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A Real Adult 1x1 rp (@Anna Axle)

Rachel stood right outside the door of the hospital room. She was worried about Ms. Whiteday but she couldn't see her since it was so packed inside. She would wait for it to empty out before she could see her. Rachel didn't sleep from being so worried she blamed herself for what happened she should of just stayed. She bit her lip but instead bit into a gause. They had fixed her lip since Rachel kept biting into it. Doctors rushed from one side to the other. To Rachel it all seemed a blur to her. Once they got to the hospital they had taken her into intensive care and it was strange but a couple of hours after the doctors said she was stable and sleeping. Most of the school girls we're there and glared slightly at Rachel for some reason. She only looked down mumbling 'sorry' as they walked pass her. And now she was there relieved and still a bit sad. Yet a small smile graced her face happy that Ms. Whiteday was alive
 
Ms. Whiteday tried to keep the cute smile all the girls were used too. She could let them go, no matter how much she wanted to see Rachel.


Rachel.


Attempting to stand up, Ms. Whiteday was stopped when the morphine droplet tugged at her arm. Pulling it out wasn't quite the best idea, as a sharp pain shot through her spine. The girls where shock too.


"Ms. Whiteday please get back in bed! You're still low on blood! Don't be so reckless!" They all cared about Ms. Whiteday, more than she did herself.


"I'm sorry girls, but I have to turn you're cute little offers down" she stayed the same as if nothing had just happened. She tried to remember how to walk as she headed for the door, holding her wrist with the other hand.
 
Rachel turned to her left and was shocked "it's best you listen to them..." She whispered averting her eyes away from her. It caused her pain to see her like that. Tears brimmed her eyes "how did you get hurt...? Why?" She whispered lowly clenching her hands as they we're shaking again. "I'm sorry..." She self feeling the need to say it she turned looking at her. Rachel's own skin was pale as her eyes looked a bit too dark. Rachel stood on her wobbly feet and hugged her. "But your ok... Thank the heavens your ok" she whispered smiling a bit as she passes out from the lack of sleep.
 
Passing out on top of her from morphine withdrawal, Ms. Whiteday woke up in the bed she was treated by Rachel for. Her hand stitched, but pale and in pain. Got out of bed again, never realizing it's what causes the worst in the school. She tried to make her way to the kitchen to make herself some tea, a morning routine nailed deep in her subconscious, so she boiled some water over the stove, and went to look for the teabags. Everything was like any other day. Except she doesn't know what happened to her hand, or her room.


((Amnesia))
 
Rachel didn't move from her bed. She was awake and we'll but showed no movement. She stared at the celing and then to her night stand seeing the clock. She had skipped out on some classes and even the nurse said she didn't have to go to school today. Rachel closed her eyes tightly as she rose from the bed and changed and walked out the door. It was time for Ms. White days class and Rachel was nervious she didn't know what happened after she passed out since the nurse brought her back to school and to her dorm. She bit her lip and walked into her seat. She was sitting at the front but in the corner we're she could see out the window. Girls started walking in all of them whispering about the days before event. Rachel tuned them out. She knew Ms. Whiteday was ok and it made Rachel feel better.
 
Ms. Whiteday was walking to class, thermos of tea in her hand, when she met Rachel. That's her name right? Pretty sure she is my class.


Opening the door to the classroom, the students rang out in celebration, popping confetti, and yelling in bliss. Seeing their favorite person alive is more than they could have asked for.


"Hello, girls what is this about?" She asked confused, in a calm collected matter, one that doesn't fit Ms. Whiteday. "Did something happen?" The classroom was quiet, as the teacher went to her desk. "I'll be taking attendance, is anyone absent?" The class was speechless, except for one girl who always had conversations with her.


"Ms. Whiteday, you never take attendance" the classroom agreed unanimously, either through movements or sound.


"Oh is that so? I'm just going off of what the teacher guidelines say." That was the last gallon that held back the flood.
 
Rachel began crying. There was no way it was true. She stood up quickly. "Please tell us your playing a joke" she said looking down. She couldn't believe it. He really had lost her memory. "I-I need to leave. I feel a bit sick" she gathered all her things and walked out the door. Rachel felt sick an let her tears fall again once she walked out of class. How could she forget? Rachel asked herself. She bit her lip and sat in her usual spot after class. She didn't know what to do. What could she do. She felt sick with herself. She closed her eyes calming her breathing and shaking.
 
"Um girls... Is something the matter?" She still hasn't even grasped the tension in the room, but she felt she had a job to do, so she skipped the attendance for the students request, and began to do her work.


"Alright class, please start reading-"she was cut off by the girl from earlier


"What's wrong with you! That girl is crying outside, you both collapsed in a hospital, and you-"


"That's enough, I have job to do, please don't concern yourself with other students unless it's an immediate matter." She turn to the chalk board and began writing down the notes, the class speechless, the girl collapsing on the verge of crying
 
Rachel sighed and wiped her face. She had to start thinking of ways to get Ms. White days memories back. And possibly the only way was recreating that day or talking to her. She wasn't sure but she was starting to build a plan. Rachel smiled. She would have to let all the girls in her class into her plan it had to work... "It has to work... It just has to please let my plan work" he whispered over and over thinking of her plan.
 
Exactly halfway through the class period, Ms. Whiteday instinctively stopped writing. "I'm sorry girls but what is it we usually do at this time?" She seemed to remember one thing, as unimportant be, it gave the class some hope.


The girl who was shot down earlier turned to her friends. "My you girls think that Rachel nerd could get her back? She seems to be the whole reason this started, so she's responsible for taking our Ms. Whiteday away, don't you think?" The vote was one sided, they'll get Rachel to bring back Ms. Whiteday "That would probably work, if she wasn't straight and all" one girl pointed out
 
Rachel stood outside the classroom and she breathed in and then out walking in. "M-Ms. Whiteday?" She called standing by the door ready to run when she tried this one plan. She didn't care at this point about herself she bit her lip one last time and breathed in and then out. "I like girls! And I also like you!" She yelled before she turned red an then ran out the door and just around the corner hiding in the bathroom. She panted her whole body shaking "I-I just hope that worked... If not I just dug my own grave..." She mumbled and slid down the bathroom wall.
 
Dropping the teacup on the ground, the room was silent. The cup shattered. All the memories seemed to be shot back in to her head as if from a gun. She was still processing her words when she screamed out the girls name.


Running to the door fast as possible, jumping several desk, and seeing Rachel crunched over in the doorway, it was all too much. She took the girls chin to face her, remembering she wouldn't do it on her own.


"I love girls"


She kissed her on the lips.


"And I also love you."


She went in for a second, this time grabbing the back of her her head in attempt to give this one full meaning.
 
Rachel's eyes grew wide as she stared and slowly kissed back. This was her first kiss and she wasn't sure how it was suppose to be done. She broke apart panting. Her face was as red as a cherry and she just didn't know other than the words tumbling from her mind "your... You... You finally remember..." She teared up happy and smiling she pulled her into a hug "you remember! Your you!" She said smiling happy that it worked.
 
"I'm sorry I ever forgot" she replied, crying happily. "I promise it'll never happen again." She said hugging her closely.


The students in the backround were still in shock. A girl comes out to the teacher, and the teacher says yes? It's something you might expect from Ms. Whiteday, but for it to be the goody two shoes Rachel? Despite what they called her earlier, the girls were generally happy for the two, deposits their burning jealousy. Ms. Whiteday was an idol to them, and idols can't really be owned. As hypocritical as that might be, they believed it.
 
Rachel blushed red and stared behind Ms. Whiteday. "I-I um... Eh..." She started stuttering again watching all the girls look at them "t-there staring" she whispered her face still red as she looked away to avoid eye contact. She didn't know what to do so she pulled away biting her lip still "there not gonna hurt me right?" She asked a bit worried for when she would go to her dorm to sleep. "I'm not gonna not wake up tomorrow r-right" she said both shyly and scared. She couldn't believe what was happening to around her since it made it seem like a dream.
 
"Don't worry, I'll be sleeping in your room" she reassured her, causing another thunderstorm of 'aww' from the crowd. Most of the girls were very excepting, but aren't over the fact that this girl who barely even talked won the heart of the most beloved girl in school.


The fact that Ms. Whiteday has turned down both teachers and seniors, this girl obviously had something special about her, something probably only Ms. Whiteday could see.
 
Rachel smiled softly "A-Alright... i-i guess that's ok...?" she whispered her face red but still with a smile. She stared at her eyes and smiled once again. "Thank you..." she whispered so only Ms. Whiteday could hear. Rachel felt a bit special but at the same time scared. This would be her first relationship. Rachel didn't know what to do but she did feel happy. That's all that she had in her mind. She wanted to make Ms. Whiteday happy and that is the only thing she could think of. She did feel some of the glares though and they were making her a bit fidgety and bad so she looked back down trying to avoid them.
 
Unable to ignore the staring eyes any longer, Ms Whiteday eventually broken the silence that resonated through the classroom. She turned around to see more than just her class there, she felt obligated to reward them for all their worrying, but she was more serious about Rachel, and she wanted to make her feel special, even if it meant she didn't get to line up the girls for a kissing a booth like before. She was the one in booth, and she didn't charge, if you must know.


"Heh, sorry girls, I guess I'll be cutting class early again" she said scratching the back of her head returning to her old habits, which was enough to make the girls happy enough to scream again. Despite obviously being taken, she was as popular as ever, and now, her and Rachel where talk of the school again
 
Rachel had a small smile in her face as she watched as a certain group of girls stared at her. She could feel how they glared at her. A small whisper reached her ears "That girl... what's so special just because she likes girls" they whispered "So vulgar..." they walked away as Rachel looked down. She didn't want to be the center of attention. She just wanted to be normal though maybe now that her secret is out she couldn't just be normal. Specially since she was with Ms. Whiteday. Rachel blushed forgetting the girls comments and blinked "I must be dreaming..." she whispered more to herself than anyone.


The girls never really left they rounded the corner a scowl in their faces. "That bookworm is going to pay for taking away Ms. Whiteday" the first girl whispered. She had brown long hair and dark brown eyes. The other two girls were twins both long blonde hair and blue bright eyes. The only way you could tell them apart was for them wearing different colors the twin to the left wore mostly blue things while the twin to the right wore mostly black's. The leader of the group smirked "I know just the way to make her leave Ms. Whiteday alone~" she said grinning like a Cheshire cat.
 
"Class dismissed" Ms. Whiteday shouted. It was strange, usually she would talk to all the students for a half hour, but she decided to push them aside for Rachel. She wanted her to know she's the only one in the room.


"Hey Rachel, I have to clean up everything with the school paper, there are a lot of rumors going around, so we need to get a new issue out tomorrow." She whispered into her ears, knowing that most of the girls wanted to stayed an when they can go back to the dorms.


"Try not to get into any trouble when I'm gone." She joked, not knowing if Rachel actually has the capacity to get in trouble. Ms. Whiteday knew she didn't do anything wrong, so I wasn't going to be a problem. And she thought too highly of her students who adored her to think they might do something wrong. So with those thoughts in her head, she headed to the office.
 
Rachel stood and nodded "A-Alright..." she blushed and smiled very softly "I'll try n-not to set the school on fire then" she joked. Rachel knew very well that she wasn't even capable of hurting someone. She hated violence most of the time but when it was needed she tended to maybe push someone and run off trying not to get caught. Rachel smiled and started walking to the dorms. It was quiet in the hallways that were usually filled with students. She didn't think much of that so she just kept walking. The girl from before glared watching Rachel walk by herself but she smirked as it seemed to easy for her. She walked out as another two girls walked out in front of Rachel. "Come with us" she said as her other two friends dragged Rachel along. She tried to seem harmless but oh Rachel was in for a huge surprise. They were walking behind the dorm rooms. A place that almost no student went to since it was restricted for personnel only.
 

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