Realistic or Modern Their Bond (Teacher/Student)

[Grimmbae]

Tag: NekoQueen49

Honestly, Anna, how do you always get yourself in these situations?

The teen in question stared down at herself with a look of defeat. A bloody knee and a soggy shirt. Lovely. She glanced around, a distinctive-smelling brown dripping from her bangs, to see if anyone seemed to be aware of her predicament. Not a single set of eyes on her, the faculty on duty preoccupied with some sort of scuffle on the far side of the field.

"Have fun!"

Anna heaved a sigh as the two lads wandered off, seemingly proud of themselves, as she pondered what to do next. The bathroom, she guessed. She'd have to wash her hair as best she could in the sink. As for her stained shoulders, she would just have to change into her gym t-shirt and hope no one drew too much attention to it. Waiting in the (for whatever reason) controlled queue for the girl's toilets seemed to last for far too-long; Anna could practically feel the stain embedding itself into her once-pristine blouse and sticking to her shoulders uncomfortably. Eventually she managed to squeeze into the cramped bathroom and glance at herself in the mirror. Gross. She received endless titters as she awkwardly leaned under the tap, rinsing her bangs as best she could, desperate to at least rid her hair of the coffee smell. Once satisfied, she shuffled on into a cubicle to change shirts, rummaging through her messenger bag in search of that good old white top.

"Even my bra's stained..."

"Not like you need one!"

Anna transformed into a tomato in that instant. That little utterance was not supposed to be overheard! She practically rammed the t-shirt down over her head before stuffing her soiled uniform into her bag. She remained silent behind the little barrier that was the toilet door, steeling herself to face the giggling girls that were surely hovering around the mirrors, oozing leg long forgotten. Eventually the door swung open with a bang and she was gone, speeding out of there like a greyhound out of the traps.

It was only just the start of lunch break and her mood was already soured. Sports towel draped over her head like some sort of protective shroud, she found herself wandering into the technology building on the northern side of the grounds, hoping to find a quiet corner or something where she could eat without being questioned. She looked a little lost though, really, she only had lessons twice a week in this building and they were all fixed to the same classroom, a computer room lined wall to wall with chunky old machines, and so that's where she ended up, eyes wide like a startled rabbit as she wrapped the door with her knuckles. Thankfully he was the only person in the room, but she still felt incredibly awkward with the sense that she shouldn't be here disturbing him.

 

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Elijah pursed his lips in thought, scrolling through a thread of code but pinching his nose in frustration. Usually you wouldn't normally see this level of agitation on the cool headed teacher. However as much as he tried, he couldn't understand what Robert was thinking when he thought that this was passable. In a way, it was almost a work of art, how screwed up he made this laptop. The project wasn't even supposed to meddle with the main source code! Elijah didn't even know if it was salvageable though he knew that he had to try. These laptops were expensive. He couldn't afford to replace them. Why couldn't he have done this to any one of the out dated machines in this room?

Elijah was just heaving a sigh before he thought he heard a noise. He looked up, hopeful for any sort of distraction from the mess in front of him. That was, until he saw a rattled mess of a student. Elijah recognized her but blanked on her name for a split second. "Anna?" He frowned. She looked completely confused and lost. Elijah was also confused. Wouldn't she already know her way around the campus? "Whacha doing here? Are you lost?"

 

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"Ah-" Anna looked surprised, if anything, at the questioning, pulling the towel down from her head to fit snuggly around her neck. "I guess... maybe? I just sort of ended up here, I must keep my head down more than I thought." The grin upon her lips was utterly sheepish as she shuffled around on the spot, slate hues flitting between Mister Massey and the screen in front of him. "I'm sorry for bothering you, but..." Another hesitation, Anna plucking up the courage to make her request. The poor girl really just wanted to eat her sandwich. "Would you mind if I sat in here? I won't say a word, I promise."

That would have been that for conversation if Anna hadn't felt a suspicious tickle crawling down her right leg. She froze instantly. Please don't be a spider, because dear god, if she hadn't already been embarrassed enough today, she did not need to start flapping around in a panic. Her eyes travelled downwards warily... Oh! Blood. That might've slipped her mind. She whipped the towel down from her shoulders and pressed it to the cut on her knee without seeming too bothered about it. "Could I possibly withdraw my would you mind if to be changed to a please may I? I kind of need to see to this."

 

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"Uhhh sure," he agreed to the strange request. Elijah wouldn't mind the company, if a bit curious as to why a student would want to spend their free time in the computer room. Maybe she wanted to go online? An optimistic person would think that she wanted to do some extra studying. A more reasonable assumption would be that she wanted go on some sort of social media or game. God knows Elijah would have loved to pull the latter when he was going to school.

However his eyes looked downward when hers did. Why was she bleeding? It wasn't in his nature to press but any good person would be worried. Anna pressed the towel against the wound, further cementing Elijah's concern. "Do you need some help with that? I'm sure I have band aides somewhere if you need them."

 

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"Oh no it's alright, I've got my own things." Because it's totally normal for a highschool girl to carry her own mini first aid kit, Anna.

The scene looked like a comedy sketch as she hobbled on into the room, posture nothing short of ridiculous as she insisted on keeping the towel held in place and she shuffled to the nearest chair to plop herself down. Anna rummaged around in her bag for a quick moment, pulling out what looked to be a zip-lock bag full of bandages and other things. She peeked under the towel briefly before making her selection, exhaling a fed-up groan at the sight of grit and grabbing a large square plaster and an anti-septic wipe. Tearing open the little sachet, Anna carefully dabbed at the effected area, hisses escaping her periodically. "God I hate these things." She grumbled to no one but herself, really, cleaning around the wound with practiced ease. At some point Anna's eyes began to water, but it wasn't really because of the sting.

 

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At least she had her own band aides because Elijah wasn't fully sure that he did have some. He watched her try to haphazardly sit down, the wounded girl across the room much more interesting than the ruined computer in front of him. Besides, it felt wrong to move his attention elsewhere. Wow she even had the cleaning thing too? How often was she hurt? Elijah wondered but felt it was too invasive to outright ask. Anna even looked like she was used to tending to her injuries even if she was wincing from the pain of it.

The teacher cleared his throat in a quiet of manner as possible. "Is it alright if I ask what I happen or do you not want to talk about it?" Of course Elijah was curious but he wasn't going to force any answers out of her. If Anna wanted him to leave it be, then he would have no problem doing so.

 

[Grimmbae]

Startled out of her self-pitying thoughts, Anna's teary pools of grey tentatively met her teacher's gaze. She scrubbed at her eyes in a blur of a motion and looked back down to her knee, discarding the wipe back into its packet and ripping open the bandage, placing it onto the injury and smoothing it down. Anna took her time with it, pressing down the corners as she prepared her words. "This time? They threw coffee in my face and then tripped me." The girl screwed her face up, rolling her shoulders to try and make herself comfortable, what with her soggy undergarments, but it only suceeded in making the stench of cold brew waft upwards. "Just another day in the life of me I suppose." She sounded more exasperated than truly upset, beginning to ball up the excess wrappers and whatnot so that she could take them to the bin.

Pushing herself to her feet Anna tested her knee, bending it back and forth slowly. More than the pain, it was the way the band-aid restricted her movement that was irritating, but she looked over to Massey with a forced smile nonetheless. "I've played with worse, I'll manage." Honestly, her ability to continue to play football was all she cared about in these situations, but sometimes the frustration just overflowed in the form of those pesky tears.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I said I'd be quiet, didn't I?" Remembering herself, Anna about-turned after throwing the rubbish away and placed herself back in her seat. She shoved the dirty towel away into her bag of many apparent wonders along with everything else, finally pulling out her lunchbox with an inward sigh, just in time for her tummy to rumble.