in MaryAnne.
Life sure can be funny and here she was going over all her worries with MaryAnne. Why? That was one question on repeat playing inside her head. Maybe it was because Stacey, Yvette and Penny would just offer support. She didn’t need that right now and that was the real reason she called Jurnee. MaryAnne was a better substitute then she ever could have guessed.
Chapter 6:
After lunch MaryAnne, Ginger needed to stay busy. She went home to grab her stuff for the night classes and her laptop to do some writing if inspiration hit. Once in the downtown office, she called to tell Stacey that she would be able to go to the exhibit with her.
Next she did a five hour shift at the hotel. Ginger mostly paper-work and other management work that consisted of checking figures and budget reports. After she took a bust to USC so she could teach her two classes. She sends a quick text to Lucas that she’ll be late and loved him.
Ginger put her phone in airplane mode, if he wasn’t ready to deal- fine. She’d do what she did best, get caught up in work and excel. First she returned the graded papers, taught a quick lesson on free flow and allowed the students to work in small groups.
While they worked in pairs, Ginger imputed the grades electronically. She tore up the slip of paper she kept and left her grade book at home. After twenty minutes, she made the students work on improvising for scenes from Shakespeare.
Next for the last twenty minutes, Ginger asked the students to write a mini weboside on any of their favorite books. Class ended and they all ran out the room. The next class was more anxious to leave, since it was eight thirty. They all seemed to be burning on Redbull and caffeine. This class was a whole lot more vocal and creative, so they turned in their project of creating a small short independent video blog.
They acted out a few scenes from the Odyssey. Ginger loved the classics like Homer. Once that was done, they still had 16 minutes left so she let them go early. One student, Vincent Drayden stayed behind to talk to her. He was a bright twenty year old demon that also went to Dark Force University a few spells inside the school.
It seemed that not only was Ginger’s plate filled, but the school wanted her to give a lecture on psychic connections. Damn, someone must have told them about the unique bond she temporarily shared with Stacey. Once Hannah died, it split and she was allowed privacy.
A part of her knew it was to keep others safe. Ginger was a Rosetta stone, able to decipher hidden things that no one else saw. Her time power already made her priceless but combined with the angel blond – she as a true rarity.
She thanked Vincent for delivering the news, went upstairs to her office to start reading the papers. First she’d read them all together to get a sense of writing styles and overall class flow .Next she’d grade individually. It was hard to be objective when each student had his or her own individual voice and writing style.
Sometimes like this, it made education seem like a waste. Giving an A for standard form over creativity was what academia liked, but not Ginger’s own personal viewpoint of learning. A whole hour went by, she was it was almost 11:20 so she stuffed everything in her bag and headed for the door.
Walking across campus at midnight was nice. It brought a sense of closeness to nature and cleared her mind of all the clutter. She switched her phone back on and waited for the outside world to bombard her. Somehow she felt it, a change in the air or maybe it was her intuition but something was definitely off.
Chapter 7:
Closing her eyes and clearing her mind, Ginger didn’t know what it was right off the bat but something was up. Someone had did
Life sure can be funny and here she was going over all her worries with MaryAnne. Why? That was one question on repeat playing inside her head. Maybe it was because Stacey, Yvette and Penny would just offer support. She didn’t need that right now and that was the real reason she called Jurnee. MaryAnne was a better substitute then she ever could have guessed.
Chapter 6:
After lunch MaryAnne, Ginger needed to stay busy. She went home to grab her stuff for the night classes and her laptop to do some writing if inspiration hit. Once in the downtown office, she called to tell Stacey that she would be able to go to the exhibit with her.
Next she did a five hour shift at the hotel. Ginger mostly paper-work and other management work that consisted of checking figures and budget reports. After she took a bust to USC so she could teach her two classes. She sends a quick text to Lucas that she’ll be late and loved him.
Ginger put her phone in airplane mode, if he wasn’t ready to deal- fine. She’d do what she did best, get caught up in work and excel. First she returned the graded papers, taught a quick lesson on free flow and allowed the students to work in small groups.
While they worked in pairs, Ginger imputed the grades electronically. She tore up the slip of paper she kept and left her grade book at home. After twenty minutes, she made the students work on improvising for scenes from Shakespeare.
Next for the last twenty minutes, Ginger asked the students to write a mini weboside on any of their favorite books. Class ended and they all ran out the room. The next class was more anxious to leave, since it was eight thirty. They all seemed to be burning on Redbull and caffeine. This class was a whole lot more vocal and creative, so they turned in their project of creating a small short independent video blog.
They acted out a few scenes from the Odyssey. Ginger loved the classics like Homer. Once that was done, they still had 16 minutes left so she let them go early. One student, Vincent Drayden stayed behind to talk to her. He was a bright twenty year old demon that also went to Dark Force University a few spells inside the school.
It seemed that not only was Ginger’s plate filled, but the school wanted her to give a lecture on psychic connections. Damn, someone must have told them about the unique bond she temporarily shared with Stacey. Once Hannah died, it split and she was allowed privacy.
A part of her knew it was to keep others safe. Ginger was a Rosetta stone, able to decipher hidden things that no one else saw. Her time power already made her priceless but combined with the angel blond – she as a true rarity.
She thanked Vincent for delivering the news, went upstairs to her office to start reading the papers. First she’d read them all together to get a sense of writing styles and overall class flow .Next she’d grade individually. It was hard to be objective when each student had his or her own individual voice and writing style.
Sometimes like this, it made education seem like a waste. Giving an A for standard form over creativity was what academia liked, but not Ginger’s own personal viewpoint of learning. A whole hour went by, she was it was almost 11:20 so she stuffed everything in her bag and headed for the door.
Walking across campus at midnight was nice. It brought a sense of closeness to nature and cleared her mind of all the clutter. She switched her phone back on and waited for the outside world to bombard her. Somehow she felt it, a change in the air or maybe it was her intuition but something was definitely off.
Chapter 7:
Closing her eyes and clearing her mind, Ginger didn’t know what it was right off the bat but something was up. Someone had did
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