love the way you L I E -- [riley]

[ISABELLA HANIA ZADAN]

Grading papers was perhaps one of the most tedious tasks that a teacher had to go through. Looking over sheets that were almost identical, marking mistakes, calculating the grade, then repeat. It was probably the least exciting part of the job, the only thing that she truly could not say that she enjoyed. It was almost a mind numbing thing, she hardly had to think about it half of the time which she supposed was a good thing. She was still fairly new to the teaching thing, this being her second year overall and her first at this school, yet this was such an easy task. Black and white logic for the majority of it, which was nice.

The only down point on it being so easy, was that it allowed Isabella, more commonly known as Ms. Zadan or even Coach Zadan in her hand-to-hand combat classes, to have her thoughts roaming about in the depths of her brain. This occasionally brought back a painful memory causing her to flinch. Placing down the pen as she finished one of the papers she rubbed her temples for a moment, shutting her dark eyes. The knock at her office door caught her attention, a soft sigh proceeding to escape her lips. Taking her elbows off the desk and sitting up, she called out. "Come in if you wish."

The voice in the back of her mind told her to ignore it and pretend she wasn't there though logical did tell Isabella otherwise. Her eyes focused on the door and the silhouette of whoever was interrupting her... not that she entirely minded.

[cvdude86]

Riley was pissed. Point , blank, period. He didn't know what to do with himself, he didn't want to stay at this stupid school, the stupid teachers weren't doing anything for his gift. He was just glad the students left him alone, or else they would have been thrown off the roof. There was only one thing he learned with his gift, was that if he concentrated really hard, he could move objects that he wasn't looking at. If he knew where it was, and what direction he wanted it to go in, he could make it happen. That was good, now he get his materials he left in his dorm.

But today he didn't care about his stupid gift, he just wanted to give someone a piece of what Riley had. Riley had actually bonded with his powers, if that was possible. He could use it for whatever he wanted, bad things or good things, and he was leaning towards the bad things. Riley slowly walked down the hallways to find an office, he didn't care who or which one. He just found one, and knocked. The door was locked. So he concentrated on the inside, and the lock twisted and turned, until the door opened. " Oh, sorry. " he wasn't. He looked at the girl who sat in the desk. " Tell me, why you guys aren't teaching us anything ! " Riley almost screamed this time. His anger was boiling up to his face, he had problems with this. Before he knew it, his gift kicked up. The desk was levitating, and all the mini objects were. He tried to relax, and set the things down, most of them broke. But he wasn't concerned. He took a deep breathe in, and looked at her once more.

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[ISABELLA HANIA ZADAN]

Isabella stood up with a quick, lithe moment as he busted angrily into her office. Students typically were not ignorant enough to do such to a teacher overall - her especially. Her classes usually were harder than average, especially hand-to-hand combat. The fact that she could beat a physical the majority of the time, other than the speeds of course, said a lot to her students and left a mark. She recognized the student of course, Davidson, he was a telekinetic. They could be dangerous when angered, perhaps not as dangerous as other powers, but easily could destroy things. "Calm down," she instructed, her tone firm.

Deciding that it was unlikely he was going to do it on her own, Isabella pushed her shield out the edges of her office, excluding him naturally. The desk fell back into place on the ground with a thud and she sighed, frustrated now. The door had already shut from his anger, which meant if she needed assistance to control him she would have to bang on the wall that faced behind her. "Now, you need to think rationally and re-phrase the question if you would like a reasonable answer." There were days where she felt like she was dealing with elementary students instead of high school students.

Today was definitely going to turn out to be one of those days, that much was clear. Which meant that it was not going to be a great day, this much had happened before. Students loosing control and having to be taken care of properly. That was the dangers of teaching gifted students who currently had no control of her power. But then again, she'd been through worse.

[cvdude86]

Riley felt angrier then ever. Especially when the teacher used her shield, pushing Riley away. How could a teacher be so stupid, and make a student with telekinesis angrier. Riley didn't know what to do now. He didn't know what to tell her, all he knew was that his head was heated with anger, and he felt hot. Really hot, he wasn't really feeling good, and was shaking all over. Riley closed his eyes, and concentrated for a minute. He focused on an empty hallway which contained the fire alarm. His telekinesis pulled it down. The alarm rang, and everyone began to empty the school.

But Riley and the Teach. He used his telekinesis to lock the door. Riley wasn't really sure on what he was doing, he was just going on instinct, and right now his instinct was pissing him off. He stood up, and brushed himself off. Riley could see that the Teacher still had her shield on. Weak. Riley thought to himself, allowing a small grin to appear on his face. Riley shoved his hands in his pocket, and looked out the window. Everyone was standing outside, looking at the building. Oh how much Riley hated the building, it was so stupid. Riley would have never came her if it wasn't for Jason. Oh sweet Jason. Riley snapped out of his thoughts, and made himself angrier. " I mean, I'm not learning crap. And this shit is all your fault ! TAKE OFF YOUR SHIELD AND FIGHT TEACH ! " Riley wasn't really why this teach was going to fight, she was probably weak, and didn't have any offensive powers. Riley hated the people who came here, to learn that their powers weren't suppose to be used for personal gain. Or people's powers were so stupid, they didn't use them. Who had a gift that makes you stretch. What really would you use that for. Riley took a deep breathe in and focused on the teacher once more.

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[ISABELLA HANIA ZADAN]

When the fire alarm sounded Isabella crossed her arms across her chest. Really, he was going to reach down to the level of immaturity? That was a childish prank that had been used occasionally when she had been around his age, perhaps younger even. She knew there was no fire and did not even flinch toward the door, she presumed he had locked it regardless. She was glad he was no pyrokinetic, that could have been disastrous if used with his temper. He couldn't harm her at the moment though, or the majority of the items in her office. That was good, some of the things were classic originals that were worth millions. How she got them was a different story.

"Calm down!" The raven-haired teacher snapped at him, her tone slightly harsher than before. "Perhaps you would learn something if you realized to look farther than misusing your gift and perhaps paid more attention." Isabella suggested coolly, her dark eyes focused on him. She rarely fought with a student outside of class and even then it was usually just for their practice, but this did not seem like the case with him. If he wanted to fight she would let him, but when he was beat by her she wasn't going to deny it. "You don't want to fight with me. There's a reason I teach hand to hand combat. I was with the FBI up until a year and a half ago, Davidson." She went ahead and took down the physical shield she had protecting her, not the mental. That way he couldn't just use his power and control her. She didn't fight with powers, she did it the good ol' fashioned way, hands on. Using your powers was like cheating in a way and she didn't put up with it in a normal classroom or in the training arena, unless they were supposed to use their powers and nothing more. Those days were rare of course, as serious destruction could come from it.

[cvdude86]

Taking a deep breathe in, Riley realized what he was doing. Punishing a teacher because he was learning shit. Riley didn't know how to get out of this situation, but he would find a way. Riley was just being a stupid idiot, and was blaming someone else for his promblems. He really should pay attention to school. Riley wanted to get out, but if he did. The teacher might think he was weak. Riley didn't want that. He wasn't weak, and the mere thought of it, made him angrier. Riley tried to relax, but it didn't go so well. He looked out the window. How people were so gullible to really believe there was a fire. Riley smiled, jokes made him calmer.

Riley backed away, and concentrated on the door. Unlocking it, the door flew straight open. He then concentrated once more on the hallways, and stop the fire alarm. So the students could all come back. Riley had made a mess in the teacher's room so he needed to do something about that. " Uh, I'm sorry. I can clean up. he said. He didn't really know how he stopped the anger. Usually whenever he was angry, he would go into a full out raging bitch mode. He would constantly use his gift to get a kick out of things. He really needed to stop this. He knew he had to. He would one day. Maybe he was learning all ready. He looked out the window once more, to see all the students and teachers were filling the school again. Riley wanted to get back so nobody knew what would happen. Maybe he could ask the teacher for help. " Uh, are you gonna tell anyone? " he said. Scratching his head, he looked for forgiveness in the teacher.

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[ISABELLA HANIA ZADAN]

Placing her hands now on her hips, Isabella watched him carefully for his next action. Students had become increasingly good at lying and acting, well some of them, so she could never be sure what to expect from them these days. It was a frustrating thing, but she was used to being on her guard all of the time. Perhaps that was the only good thing about being so paranoid, she always was expecting the worse and never got caught by surprise when something went terribly wrong. Which was probably a good thing, as she didn't like being caught by surprise. It made her feel vulnerable, something that never ended with a good result.

"And you will," Isabella replied coolly. It was his mess, he could clean it up on his own. He maintained a dorm just fine, or she assumed since they had weekly checks to make sure nothing had become an outright pig sty from the lack of sleeping. His next question made her raise her eyebrows at him. "Will I tell anyone?" She repeated, almost in disbelief. Why would she not? Someone had to learn who pulled the alarm, and with the cameras watching the school it was doubtful they would not figure out regardless. She of course didn't have any in her office but someone would have to explain it. "Well, I hope that question was rhetorical. Because I have no reason not to." She said sharply.