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Date Posted: 22:25:55 10/26/06 Thu
Author: Jon
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In reply to: Sara 's message, ">>" on 22:48:18 10/25/06 Wed

Jonathon was more than happy to call everyone to their seats and give Sara a break, he'd have to keep an eye out all period to keep the girls from trying to talk to her or passing notes. He spent the class period talking about William Chaucer and the Canterbury Tales, which they would be starting soon. They wouldn't be spending too much time on it, the Canterbury Tales wasn't really that interesting. It was for that time period, but he'd never been too into them. He had to stop a few of the girls in the class from whispering questions to Sara, always telling them to stop talking or he'd send them to the obvious. They'd all think he was in a bad mood except Sara, he wondered if she knew he was trying to shield her a bit and give her a break. Everytime he reprimanded one of the girls he'd look at her, then keep teaching. He wasn't looking forward to Friday's dance. He was chaperoning as usual but he usually escaped to his room to hide from everyone. Every single female at the dance would harrass him, faculty and students alike. He hated dancing. It wasn't that he couldn't dance or didn't like music, he just got so nervous, even if it wasn't with anyone important. And dancing with students was out of the question. Some of the male teachers did but they were hardly a threat. There would be parents there and they always watched Jonathon like a hawk.

Friday came around and Jonathon sighed as he stood in the empty lobby, decorated elaborately and the dj setting up in a corner. He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants and buttoned up dress shirt, looking casual but formal, his brown hair gelled a little neater than usual. Jonathon sighed, his hands in his pockets, waiting for the students to arrive so he could get this over with.

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>> -- Sara, 22:42:59 10/26/06 Thu
- >> -- Jon, 22:05:10 10/28/06 Sat
  - >> -- Sara, 22:22:03 10/28/06 Sat
    - >> -- Jon, 19:29:26 10/29/06 Sun
      - >> -- Sara, 20:09:53 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 20:27:41 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 20:46:03 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 21:04:15 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 21:23:19 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 22:51:56 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 22:01:31 10/30/06 Mon
        >> -- Jon, 22:16:24 11/09/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 22:26:38 11/09/06 Thu