Muggle Studies!, Class is in Session!

[Parker Carlisle]

| t a g : m u g g l e s t u d i e s | w e a r i n g : t h i s | w o r d s : 2 4 8 |

Parker sighed deeply at his desk. This wasn't going to be easy, in fact it was going to be extremely 100% awkward. How could he ever teach a class with her in it? There's no way he was going to be able to concentrate, no way in hell. There's not anything he could do about it though, which was the worst part. He half considered cancelling class and staying in bed all day, hiding from the world, but that wouldn't solve anything, he'd still have to face her eventually. With that, he stood from his desk, walked over to the chalkboard, and wrote 'Favorite Muggle Items' on the board.

Parker did mostly everything by hand, using a lot of muggle things. He figured it helped him get to know their culture better. Setting down the chalk, he looked about the room. No students had shown up yet, then again it was about 10 minutes before class even started. He walked over to his '68 Ford Mustang that he had spent the whole morning levitating down from the storage area and leaned against it. He hadn't wanted to bring it down, it reminded him of more awkward things, but it was his favorite muggle item. There's no way he could pull off being excited about that space heater.

He looked at his wrist watch, still some time to wait before students go there. Crossing his arms, he tried not to keep his eye on the door.

((ps, everyone bring your favorite muggle item to class!))

[Avys Winchester]

Oh sweet merciful heaven. Could she even make it through the day? Avys didn't know. Once again, she paused while on her way to class, leaning against the wall and taking deep breaths. She gripped the item in her hand, a favorite muggle item of hers. A bull whip that she had found coiled up at the bottom of her trunk.

How could she even consider going to this class after what had happened just the other day? She had acted like such a little kid, a foolish little girl. Professor Carlisle had to either think she was the craziest broad he had ever had the misfortune of meeting, or he had forgotten all about it. Avys prayed it was the latter, but was sure it was the former.

Shaking herself and firming her resolve, she pushed off the wall and continued on down the corridor. Going down the few flights to the floor where Muggle Studies was held. Although she wouldn't admit it, she dragged her feet a bit while walking, nervous. She didn't want to be the first one to enter class. Oh god, what if she was the first one to get there??

Once the door was in sight, she hung back, swinging the whip nervously in her hand, lightly tapping the wrapped up item against her boot. She watched as a few students entered, some talking to one another, some quiet. Avys bit her lip and bounced on the balls of her feet. She liked Muggle studies. But she didn't want to make a complete fool of herself.

After what appeared to be an appropriate amount of students entered, Avys headed forward and after a moment reached the classroom. She walked to a vacant seat near the middle edge of the room and plopped down, avoiding looking into anyone's eyes. Until she looked up at Professor Carlisle. Oh god. He wasn't looking at her, was he? No, why would he?

But.... Just in case he was, she smiled a little bit. Didn't need him thinking she was crazy or anything. Though, then again. If she was smiling at nothing, she probably was crazy.... I should have stayed in bed today.... she thought to herself. Her eyes drifted from him to the sleek car sitting at the front of the room. She was shocked he had finally brought it down to showcase. Was it because of her?! She snuck another peak at him, wondering if this was for real.

tag: open! || outfit: here || notes: whip is like the kind Indian Jones uses

♥

lets love and risk it all,

[Erik Valkerie]

a red sun rises

Erik trudged up the stairs from his dungeon common room to the first floor for class. When he'd heard about the class assignment, bringing a muggle item to class, he'd written to his mother, asking her to send him something muggle. She'd sent him a model airplane she'd gone out and bought at a muggle store. Apparently, with the use of electricity and a remote control (some kind of muggle wand for the plane) it flew around as you directed.

So Erik carried the odd looking contraption through the school, ignoring the jeering and questions thrown at him. He was a little early, mostly because he wanted to get there and leave the rest of the school behind. Most students in Muggle Studies would like what he brought, so he would be well receipted in there.

He glanced at the door as more students entered the classroom. Almost everyone had a different item to show and tell. Some of the students talked with each other and exclaimed about everyone's items. Erik sat in his seat though, and ignored most other students. He didn't really have any friends in this class. None of his friends were into muggles like he was.

ty sophia

[April Stockton]

April skidded down the hall. Late, late late late. It had taken her forever to chose a favorite muggle item. She had wanted to bring a movie, or a record, but she didn't want to try and bring a record player and she didn't have a television at school that she could bring in. So she had to chose from what she had. It had been a really difficult, then, to pick something. Eventually she had decided on one of favorite vintage fashion magazines, something from the mid 1960s. Of course then she had to find which one she had marked up the least, as she tended to make notes and circle things that she wanted to try to find or make.

She slid through the door with only a minute to spare, looking at the rest of the class with a sheepish grin. Everyone had brought such cool things! She felt a little lame with her fashion magazine, now. One boy had even brought in a toy plane!

Scanning the class she located Avys and slipped toward her. Oh thank goodness there was still a seat left next to her- she didn't want to sit next to someone else and then get stuck next to them if they ended up stuck where they sat on the first day.

[Maz Colt]

Maz wandered into the Muggle Studies classroom just as the bell rang. She was going to drop the subject this year but decided against since she believed that there was always more to learn.

Walking through the class to sit at the back she didn't notice who was already in the room. She was too intent on the model she was holding. She'd written to her dad begging him to go out and buy her the model of her favourite car that he owned. The man had gone one better, he'd gotten a friend of his who was an expert at charms to shrink the actual car. Looking at it sitting in her hand Maz was amazed that she'd ever fit inside it.

She smoothed her short black skirt then fidgeted a bit with her black and yellow trimmed cardigan before sitting on a seat at the very back of the room. She was eager to learn but she never really appeared to be. She liked to mess with professors heads even if it was in a small way.

After placing the model on the desk she crouched down so that she could see it at eye level. It really was a gorgeous thing the 1967 Chevy Impala, all shiny black and... "If ah could have sex with metal ah'd choose you." She laughed to herself not caring if anyone overheard what she'd said. Sitting back up she flicked her long hair back then looked around to see what everyone else had brought.

[Parker Carlisle]

| t a g : m u g g l e s t u d i e s | w e a r i n g : t h i s | w o r d s : 4 0 3 |

Watching a few students filter through the door, Parker wanted to let himself relax. She probably wouldn't show anyway, it wouldn't be that big of a deal. Just when he was going to let his guard down, that firey golden glint of hair caught the corner of his eye, and instinctually he couldn't help but look over. Yup, there she was, and she was obviously avoiding his eye like her life depended on it. He sighed, deciding to focus on trying to fix the muggle watch on his hand while the rest of the students found their seat. This was going to be a rough class for sure, knowing how subtle he is he would probably blow the whole thing and everyone would find out immediately. Though..there's totally nothing for them to find out anyway. Right? Oh jeez.

As soon as everyone had found their seat, he straightened up and walked up next to the board where the podeium was. "Alright class, I hope everyone brought their favorite muggle item because today is show and tell! Remember to explain what the item is, what muggles use it for, and why you enjoy it in particular." Alright, things were going just fine so far, maybe class wouldn't be a complete wreck. Though while talking he couldn't help but notice his eyes had strayed over to Avys yet again. Quickly correcting himself, he continued on with his lesson. "As you might have noticed, I brought it a car for my favorite item. It's a 1968 Ford Mustang, a car that muggles used to use to get around. These days it's pretty rare to see them driving one around, as most of them have broken down or got lost in the mix. I was lucky enough to find this beauty when I was around your age, and I love it because it's a very beautiful thing of machinery."

He had pretty much run out of words to say, and in a moment of panic he decided it was about time for the kids to start presenting. "Alright, well lets get on with it then! Who wants to go first? How about...Avys?" Oh shit, why had he picked her to go first? He meant to say April, but apparently his mouth didn't feel like listening to his brain right now. Suddenly very nervous, Parker walked back to the car and leaned against it once more.

[Avys Winchester]

Avys forced a smile at April. Not because she didn't like her or anything. It was forced because she couldn't stop to think about anything else than Parker. She nervously tapped her foot, watching as the rest of the classroom filled up with students and their show and tell pieces.

She sat and stared at Parker, listening to his talking about his favorite muggle item, the mustang. Oh, she had only spent a little time with that gorgeous car, but she loved it so much. Was that weird for her to like the car so much? Probably, but that didn't stop her from liking it so much.

Avys perked up when he mentioned her name, her eyes shooting straight at him. Oh sweet Lord, he wanted her to go first? Gulping, she nodded, climbing up from her seat and going to the front of the room. "Hi, yes, well. Although I could not classify this as my most favorite muggle item, it is one of the top ones, and its the only one I had here with me." she held up the coiled whip for all to see.

"This is what muggles call a bull whip. They used it back in the 1800's and 1900's while out working with cows. They used the whip to help guide them across the open fields." she let the coils slip through her fingers until she held onto only the handle. "They would snap the whip to get the cattle moving." she flipped the whip towards the windows, the whip cracking loudly and the curtains fluttered with the ripple.

She looked over at Parker, coiling the whip back up into her hand. "And, that is about it," she nodded and walked back to her seat, sitting down and staring at her desk.

tag: open! || outfit: here || notes: whip is like the kind Indian Jones uses

♥

lets love and risk it all,

[Erik Valkerie]

a red sun rises

Erik watched his fellow blonde classmate as she explained her item. A bull whip? Looked like fun. And the resounding crack was interesting to say the least. As she took her seat, Erik looked over at the professor who nodded to him.

Erik took that as his cue to go so up he got, and headed to the front of the classroom. "Yeah, this is a toy airplane. Life sized ones carry muggles across large distances but this little one doesn't do that. Its only for playing.. Muggles put energy stores into the wand, or...controller," he held up the controller. "With this they control the plane and it flies around."

He glanced over at Professor Parker. "That's about it. It doesn't really have any function. Its just for play" and with that Erik returned to his seat.

ty sophia