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Post by amber on Nov 20, 2010 17:41:24 GMT -5
Amber sighed deeply and clicked her nails on the desk she sat at. She hadn't had a single person in that day. No one was sick, no one had cut themselves, no one had even gotten into a fight or had sex. What a rip off. She hated days like this. Days where she stared at her desk top and played solitary all day. She had finished her book Hunger Games three times already. It was due at the Library by now and it seemed that kids took out books all the time and just never put them back.well actually Amber doubted that any of the teens here read. Not that they where bad kids at school or anything. She just couldn't see the girls reading anything but Allure, Seventeen, or Teen Vogue, and for the guys... well She she was sure that they were having fun looking at the latest swimsuit edition. Amber chuckled at the thought of some teen guy looking at a model. One that they would be lucky to ever have. Well everyone but maybe the sex addicts. But hey you never knew right?
Amber pushed away from her desk and walked outside into the hallway. There was hardly anyone around. Most of the teens where in there classes or at lunch, but Amber couldn't help but look around and see if there was a student she knew or another staff member to talk to. Hell by this point she was so bored she would have talked to just about anyone. Even the druggies for heaven sake, and she hated the smell of drugs. Amber turned around and opened the door letting herself back into the office. She looked up at the clock noticing that it was only 1:21 in the afternoon. She had the night shift tonight too, which meant that she would be sticking around until the last person had gone home. Then she would have to drive over to the hospital to do her shift there and then back in the morning she would go. Amber shook her head and walked over to her chair before sitting heavily on it. She rolled herself back over to the computer and started once again to play solitary.
"Man is this a boring day or what." |
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 20, 2010 18:09:32 GMT -5
Max was getting sick of class, and he had only been to the infirmary once. He had gotten overly drunk one day, which never happens hardly. It was his first day here and he wasn't a happy person and he got really sick. After that, he hadn't been here since.
He saw the nurse around a few times, and thought she was cute. So as he sat in class, bored and not in a mood to skip and get in trouble again. He doubled over in his seat and made gagging sounds. He was pretty sure it looked real. He heard the teacher telling him to get out before he puked on his floor.
Max nodded, stayed knelt over until he was out the door and stood straight up and headed towards the infirmary. As he opened the door he smiled a sly grin and sat in the chair. He leaned back, "Hey." He didn't even sound sick, not that he cared about that, he was out of class and now here he was staring at the pretty nurse. Ah, this should be fun.
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Post by amber on Jan 7, 2011 18:07:41 GMT -5
Amber sighed heavily. She knew that she really shouldn’t get to irritated with this but she some how was. A teenager was skipping class and coming into her room pretending to be sick, and though he hadn’t said he was sick he sure as hell didn’t sound it. The only thing this guy was sick of was being in school. Every teenager here was to be honest. She opened her drawer and found a pen and note pad. She clicked the top and started to tap the bottom against the desk. She might as well have a little fun with the kid she guessed. She could give him a laxative and really get him sick if he irritated her enough. Then at least he would be in there for a reason. But she figured she would play it cool and wait. Maybe he really was sick.
“So hunny. What’s your name and what’s wrong with you?”
Amber placed her feet up against the desk and bit on the end of her pen. At least she wouldn’t be as bored sitting in this room all by herself. Amber raised an eyebrow at the male sitting in front of her. She guessed he was about 17, junior, and an alcoholic addict maybe a sex addict too. Though she didn’t know the kids that came into the nurses office she liked to try and guess there age there problem and there year in school. She would find all this out shortly anyways. After she got his name and placed it into the computer system she would know his entire story. |
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Jan 11, 2011 15:54:24 GMT -5
Of course Max wasn't sick. Who actually came to the infirmary? If someone did then they must of been on something. Or not on something. Hell he wouldn't be here if he hadn't known that the nurse was kind of cute. Plus he was Max and anyone who was cute was someone he wanted to meet.
He walked over to her desk and placed his hands on the top of it and leaned over, almost close to her. "I'm Max Sheppard, and nothing is wrong." He shrugged and smiled, okay so it was dumb to say that nothing was wrong but whatever. What was she actually going to do?
Smiling he pushed himself off her desk and leaned against the wall. "Just wanted to see the pretty nurse," he said with a playful grin on his face. God if someone didn't know better they'd think he was a sex addict.
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Post by amber on Jan 19, 2011 19:58:25 GMT -5
Amber sneered inside but keep her face relaxed. She lightly tapped the top of her pen against her lips and picked up her Sodoku book. So he wasn't sick and he was actually going to tell the truth about not everything including the fact that he acted as if he was sick just to skip class. What did he think she was a babysitter? No that was what the teachers and the councilors were supposed to be for. Not her. She was supposed to make sure that the students 'stayed' healthy... even if she had thoughts every once in a while making them sick. Hell she had just thought about giving Max here a laxative. It wouldn't kill him, no... but it would have been funny and it would have given her something to do. That was another thing. She had been bored out of her mind but there was no way she would be babysitting teenagers at least the ones that she didn't already know by know.
"So you just skipped class.... why actually come down here when you could go where ever you wanted?"
Amber placed a number two down in one of the 81 small squares. She continued to place in numbers until the boxes were all filled in before turning to one of the other pages one that was harder then the one she had just finished. She turned and looked at Max for a second. Maybe she could still get him a drink and through in a laxative or two..... But then again if she got caught then she would so get into serious trouble. She thought about it for a moment before standing up and walking around the bend to her personal refrigerator. She had things like soda, food and even liquor in the fridge, only because she herself needed it sometimes and she did get the occasional students who tried to stop drinking all together by them selves and ended up getting wound up here in the office because their bodies couldn't stand the change very well.
"You want something? I got water, Coke, Pepsi, Orange juice, and Ginger ail." |
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Jan 30, 2011 13:29:50 GMT -5
you fuck so goodi'm on top of it Max took a seat and couldnt' help but smile. Most students who were 'sick' didn't come to the nurse. But Max wasn't most students. He didn't think the same ways they did, he had alterior motives for all the things he did. And most of them were to please himself more then anything else. And this time wasn't any different.
"I heard the nurse was cute. Wanted to see for myself," he grinned and winked. He wasn't one to lie if you wanted to know something he'd tell you. No matter what it is you asked. Which was why most people didn't like him. He told them the truth. Event he bad things.
He shrugged, "You probably wouldn't give me what I want anyway." Which was true, no staff here at this school would give alcohol to an alcoholic. Or would they? Now the temptation to ask was strong so he smirked, "You wouldn't want to get in trouble for giving a patient vodka. Would you?"
when i dreami'm doing you all night tags;amber [/color] words;one seven five[/color] notes;hey[/color] music;crazy bitch;buckcherry[/color][/left] [/size] |
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Post by amber on Feb 12, 2011 17:48:11 GMT -5
Amber scrummage through her drinks in the fridge and came up with two bottles of pepsi. She guessed that it wouldn't hurt any if the kid had something to drink even if it was alcohol while he was her, she would be kicking him out once next bell started anyways. She closed the door and walked over to the counter placing the bottles of pepsi on it. She then opened a cupboard and took out a glass. She opened both pepsis and emptied half of them into the glass. She then grabbed the glass and walked over to the fridge again. She placed the glass into the fridge and grabbed the already used bottle of vodka and the coconut rum. She walked over to the counter refilled the pepsi with the alcohol and placing them back into the fridge again. She walked over to the bottles and screwed the caps on before walking back out to her desk. Amber sat down with a sigh and handed Max the one with the vodka.
"You didn't get it from me though and you have to get out of here when the next class starts." |
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Feb 14, 2011 15:58:54 GMT -5
Max quirked his brow slightly when he watched her pour the drink. Now this was a nurse he liked. Even if he rather of had straight vodka, but then again he could deal with this. For now. He took a sip and smiled. "Well. Maybe I underestimated you," he said with a smirk as he turned his head up towards the ceiling and closed his eyes. But when she said he had to leave he felt a frown pull up on his lips and then he went back to his usually smirk.
"You are going to make me go be bored when I could keep you entertained," he said with a wink. He wasn't one to mess around with teachers, he even frowned upon that. But she wasn't a 'teacher' and she was cute. might as well mess with her while he was here.
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Post by amber on Feb 16, 2011 21:49:38 GMT -5
Amber kept emotionless and looked at the student. "Yup I'm just that horrible aren't I?"
Amber turned to her computer and placed her drink down. She typed a few things into the internet and started to read over an article while she let Max sip on his drink. She was positive that he wanted the stuff straight. She could see it in his expression when she handed him the drink. He wasn't stupid he knew that the drink was mixed, it didn't take a scientist to see that. Amber minimized the internet and opened up a file typed in the password real fast to open the internet and the schools student info. She placed in another pin number before typing in the words Max Shepperd. An old picture came up listed by his grade adverage the classes he had and what was 'wrong' with him. Amber leaned back in her chair and began reading the small bio that was placed into each students Id information. it was quiet stupid and boring that the school would do anything like this. But what ever at least she wasn't the one that had to do all that typing.
"Says here your quiet the alcoholic Max." |
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