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Post by Olive Klink on Jun 17, 2008 13:27:43 GMT -7
Olive realized she needed to go use the restroom. She smiled, "If you two will excuse me, I have to use the little girl's room." She left the room. On the way back to the office she came across a fight in the hallway ((Hello Goodbye board)). She didn't know if Michael was finished with Sharpay but she could still bring Jackie and Max into her office to sit and wait their turn. This is just what she did, she entered her office and told them to sit down in the chairs against the wall and wait. She walked back into the office of Mike and saw that Sharpay Evans was still there pleading her poor bothers case. Olive got a piece of note paper and wrote down on it, "You have two more students waiting outside, I'll bring them in after you're done." Yes, she drew in a smiley face. She passed this note to Mr. Scott. Today was only her fist day and it already was very busy. She stood against the wall ready to give Michael a hand if he needed one. So far he seemed like a very nice man, a lot of fun to work with and he was fairly handsome. Of course Olive tried to ignore this fact because she didn't know if he already had a girlfriend or was married. Plus her last office romance didn't turn out so well, that was the reason she was working here now...but the pie-maker was in the past, she mustn't think of him ether. She looked to Micheal and Sharpay, waiting to see what would happen next.
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Post by max on Jun 22, 2008 14:00:27 GMT -7
Max entered his Aunt's new office. He smiled and nodded his head, "Nice." he directed this to his Aunt. The office was much like the waiting room of a doctors office, a bit smaller but same idea, cause, also like a doctor's office, what waiting in the next room was sure to cause some discomfort. His Aunt left and went into the other office, telling them to wait. Max took his seat against the wall, he tried to avoid looking at Jackie. He was of course still ticked with her. She had managed to get under his skin. This fact really annoyed him.
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Post by Principle Michael Scott on Jul 24, 2008 13:17:03 GMT -7
Michael looked at Sharpay's scarily serious and angry face and with a muttered "alright..., opened her statement. It was long...really long... He glanced over the paper to Sharpay and back to the paper. Teenagers weren't that smart, maybe he could pass off reading it. Some people were fast readers, after all.
"Sounds good..okay." He handed her back her paper and folded his hands on the desk.
(I play shar too so I'll just do this lil bit here too.) "Well..."[/b] Sharpay waited with raised eyebrows but all Michael did was raise his own as well; he was unsure of what she wanted. Her voice grew exasperated and her temper short as she half shouted, "what are you going to do about it?"[/b]
"Oh, right! Umm..." He bit his lip, already half forgetting what she had come in for. So he guessed and came up with, "I'll ignore it this one time but don't do it again, okay?" Michael looked serious and angry, mimicking Sharpay's face but after a moment of stunned silence his gaze wandered around the room awkwardly. "You...you may go.." He murmered, staring at his desk. "Ms. Klink? Please show this student out..NEXT!"
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Post by Jackie Montez on Jul 24, 2008 13:36:10 GMT -7
Jackie walked into the office waiting room, a disgusted look on her face. Just how many juvenile delinquints had come in and out of here? Ug, they're filthy germs could be all over the place. She resigned to standing stock still in the middle of the room, arms crossed, lip curled.
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Post by Olive Klink on Jul 27, 2008 22:31:35 GMT -7
Michael really hadn't resolved anything but, he was the boss. She looked at him with a confused look and then at Sharpay. "Ok." She walked over to Sharpay and smiled, "I'm sorry hun, maybe next time. Come on, let's go." She started to lead the girl out of the office. Olive still loved this girl's outfit that she noticed even more as she led her out into the waiting room. "Where did you get your outfit?" It was kind of awkward after what had just happened but, maybe it would cheer the girl up.
Olive looked over at Max and Jackie, it was there turn next. It would be interesting to see what Michael would do with them. Max probably would argue his case and Jackie probably wouldn't back down ether. This job seemed to be full of tension. She thought about perhaps purchasing a stress ball to add to her office.
"Alright, come on guys, it's your turn." Olive said to them to get their attention.
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Post by max on Aug 5, 2008 23:30:15 GMT -7
Max sighed and stretched, standing up, "About time." He looked at the girl who had just left the office with Olive. She was cute. He nodded his head at her in the fashion of his friend Jude. He had picked that up from the Brit and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. He waited for Jackie to head his way before they could head inside.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Aug 10, 2008 0:16:03 GMT -7
Shar gawked at the principle, she couldn't believe he was so stupid! Did he have ADD or something? She had just pleaded her case five seconds before he 'read' her paper and now he acted like she was the bad guy. What was going on? She wasn't used to not getting her way...
Sharpay looked at Olive with a look that read-omg, you think complimenting me will make up for this travesty?! Then she promtply huffed from the room, violently pushing past jackie (the sister to the girlfriend of that MONSTER) and then slammed the door behind her.
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Post by Jackie Montez on Aug 10, 2008 22:54:57 GMT -7
Jackie turned and watched Sharpay head out of the office. She seemed irritated as heck and jackie was getting even more anxious. If Sharpay, queen b of the school, couldn't get out of trouble what luck was there for Jackie? Then again Jackie had always assumed herself more as the queen of persuasion...maybe there was still a chance. If Max kept his stupid mouth shut, that was.
"Uh! Excuse you!" She shouted after Sharpay before the door slammed shut. She rolled her eyes and huffed into the office, taking the single seat in front of the desk without a second glance at Olive or Max.
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Post by max on Aug 27, 2008 13:26:59 GMT -7
Max made a face as Sharpay exited and realized she must be one of the popular girls. He shrugged and followed in after Jackie. He looked around the office and then at Michael. He nodded, "Hey." He looked at where Jackie was sitting and decided to sit in a corner since Jackie hadn't really given him much of a chose.
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Post by Olive Klink on Oct 16, 2008 16:25:05 GMT -7
Olive blinked as the blonde angrily huffed off. "Ok then." She shook her head and watched as the next two victims made their way into the office. She glanced at her desk, remembering the piece of pie she had started. It was still there with a few nibbles gone. She picked up the plate and fork deciding to finish the rest of it while the trial of Max and Jackie ensued.
Olive entered the office and took a seat against the wall to Michael's right. The pie that she ate admittedly did make her nostalgic for her old home but, this was the only reminisce of that home that she would allow. Making pie and serving it was something Olive loved to do and it was a habit that was hard to break.
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Post by Principle Michael Scott on Oct 17, 2008 12:49:53 GMT -7
Michael had just sat down when the door slammed and in walked two other teens. He appraised them, wondering if they knew his son and then figuring that they probably didn't considering that they were seeing the principle. Xander was a good boy, he always had been. Although, Michael would have thought this even if Xander were a gang leader. It was his parental never ending love thing that he couldn't help.
"Ah, hello, hellO! What have we here-no! Let me guess..." Mike stared at Jackie first, noting her silky locks and not her irritated face. Then he looked at Max who was in the corner, scruffy and...well, in the corner. He pointed to each as he spoke, "Popular girl, maybe a dance captain, and jock-am I right?" Michael couldn't have been more wrong concerning Max but he would always consider boys to be jocks, unless they looked exceedingly dorky.
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Post by Jackie Montez on Oct 25, 2008 18:37:48 GMT -7
Jackie's face hadn't changed from when she'd entered. She was still obviously disgusted and irritated by the situation and had no problem showing it. She raised her eyebrows when he suggested she was a popular dance captain. True, she was pretty popular, but a dance captain? Those words didn't go together. Popular girls were the cheerleaders, obviously. Dance captains and cheerleaders were two completely different species.
When he said that Max was a jock, though, her already raised brows shot up further. A snort of disbelief shot from her and she looked down, biting her lip. This guy was so dilusional, Max was obviously a sloppy stoner or some other form of low life. A jock? Puh-lease.
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Post by Olive Klink on Nov 6, 2008 18:52:55 GMT -7
Wow, Michael couldn't have been more wrong about these two. Olive blinked looking slightly amused and shocked by the Principle's very wrong answer. She looked to Jackie who seemed to be annoyed by this greeting. The popular girl was definitely not a dance captain and Max...defenetly not a jock. Olive knew this to be true as Max was her nephew and he did not play sports. If anything he was more like a greaser of the 50's with his "play it cool" attitude but short temper.
Olive looked at him, waiting for his answer. She wondered how he would react as she took another bite of her pie.
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Post by max on Nov 24, 2008 23:24:21 GMT -7
This man behind the desk was supposedly the new Principal which could be a good or bad thing for Max. He would have to test the waters and see. But, then the man spoke...
Max stared for a moment at Michael. Was he for real? This was the principal? Wow, he wasn't going to have to work hard to get out of this one that's for sure.
He grinned, and nodded at Michael, "You could say that." If being a jock got him points, so be it, he would be a jock.
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Post by Principle Michael Scott on Dec 12, 2008 15:02:24 GMT -7
Michael mistook Jackie's raising eyebrows of shock to mean that she was in disbelief that he had gotten it right. Max only helped make the delusion more real. Yet, Jackie was the one who made it turn for the worst. When she giggled and looked down at his revelation over Max's jock-dom a slow smile spread on the principle's face. A new idea had occurred to him as to why they were there and in such bad moods. Getting into his telepathic mode he closed his eyes, put on his serious face, and rubbed his temple.
"I will now guess why you're here..." Michael had always been very theatrical. Even as a child he auditioned for every show because his mom said he was so dramatic. He never understood what that meant, especially when the director always refused to cast him because he was 'needed in the audience!' No matter, he always knew he was special, and maybe his gift was showing. Maybe they saw it too...Michael couldn't help but sneak a peek at them, smiling a tad, but right after he went back to 'serious mind-reading Principle'. "You are here...because of a lover's spat!"
He grinned and leaned over his desk, eyes wide with the anticipation of their astonished reactions.
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