The Best Article in the Market [Gokusen: girl!au]
Gokusen!girl!au, Yamaguchi-sensei listens in on one of Fujiyama-sensei's classes. Character names: Sawada Sen, Uchiyama Harumi, Kumai Tomoe, Noda Takako, Minami Yuri. 567 Words. Prompt: 31_days, 13 January 2008.
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the best article in the market
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She almost can't believe it when she passes by; on the way to the library to pick up text needed for her own class, next, but that's all forgotten when she sees it. Kumiko presses her face up to the glass of the window and peers into her own classroom and sees a sight she's never seen before: the 3-D girls are all sitting down in their chairs properly (thank goodness for that, because Kumiko by this point has had enough flashes of teenage girl panties to last her several future lifetimes as possible old, perverted men), facing forward and listening to the lesson! Fujiyama-sensei is smiling as she talks, and not the nervous 'are they going to eat me or just hurt me?' smiles Kumiko saves just for class 3-D.
She can't help it, she just has to know what Fujiyama-sensei is saying or doing to make her class behave so well. Nothing is coming through the glass, so Kumiko rushes inside the building to press her ear up against the classroom door while the class is still in session.
"Here, take this one and try it out," Fujiyama-sensei says, and a chorus of surprised mumbles follow, a lot of excitedness but none of the selfish fighting and grabbing that usually happens when an item everyone wants to see is handed out. Kumiko wishes there was a way to both see and hear what was going on. She reaches slowly for the handle, hesitating several times before twisting it as quietly as possible and opening the door a crack.
Fujiyama-sensei is leaning against the desk, one leg crossed over the other in an overly casual way. Some of the girls appear to be copying her somewhat at their desks. Kumiko peers across the girls until she can find out what object it is they're learning with.
"Shizuka-sensei, this stuff is wicked!" Yuri pipes up, brandishing... A scarlet lipstick. Fujiyama-sensei sends a pearly pink smile in Yuri's direction; she obviously hasn't parted with something she uses regularly, but it's her own lipstick nonetheless.
"I told you!" Fujiyama-sensei replies, clapping her hands together and almost laughing, but not quite because she doesn't ever truly seem to laugh in a real way. "You use that and you'll have all the boys watching you. Dark red lips like that, with this colour-"
She doesn't even have to finish her sentence because they're all laughing as though sharing some in-joke. It has to be dirty, Kumiko thinks sternly to herself, because they never laugh like that for any other reason. They're supposed to be learning! And here they are taking make-up tips and reading Fujiyama-sensei's magazines in class! No wonder they like her so much, most of them want to be her when they grow up, minus the actually having to get a job and do some work part. Except it suddenly seems Fujiyama-sensei isn't working so very hard after all.
Kumiko is so annoyed she practically slams the door on her way back to the library where she was originally headed. It doesn't quite bang enough to startle everyone, but it catches Sen's attention. She lifts her head from the desk where she's been dozing through class and stares at the door as though she can see through it. She smiles; she believes she caught sight of a pigtail streaming behind the person who just walked away from the door.
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the best article in the market
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She almost can't believe it when she passes by; on the way to the library to pick up text needed for her own class, next, but that's all forgotten when she sees it. Kumiko presses her face up to the glass of the window and peers into her own classroom and sees a sight she's never seen before: the 3-D girls are all sitting down in their chairs properly (thank goodness for that, because Kumiko by this point has had enough flashes of teenage girl panties to last her several future lifetimes as possible old, perverted men), facing forward and listening to the lesson! Fujiyama-sensei is smiling as she talks, and not the nervous 'are they going to eat me or just hurt me?' smiles Kumiko saves just for class 3-D.
She can't help it, she just has to know what Fujiyama-sensei is saying or doing to make her class behave so well. Nothing is coming through the glass, so Kumiko rushes inside the building to press her ear up against the classroom door while the class is still in session.
"Here, take this one and try it out," Fujiyama-sensei says, and a chorus of surprised mumbles follow, a lot of excitedness but none of the selfish fighting and grabbing that usually happens when an item everyone wants to see is handed out. Kumiko wishes there was a way to both see and hear what was going on. She reaches slowly for the handle, hesitating several times before twisting it as quietly as possible and opening the door a crack.
Fujiyama-sensei is leaning against the desk, one leg crossed over the other in an overly casual way. Some of the girls appear to be copying her somewhat at their desks. Kumiko peers across the girls until she can find out what object it is they're learning with.
"Shizuka-sensei, this stuff is wicked!" Yuri pipes up, brandishing... A scarlet lipstick. Fujiyama-sensei sends a pearly pink smile in Yuri's direction; she obviously hasn't parted with something she uses regularly, but it's her own lipstick nonetheless.
"I told you!" Fujiyama-sensei replies, clapping her hands together and almost laughing, but not quite because she doesn't ever truly seem to laugh in a real way. "You use that and you'll have all the boys watching you. Dark red lips like that, with this colour-"
She doesn't even have to finish her sentence because they're all laughing as though sharing some in-joke. It has to be dirty, Kumiko thinks sternly to herself, because they never laugh like that for any other reason. They're supposed to be learning! And here they are taking make-up tips and reading Fujiyama-sensei's magazines in class! No wonder they like her so much, most of them want to be her when they grow up, minus the actually having to get a job and do some work part. Except it suddenly seems Fujiyama-sensei isn't working so very hard after all.
Kumiko is so annoyed she practically slams the door on her way back to the library where she was originally headed. It doesn't quite bang enough to startle everyone, but it catches Sen's attention. She lifts her head from the desk where she's been dozing through class and stares at the door as though she can see through it. She smiles; she believes she caught sight of a pigtail streaming behind the person who just walked away from the door.
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