TeahcerAnon - NN - 01

>You've recently been assigned a new class to teach, sadly enough, its in the middle of fucking no-were's-ville.
>You were given bare information on the school you were teaching, some new place built only a few years ago.
>The firm that hired you will pay for your board and food and provide you with steady income each month.
>Your job is to teach home-room to a bunch of high school kids.
>Seems simple enough...right?

>Be a day before you begin your teaching as you arrive at no-weres-ville HighSchool.
>They weren't kidding about being in the middle of nowhere as you study the large building.
>You hear a bell ring as you start seeing kids file out for lunch.
>Oh god...the colours!
>You've never seen such a wide spectrum of skin colours in your entier life.
>reds, blues, yellows, pinks, purples...
>Where people fucking rainbows now?
>Your eyes trace the vast number of students of all sorts of shades and colours eventually you pick out one kid.
>One...normal looking...kid.
>He's scrawny, wearing a hat and an orange jacket with a massive belt-buckle.
>He's 'white', not pale white like that violet haired girl walking by, but...normal...white.
"Oh hey, its the racist kid!" someone shouted as all eyes turned to the normal kid.
'Racists?' you mutter as they begin to ridicule the poor chap.
'"ell man...' you mutter, unable to do anything as you watch a bunch of prick-kids pick on the normal guy.
>You were half-willing to rush in until you see a purple kid and a yellow kid rush to the defense of the poor soul.
>Well...at least SOME of them weren't bad, but shit...a white kid being racists in a school of 'coloured' folk...that wasn't good.
>You weren't in any better standing, being 'white' yourself as you turn back to your car, you got what you needed to see.

"Hi there!" came a high pitched voice as you turn to see a pink girl with the poofiest hair you've ever seen.
"You're new here?" she asked as you blinked, rubbing the back of your head.
'Uhhh yeah...I'm a soon-to-be-teacher here.' You reply, extending a hand.
'Anon's the name, I'll be teaching a few classes for you folk.'
"Ah, That's amazing!" she said, somewhat overly excited as she grips your had very tightly and shakes it widely.
"My names Pinkie Pie! Oh its so nice to see a new friend here!" she said with a big smile "Maybe we should throw a party!"
'Ah... maybe not, I still have work to do for tomorrow.'
>The girl's hair seems to sag "awee...but...but parties are fun for everyone!"
'I know they are...but I don't have the time right now Pink's, thanks though, how bout a rain-check?'
>The Pink kid huffs, but gives a determined glance "Alright then!" she shouted "I'll hold you to it Mr. Anon!"
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>You pull up to your apartment, not too far from the school grounds.
>A duplex apartment, two floors, yours being on the upper level as you huff, looking at the instructions.
'2B13...' you mutter, looking at the keys as you walk up the stairs with your suitcase, luggage, and backpack before going to 2B13 and opening the door.
>A nice place, single bed-room, bathroom, kitchen even as you step inside, closing the door.
>There's a note on your bed.

"Dear Mr. Anonymous.
We are happy that you have decided to accept the firm we've presented to you and hope that your continuing educating abilities will prove of value to the students of Equestria High. We've attached a schedule of classes you will be teaching as well as your student Home-room roster. Please file any questions or concerns with our HR deaprtment, their number is attached on the back of this card.
Again, thank you for taking this opportunity and we wish you all the best.
Sincerely.
Miss P. Celestia."

'Great...' you mutter as you unfold the class roster, eying some of the names...picking out Pinkie's name admist the list.
>Oh the fun that shall ensure....you thought as you close the list and look at the class schedule.
>It was pretty...open.
>You taught two classes in the morning, your Homeroom which would be Creative Writing and Studies in Literature.
>You then had time off, Lunch, and then more time off before you had your Modern History class at the end of the day.
>Well, at least they knew what you liked to teach, and those courses could be pretty darn fun.
>With a sigh, you toss the papers aside, gently easing yourself onto the soft bed.
>you were beat, though, that Pink kid was kinda interesting, perhaps you might be down for a party as long as you can avoid the student/teacher relationship hazards.
>Though, your thoughts pulled back to that 'white' kid.
>Being a racists?
>That made things tricky...you couldn't sympathize with him, or the students may find you a racist too...
>it was a problematic situation, but fuck it, sleep time.

>You wake up sometime later, the afternoon wanying as you eye the clock.
>2:30pm
>Class should be ending soon as you slowly ease up, and off the bed.
>Perhaps you'll take another visit to the school, walk the halls before the students file out, see what its like.
>You take a quick bite from a banana and make your way downstairs and out to your car.
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>You arrive around 3 in the afternoon to see some students already sitting outside the school.
>No Pinkie in sight, she must still be in class as you ease into a spot and slowly make your way towards the building.
"Exuuuse me!" came a voice from behind you as you look to see a rather...thin...old dude with a long bear and a monocle in one eye.
>Dah fuck?
'Ah, yeah, whats up?'
"I belive...good sir, that you parked in my spot?"
'Excuse me?'
>He points to your car, sitting in a "teachers only" spot as his own caddy, a large brownish coloured one sat idle behind your car.
"I had gone out for some icre-cream before my final class and come back to see some yokle in my spot, oh, I cannot stand such rudeness!"
'Ah...s-sorry sir...I guess I didn't know, I'll be teaching here tomorrow so-'
>His expression went wide eye as he smirked.
"ooooh! You must be Mister Anon am I correct?"
>You nod 'yeah...thats me'
>He extended a yellow gloved hand.
"I'm Professor Edward Discord, I teach the science classes at this Highschool."
'Pleasure...' you mutter as you shake his hand, only to find it being one of those fake prank ones as his hand less sleeve waved a bit.
"haha, oh such a folley, you feel for the oldest trick in the book!"
>His normal had slid out from hiding, also covered in a yellow glove as he smirked.
'Well... uhh' you ask, handing the fake hand back to him as he takes it.
"Oh come now, don't tell me you're a stick in the mud like the rest of them!"
'Not...really...just surprised, thats all..'
>He smiled, nodding in approval.
"No harm I hope Mister Anon, I'm sure you'll do just fine!" he patted you on the back with a grin.

'Yeah...whats with the gags?'
"Oh you can't expect every teacher here to be so stuck up! I'm here for the science, and besides, the kids love a teacher who can be witty and funny, thats what they enjoy the most yes?
>You nod, finding a very...odd...feeling about this guy.
>He gave a sly grin as he suddenly pressed close to you.
"Just....heed a bit of warning from an old timer like me...mind some of these kids, they can be quiet a....handful" he whispered before laughing and easing back to his car.
'uh...would you like me to move?' You ask as he turned
"Oh nonsense, there are other spots, you see?" he said, pointing to the one...right...next to you.
>Strange, you didn't notice that one before as he pulled in without a problem.
"Perhaps my boy, we can spend some time getting to know one another, there aren't may new teachers that come around here, perhaps we can be Post-class buddies, what do you say?"
'Uh...sure?' you ask as he took your hand.
"Splendid, simply spendid! Well, I must be off, Chemistry isn't going to teach these kids itself you know!" and he was off, swinging a rather...odd looking cane with a head that looked like a goat atop it.
>This place is going to be getting a LOT weirder as you make your way inside the school.

>You enter the school, certainly something beyond normal just stepping into this building.
>Sure it retained the 'high-school' charm and look, but it felt so much...bigger...you can't help but gawk at the size as you look about the rather empty halls.
>Students were still in class as you eyed several of them, again, more coloured kids, less and less normal white kids.
>Shit was nuts, you still couldn't understand what was going on with those colours.
>At least Professor Discord was 'normal' in appearance as normal as he could be mentally was another question.
>You continue further down the halls, seeing banners and noteboards, keepng your eyes away from the front of you before you suddenly WHUMP into another figure heading in the opposite direction.
>You double back, seeing another teacher infront of you, this one of course had white curly hair, glasses, and donned a tan looking woman's short-skirt suit.
'Uhm...s-sorry' You said, extending a hand to help the teacher up.
>She looked up at you for a moment, the most brilliant blue eyes you ever seen as she fixed her glasses.
"Ah...n-no thats alright." she said, easing herself up and dusting off "I guess I was just off in my own little world."
>You blink a few times before nodding 'R-right...uhm, look I'm rather new here and-'
"Oh...you must be Mister Anonymous, am I correct?"
>Wow, word spread fast.
'Yeah...thats me, I'm the new teacher here.'
"Yes yes, we got the wonderful news this morning, come, let me introduce you to the rest of the faculty, then we'll show you to your class."
'Awesome...I already checked my schedual thanks to Miss Celestia, she sent me the info.'
>The womans eyes went wide "Celestia gave you the schedual? Oh my such an honour that she did, seems you've taken the hard part of our trip out already, then that leaves more time for introductions!"
>She grabs your hand suddenly "come, we don't have a moment to waste before the class's file out for the day, oh I wish you'd come by earlier."

>Yeah...might have been good
>You're dragged down the hallway rather briskly as the woman looks back at you.
"I'm Miss Emily Mare, head of the Faculty Department. If you have any questions about anything, you should come to me first."
'R-right, thank you Miss Mare.'
"Oh, no need for formalities, that's just for the students, you can call me Emmy."
'Right...Emmy.' you respond as she leads you to a rather fancy looking pair of double doors.
"Teachers Lounge" was written across the left door as Emmy smirked and opened them.
>Inside you could see two other teachers, no sign of Professor Discord (perhaps he was still teaching).
"This is where we mostly spend the day aside from our classes, you're free to use the facilities if you like and thanks to our French Teacher, Mr. Grand, we always have a fully stocked buffet and kitchen for consumer use."
>She points to a small kitchen section that had a table with all sorts of sweets atop it.
>You study the rest of the lounge, taking up at least two classroom lengths in size, fancy soft chairs, book shelves, two massive bay windows, and of course, a big coffee machine.
>You see another female teacher tapping the buttons of it a few times. She was fair skinned, red hair and a rather...unemotional look as she turned to stare at you...
>You gulp as she approaches and looks at you.
"Ah, Miss Redheart, have you met our new teacher, Mr Anon?"
"Can't say I have..." Redheart muttered "Miss Amelia Redheart" she extended a hand "Health Education and School Nurse."
'Pleasure...' you mutter, her stare is freaking you out as you look at Emmy, she smiles.
"Redheart is one of the finest nurses you'll ever meet, she's also the only teacher here to make sense of Health Education."
>Redheart shrugs "its something I'm use to...a lot."

>You nod, looking at the other teacher sitting in one of the fancy looking chairs. He was certainly well...built...for a teacher, donning a hat and a coach whistle around his neck.
"Oh, thats Mister Iron Will"
'Iron Will?'
"He was once an MMA fighter, but retired to be our schools gym teacher. He's as tough as they come, but knows what these kids need."
>Perhaps it was some sixth sense, but the coach perked his ears, easing his face from his book as he gave the biggest, whitest grin.
"Well well, if it sin't the fresh meat of the faculty!" he leaps up, quickly rushing over.
"AHaha, Mister Anonymous, a pleasure!" he shakes your had very focefully as you almost feel your wrist discloate.
'ahh t-the p-pleasure i-is all m-mine!' you stammer as he lets go and gives a good flex.
"These kids don't know the first thing about being fit! My job is to drill it into their heads about HOW to do it!" he smirked, showing his muscles off as Emmy was oogly over him.
>Yu sigh, shaking your head, more muscle than brain matter for him as he grins.
"Well, I got one class left to teach, so I will see you around!" he said, slamming you on your back and nearly toppling you forward right into Redheart as she looked at you, pressed close to her with a slight...blush across her face.
"haha, take care kiddies!" he said jokingly as you ease away from the nurse.
"Now then..." Emmy said as the door closed "lets take you to your class, your work books and everything should already be there so lets not waste any more time."
>Emmy takes you by the hand again as she pulls you along as you wave a bye-bye to Redheart,
>She waves softly back, smiling a bit as you blink before the door closed behind you.

>You're led to one of the far ends of the school right up to a large classroom.
>Inside, you can see several students, noticing both Pinkie and the normal white kid as well as the two who defended him.
>It was an...odd mix of colours in this one as their teacher seemed to be a rather old-looking individual.
>Emmy stepped inside first with a grin as she began to ask for the class's attention before pointing to you.
>You enter, all eyes on you as you see Pinkie leap up.
"oh Mister anon, its you! its you, remember me!?" she called, flailing her arms as he you smirk and wave to her.
>Several faces look at the pink one before turn to you, some furrowing brows, others with...interest as you exhale.
"This is Mister Anon, he shall be residing as your new teacher for the rest of the semester." Emmy said as the class all mumurred amidst themselves
>you wave as the class studies you critically from their vantage point, making you feel a tad...uneasy before a rather old dude came over to you.
>He looked older than Discord.
"Ah...finally a chance for me to retire...I'm Professor Bookread, but now it seems my time as a teacher has ended. Perhaps I can finally return to my duties as the Librarian." he smirked as he gently shook your hand.
"God speed with these kids sir Anon, may you do do well with them."
>He slowly shuffled out of the room just as the bell to end the day rang and the students began to leave.
>Emmy eased you over to the desk, showing you the books already piled there.
"Being the Homeroom teacher, you're going to be teaching these students for the rest of the Semester, I do hope you're ready for that."
'Yeah...'
"Good..." she flopped three large books and two binders in your arms "here's your material, you begin tomorrow, so start getting things sorted." she said before turning and walking out "Oh...and welcome to Equestria high."