17 years old, almost 18.



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    Zane let out a deep breath, his shoulders hunching over a bit. "I wished I looked my age." He grumbled. He ran a hand backwards through his hair for a second. "Young man, what are you doing in the teachers' lounge! Don't sass me, Mister, I will get you detention. Don't wave around that fake badge like you aren't just trying to get out of class. Get out!" He had always done a pretty good impression of angry old ladies, but he was basically a recording of Ms. Murphy. She was as blind as a bat, and had a worse memory for people than he did. How she functioned on a daily basis, he had no idea. He shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. He walked back over to the board, writing down a few more scraps of information he had remembered.


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    IC: Kendall couldn't help but laugh when he gave an impression of the old lady. "Aw man, I'm sorry but that's too funny!"he laughed as he wrote down the extra notes Zane was writing. "You sounded so much like Ms. Murphy."he said. She was his math teacher, and boy did she drive Kendall insane. He put his pencil down once more when he was finished. "She always yells at me and tells me to sit up straight. She also calls me a 'hooligan'..She once shouted at me in class because she thought I was trying to touch Emma's butt. I wasn't even sitting close to her! I had just dropped a pencil!"he said. He knew how fake that sounded but it was true! He wasn't even into girls! But then he realized he had been talking to a teacher like he was a student also all of this time. Kendall quickly became quiet and overcome with embarassment. "Um..don't tell her I said that! She'll suspend me if she does."he said quickly laughing nervously.
    "Um, heh, Who was the President of the United States during the Spanish-American war?"he suddenly asked, wanting to change the subject quickly. Besides, he didn't know this either and he knew it was mentioned in class.



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    Zane rolled his eyes. "Ms. Murphy is literally my least favorite co-worker. Don't tell her that or she'll probably beat me to death with a ruler or something. Not that she thinks I'm a teacher. To this day she still yells at me to get back to class during my lunch break." He chuckled softly, looking up at the ceiling for a second. He glared at is as he thought through Kendall's question. "I believe it was President William McKinley." He did a quick second run through of his thoughts before nodding. Yeah, that was him. He was actually pleasantly surprised with how much he remembered from high school.


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    IC: Kendall only smiled at his response. He was already liking this teacher! He was easy to get along with and friendly too! And it was almost like Zane didn't mind being talked to so formally. Kendall chuckled "Don't worry, I wont."he said and looked down writing down the name of the president to study later. They did have a test on this coming up soon and he needed stuff to look over, but once the time came he was rarely motivated for studying. "Thank you.."he said with a soft sigh closing his eyes for a moment. He yawned and rubbed his own forehead a little before leaning back and stretching. He looked over at his paper once more. "Hmm...Er. What date did that war take place?"he said. He knew this guy wasn't really a social studies teacher, so he shouldn't be asking him that stuff. "Um you know what. I'll just look that up myself.."he reached into his backpack and pulled out his book. Geeze, that book was huge... He hated carrying it around.



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    Zane looked back at the ceiling for a second before shaking his head. How did he not know this? Everything else was an easy find in his head, but the date was no where to be found. He shook his head, moving to sit behind his desk. He quickly pulled out his cell phone, plugging in the question, just to satisfy his own curiosity. According to Wikipedia, it went between April 25, 1898 and August 12, 1898. He never let his students use Wikipedia, but it was handy for him when he needed facts fast without sifting through websites. Did that make him a hypocrite? He blinked for a second before almost shaking his head. No, his students would be using Wikipedia for papers that they should have already known all the information for. They should have had notes to use. He stood back up, slipping his phone back in his pocket before walking over to stand next to Kendall.


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    OOC: Hahaha oh my gosh that is so real XD


    IC: Kendall was flipping through the pages of the book. He gave a sigh and cursed under his breath as he had to look back at the table of contents multiple times. He didn't see Zane pull out his phone and consult to Wikipedia for the answer, but if he did he would probably laugh and ask for the answer to his question. But nevertheless he found the page about the date and jotted it down as a note. He would've used his phone, all other teachers liked their students to use their books so he just assumed Mr. Richards probably would recommend him to use it too. "Alright.."he sighed as he closed his book. Kendall's mind suddenly started wondering off to whatever other stuff he could think of thinking off and not the tutoring. He honestly just wanted to get to know Mr. Richards more and talk to him. Was that weird? If people knew he thought of his teacher like that would they think he was weird? Well, it was true! And in Kendall's mind the guy looked pretty good looking also.
    Kendall nearly jolted in his seat. Woah woah woah! He couldn't think of a teacher like that!



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    OOC: That was probably the most in-character thing I have ever written cx


    IC: Zane leaned forward, bracing his palms on the table in front of Kendall. "So, any more questions that I might be able to answer before I go on to write down some stuff on Colonization?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he studied him. He could have sworn the boy jumped, although it could have easily been his imagination. His brain had a way of making it seem like someone was happening, even when it really wasn't. His blue eyes searched the boy's face for a second, his own face expressionless all of a sudden. No, it must have been his imagination messing with him. He smiled gently, able to feel the corners of his eyes crinkle a hint.