Welcome Home [Remy Lorence]

[helleker]

He hated traveling. He always had, ever since he was a child. He hated planes especially - sharing such cramped quarters with a group of people you didn't even know, airline food, that kid kicking the back of your chair... But now, standing just inside the front gates of Power's Academy for the first time in thirteen years, Donnie knew it had been well worth it.

The Summer had been drawing to a close while he was gone and Autumn had arrived, bringing its rusty and golden colored leaves to throw over the grass (just as green as he remembered it) with it.

In his hands he still grasped the two admittedly pitiful suitcases that contained what remained of his life, and a cool breeze that he had long forgotten blew through the front yard of the Academy and ruffled his hair and his shirt. Maybe it was how refreshing that breeze was, or the green of the grass, or just the sight of those old buildings, but for the first time in a long while, Donnie thought that maybe things in his life could get better.

He started along the main path that led to the entrance hall, unable to help but glance around as he walked. Everything was so old... but somehow completely different too. A few students were milling around here and there. Checking his watch, he realized it was lunch hour... if the timetable was still anything like it was back in 'his' day.

[meganleigh123]

Remy smiled as she big into the big, juicy burger she had snook out to buy not to long ago, as she slowly made her way back into the building. She couldn't help herself really. If there is a fast food joint not to far from the school and in walking distance why should she make herself suffer with cafeteria food? She had a plump burger in one hand, a styro-foam box of fries with gravy in a bag and a giant cup of Oreo Cookie milkshake. How many people can say they get that type of nummies in their school? Remy could definitely say she couldn't.

After finishing her burger, she dropped the wrapper into the garbage and wandered around, sucking up vanilla ice cream and cookie crumbs through the thick red straw. Random students just looked at her and she continued on until she stopped to look at the back of someone with suitcases in his hands. Letting a smile grace her face, Remy skipped around to the front of the person and examined him

Definitely not a student, most likely a teacher. She tilted her head to the side and again drank some of her sugar filled drink. "So.. whats your poison?" In all reality she was asking what he taught but Remy didn't make sense whenever she talked and half the time she meant to do that. This time she was purposely making no sense, seeing how good this old man knew the teenage lingo.

[helleker]

Donnie stopped abruptly, the peacefulness of the scene shattered by a sudden intruder. She had popped up in the path almost out of nowhere.

Piercings, brightly colored hair, slurping at some kind of beverage from a fast-food restaurant... yes. This was definitely a student. Why she was talking to him, on the other hand, was a wholly different question. And what she was talking about was an even harder one.

"Excuse me?" He asked, only a fraction of his confusion actually showing on his face. He even looked about himself for a second, in case she wasn't actually talking to him, despite being stood right there in front of him.

"Are you..." He started, sceptically, "...asking me about alcohol?"
He couldn't immediately decide if she was just using some sort of new teenage language that he hadn't heard before, or if she was actually a little loopy. Her appearance would suggest the latter, but he withheld any judgments until further evidence presented itself.

[meganleigh123]

Remy couldn't stop it. The laughter just came out and she smiled largely at him. She couldn't stop her fits of laughter either, this teacher was... just too damn innocent to the teenage world. Finally after what seemed to her like a half-n-hour but was only a few minutes her laughter subsided and she took a sip. This man... whoever he was... he was great. Most teachers would roll there eyes at her and walk away.

"No... Damn... Ah... Poison as in class? So teach, what class you do teach or are you going to try and convince me, which might actually be easily, that your a student with some type of disease?" She asked flatly but was still smiling brightly. Remy ditched her now empty cup in the trash closest to her and waited for his reply or the 'rolling of the eyes and ignoring' to begin.

[helleker]

Even though she was clarifying what she had said in the first place, the adult's frown only deepened at her words. Still, it was something to know that she could form regular sentences.

"I'm going to be teaching power control classes." He answered, the seriousness of his tone quite the contrast to her bouncy smile. He inwardly reflected that she was probably on a sugar high. He didn't even want to know what was in the drink she had just finished.

"I'm D-" He had to stop himself from introducing himself with his first name. That was a habit that was going to be hard to break. "I guess it's Mr. Helleker to you. It's nice to meet you." He added with a nod, his manners as proper as ever they had been. He didn't ask for the girl's name, since he was going to be getting a few hundred of them pretty soon, and he knew he wouldn't remember any at first anyway.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm just on my way in." He said, beginning to walk again and scooting around her so that he could continue on the path.

[meganleigh123]

Remy frowned. "You know, if you manners were in check, it would be most respectable to ask a lady her name and not just give yours like your the higher species, Jack. I should warn you, sexism doesn't got over well with me." She told him in a dead serious tone as she stepped in front of his path again and gave a sadistic smirk. She felt the need to mess with this guy. Loosen him up, make him regret only giving his name and not asking for one in return. Not that she would have told him her real name to begin with but still, it was only fair.

"So Mr. Helleker, I think you should put those bags down and relax, your not going anywhere as of right now. I like you... I do, really but you see... I have an abnormal obsession with people I just meet and always feel the need to get to know them right away." Lies. "So don't even think about leaving. And by the way, I'm Lulu Snitz." The name was so fake it was hardly believable but Remy would get her way because she didn't give up all that easily and when she started such big lied she planned to follow through, even if she ended up screwed-over in the end.

Remy popped the suitcases out of his hands and tossed them, not so gently might I add, onto the nearest bush along with her bag and smiled brightly. She was making it seem like she was bipolar or something like that.

[helleker]

Sighing inwardly, but making sure his growing impatience with this girl didn't show, Donnie had no choice but to stop once again as she blocked his path. He listened to her little lecture.

"Alright, Lulu," He began, but stopped when he was surprised to have the suitcases whipped from his hands and tossed away. What was this? More and more points were being added to the tally chart Donnie was forming in his head to decide whether or not this 'Lulu Snitz' was actually sane or not. And they weren't going in the preferable column.

This was not going well, he decided. It wasn't even technically his first day! He hadn't even stepped foot inside the school buildings and already his luggage had been stolen in a vague way and chucked into a bush, and he was being interrogated by some student he didn't know! He was aware of the few students scattered around the front yard, some of which were beginning to look over and pass comments. This couldn't get any worse. He was going to have a reputation before he even began, and if he didn't take control of the situation, it wouldn't be a good one.

"Look, Miss Snitz," He said, doubting whether that was at all her real name. Probably not. "I don't think you are in a position to talk about what is and what is not considered 'good manners' when you take a stranger's belongings without asking and treat them so disrespectfully." His voice was more stern now, taking control of the situation. He didn't stop to wonder how he suddenly got to sound like a teacher, or like an adult for that matter.

"Now," He continued, "I apologize for not asking your name, however I have been on a four hour flight and hour's drive to get here, and I am tired. All I want to do is to inform your Headmistress of my arrival, and to go to the teacher's dorms and settle in before I start work here tomorrow."

Was that his first lecture? He guessed it was. He didn't stop to dwell on that, and his frown didn't let up as he awaited a response from his new found 'friend'.
"If you return my suitcases to me, I will be doing just that." He finished. He expected that he'd end up going and getting them himself eventually, but this was worth a try. If the students who had seen the girl throw his stuff away then saw her bring them back, it would theoretically heal any damage that had been inflicted on his social status.

[meganleigh123]

"Okay pops, calm down. I should let you know that everything I said I was lying about... First my names Remy... Secondly, you will never make it here as a teacher if you fell for that or even reacted to it." Remy had pretty much dubbed herself the queen of interrogations about five seconds ago. Because how many interrogators do you know can interrogate someone in their head without quite actually do just that.

"okay you can have your luggage back if you listen for a second. Imma help you survive better with only a few simple sentences. One: Students here are different from students out there. We can take care of ourselves and that what we do. No teacher can fuck with us either." The girl took a breathe and looked at him closely. She just hoped he understood because other wise Mr. Helleker was in for a big surprise. While yes students did want to e able to control their abilities, they didn't, she didn't, like being told how to do something like that by someone who didn't have the same power as she did. It was hypocritical in a sense.

[helleker]

Instead of rising to the comments the girl was making, Donnie became silent while she spoke. Even after she'd finished talking and started staring him down, he simply looked at her, his expression unchanging. The result was that there was a silence that grew between them, and his mind whirred away at what she was saying.

Maybe he did get it. Beneath the crazy hairdo and the bad language, he didn't think this was about not having manners. The girl was part of the school and a part of the strange family mechanism it held, and in the thirteen years in which he had been away, Donnie had fallen out of that family. He was an outsider again. On some level he had thought that he would be able to walk in the front gates and be welcomed back with open arms, that it would be easy, even after all these years. But that wasn't the fact of the matter. The student, Remy, was saying things that she would to a person who hadn't been here before. Of course she didn't know he'd attended the Academy, but her words were just as valid. He was new again. Even if it was just out of a desire to mess with him, Remy had revealed something that hadn't occurred to him before: that being a teacher was going to be a wholly different ball game to being a student here.

With these thoughts, a sudden change in tone came over him. A small smile appeared on his lips.
"I think we got off on the wrong foot." He suggested. "I am sorry." He offered his hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you Remy. I understand what you're saying, and will be mindful of it. I guess it's going to take some time for me to get used to how everything works in here."
He wondered how long it would be until she found out that he had spent a large chunk of his life within these familiar halls. He didn't mind keeping up the pretense that the case was otherwise. Hopefully Remy would be satisfied with thinking she had taught him a lesson, while he could move on with the mindset she had supplied him with.

[meganleigh123]

Remy shook his hand and supplied him with another smile. She wasn't trying to teach him a lesson or give him a speech. She was just saying what she thought any newbie teacher needed to know before they walked around with their heads stuck up their asses. And maybe messing with him right out of the gate wasn't the best thing but it worked she guessed. He was acting different and it pleased her to a point that she had this urge to hug him... and hugging him was exactly what she did.

"I don't like shaking hands... Hugs are better." Remy laughed and stepped over to the bush she had, for some reason, tossed his luggage onto. She removed the luggage from the top of the greenery along with her bag which she slung over her shoulder and held his bags to her her side.

"As an apology, I'll carry your stuff, yeah?" Remy again started looking him up and down before turning and walking away. Calling over her shoulder she asked if he was coming. She had no clue where she was supposed to take his luggage to but in all reality, Remy didn't give a damn.

[helleker]

He wasn't expecting the hug and Donnie's newly acquired friendly-face gave way momentarily to genuine surprise. Well. If any students were watching, they would be thoroughly confused by now. He didn't blame them. He was confused too. Still, he much preferred being on this girl's good side.

Remy then dashed off, collected their respective bags and started off toward the entrance hall. He was about to tell her that it was alright, he would carry his bags, for several reasons, not least that it looked like slave driving to have someone that much younger and more female than him carry his bags. She was moving at an inexplicable speed, however, and as he wasn't willing to call after her he was forced instead to jog and catch up to her.

"Hey, it's alright, I can carry them. They're pretty heav--" He trailed off when he remembered that they were actually both quite light. Most of what was in there was clothes, his laptop and a couple of books. Still he offered all the same.

The path came to an end and they passed under the massive arch of the front entranceway that led to the main hall. Massive, yes, but somehow smaller. It was a cliche, he supposed, but everything looked a lot smaller now. But the place didn't seem to have changed a bit, not really. That was probably why it had lasted so long: consistency.

"This place really is amazing..." He murmured, quite as though he had not been here before, though he still thought it now as much as he did then. "How long have you attended?"

He didn't know if Remy knew where they were going, but he remembered where the Headmistress' office was. As long as it hadn't moved since Mrs. Graves had left.

[meganleigh123]

(This is going to be short because I have no muse at this moment but I feel bad for making you wait forever. You can slap me later! ^^)

Remy normally let the world pass her by. She never took time to actually look at the school, the grounds or anything. She wanted her life fast paced and didn't like really doing what seemed best and not just watching it all pass by. She knew one day it'll all just disappear and she'd never be able to remember the beauty it held.

"I'm not new but I'm also not old..." She replied in a cryptic way just to make him think about it. Remy set down the bags for a moment and ran her fingers rainbow hair and smiled.

[helleker]

At her reply, Donnie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in amusement. Apparently not even a trivial detail like that could be given.
"Enigmatic." He noted, as though the word was a compliment.

In actual fact, it really didn't matter if she didn't tell him that, since he'd see it in her ID file when he checked through them later. He planned to skim through all the files of students he could so as to check on what abilities each of them had. It was his job to know, after all, and if there were any that he thought would pose a particular difficulty, he would be able to identify them early on. Out of a respect for their privacy, the 'abilities' section would be the only part that he took the time to read on each of the students, however. He knew that many of the kids that came to Power's Academy had troubled pasts that they'd rather not have their teachers know.

Hell, he had been one of them.

His companion stopped walking and placed the cases down, and Donnie took the opportunity to pick them up so she would no longer have to carry them.
"Thank you for the help." He nodded, with a smile.

They had reached the double doors that led to the main reception, and from that room another door led into Ms. Mays' office. Unless Remy planned to follow him in there, it seemed their journey was coming rapidly to a close.

Walking back into the double doors before them, Donnie was able to hold one of them open for Remy to pass through even though his hands were full. The main reception was empty, excepting, of course, the receptionist who was at her desk. It was somehow a lot quieter in here than it was in the entrance hall. It had never occurred to Donnie before, but he now wondered if this silence had been artificially instilled somehow to intimidate students who had to visit the headmistress on account of bad behavior.

[meganleigh123]

"Enigmatic... What?" Remy looked bizarrely at him. Whatever it meant is so should have been good because she was about to take her doll out of her bag and beat him upside the head with it. He thanks her for help but then calls her whatever in the name of Hades' 'egnimatic'. This man was weird!

"I should warn you before I say 'see you around'... I might as well be ditching your class for a while. The idea of power controll class... Eh.. I'm not as suicidal as people like to think." Remy laughed and wandered away. She meant when someone lost control she didn't want to be around. Being around was sometimes as good as dead.

For some reason, being the screwed up person she is, Remy hid behind the outside door and peak out around the edge. She wondered if she could either a) scare him or b) stalk him.

[helleker]

It took Donnie a moment to register what Remy's parting words meant, and by the time he wanted to ask whether she automatically doubted his ability to keep the 'control' in 'power control' class, she had disappeared.

Looking out at the door through which she had so suddenly departed, he hoped that she would go back on her word and attend his class. After the conditions of their initial meeting, he felt the need to prove his validity as a teacher to her. Even after they had 'started again', he got the impression that the girl was skeptical of his capabilities.

Realizing that the receptionist was awaiting an explanation for his entrance to the room, he turned to her. He notified her of who he was and why he was here, and she told him that the headmistress was in her office.

Crossing the reception room to the familiar office door, Donnie couldn't help but reminisce on the last time he had visited the office. It had been in his last year as a student at the Academy, and after being a model student for most of his educational life, he had been persuaded by some friends to take a trip into St. Michaels. No trouble had come of it, but they had run into a teacher who caught them out and sent them home, and Donnie distinctly remembered being the only one that was sent to see the headmistress. Which didn't seem at all fair at the time.

Krystal Mays was two years younger than him, as he understood, so in all likelihood she had been in attendance at the Academy while he had been, though she would have been a couple of classes below him. He wondered if he'd recognize her out of all the faces he saw, and so long ago.

He knocked thrice on the door.