A New Start for a New Term.
The woman pulls up outside the familiar stone walls on her motorbike. She tugs a case from the sidecar she'd bought and attached. Knowing the place as well as she does, the helmet stays on her head, for now at least. She doesn't bother with camouflage, if the kids try anything on her bike, they're in for a rude awakening...
Manhandling the bulky suitcase, she enters the building through a side door, one which looks long forgotten, but honestly the entire place looks very battered and lived in. Without announcing her presence, she walks quickly through the building, heading for a room that she had not set foot in for many years.
Travelling through the corridors she expects to bump into people, but doesn't know who's about as yet. She has to check in with Miss Fritton first she expects, but if all else fails, a trip to the 'staff room' and a cocktail from Matron won't go amiss.
This is the new Chemistry Teacher. She's very good. She also knows St T's. She'll probably introduce herself and take off the bike helmet if you go and say hi.
Manhandling the bulky suitcase, she enters the building through a side door, one which looks long forgotten, but honestly the entire place looks very battered and lived in. Without announcing her presence, she walks quickly through the building, heading for a room that she had not set foot in for many years.
Travelling through the corridors she expects to bump into people, but doesn't know who's about as yet. She has to check in with Miss Fritton first she expects, but if all else fails, a trip to the 'staff room' and a cocktail from Matron won't go amiss.
This is the new Chemistry Teacher. She's very good. She also knows St T's. She'll probably introduce herself and take off the bike helmet if you go and say hi.