he bites into a sweet green apple as he roams the halls of hawkins, dark brown leather jacket clung to his arms. he’s ten minutes late to his first teaching job as a history teacher, but kol doubts that any of the teens will mind a bit of chatter. he opens the door and lets it swing open before moving inside. he supposes that he’s here to prove a point, even if the reasoning is a little beyond him at the moment.

     ‘ all right, all right ! quieten down a little. i’m your new history teacher, mr. mikaelson. ’     he grabs a piece of chalk and writes his name on the board.     ‘ don’t be deceived by the accent, i’m not british. ’     /     @sugrpnk     .     sc

another  day  of  endless  torture        _{&        sarcastic   remarks   to   follow   ,     blonde   tresses   splayed   out   messily   amongst   the   wooden   desk   ,     head   pressed   against   the   cool   surface    .     she   was   bored      &      uninterested   in   what   was   going   on   around   her   ,     that   was   until   she   heard   the   voice   of   their   so   called     ‘  new  ‘     history   teacher;      &      in   her   opinion   - - -   also   looked   a   little   too   young     .     but   then   again   ,     who   was   she   to   judge     ?}

_{head   still   pressed   against   the   hard   object   eyes   still   lingering   on   the   other   quizzically   ,     she   couldn’t   help   but   scoff   at   his   words     .}          ❛        great   …      _{we   have   a   try - hard   comedian   as   a   teacher     .     YAY     !}        ❜ 

&;   *   ♡  ﹕   NANCY  WHEELER .

        THERE IS NO JEALOUSY TO BE FOUND IN HER EYES WHEN ^{_{nancy’s gaze falls on the other girl, although knowing full well about her past with steve. instead, there is curiosity. intrigue, even. she recently has broken up with the boy and come to the realization his gender wasn’t the only one she was attracted to. but that, she had kept to herself, not even telling jonathan. her solitude after barb’s death had only grown since she ended things with steve, not that she’d ever fitted in with his friends who were careless & immature. her grades & attendance greatly affected by the loss of her long-time bestfriend (&, incidentally, the discovery of another dimension & its great dangers), nancy is barely listening to the lecture, doodling rather than taking notes — distracted. when the bell rings, announcing the end of another painfully long day of class, she sighs with relief & quickly picks up her stuff before heading to the door. lost in her thoughts & not really paying attention to her surroundings, she accidentally runs into the very girl that has invaded her mind. cheeks blush with embarrassment, a soft apology is half-murmured & eyes find nothing else to stare at than her own feet. never before had she acted like this. what the hell was happening to her?}} 

CHERRY      FLAVOURED      LIPS      POUT         _{in      a      bored     manner ,      fingers      fiddling      with      a      pencil       that      irritatingly     hits       off      the       notebook      that       she       was     writing      on .     when      it      got      to      a     certain      part      of      the      day ,      the      belfast      born      shuts    off                                       eyes      immediately      following       the       hands      of      the      clock ,     inwardly      hoping      that’ll     go        by      faster .      life     in      hawkins       was      the       in       the      norm      for       the      brunette ,       she      got      herself       crowned        as      the     school       whore        for      hooking     up      with     steve     when      she      first      arrived     at     the       education       facility ,        as       well       as      hooking       with      a         girl       who      was      much      older      than    her ,     yet     she    didn’t      seem      to      care;     she’d       been      called      worse .}

_{the      sound      of       a       bell ,     lips      curve      at      the     corners         widening      the      grin      that      was     forming        &         in        record      time      she      had       her       shit      packed         &       was      out      of      the        hell       hole       she      called        a       classroom      -  -  -       only      to     be      ‘smacked’       ran      into .}

❛         NANCY    WHEELER      !          ❜          _{accent     thick ,      eyes     full     of     mischief      &     smirk      in      place ,      she      couldn’t      help     but     tease .}           ❛         _{what’s     got     ya’      thinking     so      hard ,     that      you’re      practically      running     into    folk       ?}         ❜