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@issahsrp

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Zeke takes one and points. "Thanks."

*Places a tray of weed brownies in the teacher lounge*

“Enjoy, freshly made.”

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your plot really is cliche and you barely on the dash she a hoe and annoying and just got here happy plotting

I usually have shit to do during the day and for the most part, your parties and events are for your age group. When I did try to be on the dash and do shit I’m either ignored or y'all joke about fucking me. I have plots with a couple other people and I barely get past a couple replies because of my ooc life. I don’t even know why I’m explaining this to your pussy ass since you can’t come off anon and say it to my face, but I figured I’d grant you the courtesy.

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Fucking look, I’m not gonna wait for admin to see my IM and say sumn so let me say this right now. Stop godmodding your way into my shit with other people. Me and him was in a closed room and no one was there. Don’t speak on it in the tags, don’t speak on it through strikes cause now you insulting my character when I only spoke to 4 people in the last 24 hours. Shit is annoying when you’re actually trying to plot and develop. I don’t know if it’s a personal agenda with my FC or cause you wanna fuck your teachers so bad but fucking stop. You hate her cause your friends hate her? Fine but stop commenting on shit you can’t see or wasn’t there for. Jesus Christ. 

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"Because I'm off the clock. Sounds like you a personal problem!"

Spend some time with me since you fuckin students now

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"Nah. Stay out of grown folks business."

Spend some time with me since you fuckin students now

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“Not sure how you expect me to remember everything when I was letting Hennessy speak for me,” This wasn’t to disregard what happened, but it was the truth - Blair crossed Ezekiel’s path on a night where his judgment and feelings were clouded by liquor, and what were usually internal thoughts about a woman like her became external actions. He couldn’t deny what had happened or the tension between the two of them, but the rules were absolutely different now. While Blair may not have cared about the outcome, or was willing to keep quiet, there was no way he could go back on the rules he placed for himself. For the moment, he’d have to try to get it through the girl’s head; Lord knows he felt that she was spoiled, and now that she knew he had an affect on him she’d ride this out for the longest. Suddenly their bodies were pressed together and the night again smacked him in the face as her scent filled his nostrils. He watched her closely as his tongue darted across his lips, furrowing his brow as he watched her closely. “Kicked out before, huh? You’re just on your black widow shit, huh?” He rubbed at his goatee before he shook his head. “That’s real nice to know, but you call me when you get your GED, B. I don’t do students, period. You’re not exempt from that.”

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He tilted his head as he stared her down. "That sarcasm. Of all the things I don't remember, I remember that," Zeke went quiet again as he allowed himself a moment to recollect himself. It happened beforehand, right? If it had happened while she was attending the school, he would have seen her long beforehand and it would have never happened. He asked her age - she was was still young compared to him, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. At this point, it was in the past. No need to even bring it up or make anything awkward between the two of them. "Well, fine. You're here, I'm here. It is what it is, let's leave it at that," If he seemed irritated, it was probably because he was caught in a state of embarrassment, a feeling he didn't have often so he didn't know how to deal with that.

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He had to have been hallucinating, or maybe it was just an idle thought catching up with his conscience - it often happened when his mind was filled and swarming with thoughts. But he would quickly learn that he was indeed within a sober reality. He returned to the hallway, now empty and devoid of any other soul aside from the few hall monitors that were patrolling the area. The scent filled his nose again, and his stomach turned as he turned around to see the smaller figure standing against the adjacent wall. His face lost it's usual deepened hue of butterscotch, and he stood before the young woman, awestruck and completely flustered. "How the fu-" He collected himself before he could allow the curse to leave his lips, and he stood up straight as he nodded towards the classroom, guiding her inside before he shut the door behind him. As soon as he was able to get them 'alone,' he turned her way with eyebrows furrowed and his stance automatically defensive. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He was scrambling to remember the last time he saw her... it was at a bar... he was certain he was drunk... it was another one of those nights. Please God, let her be here for her little sister or something, He thought to himself.

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He usually worked all through the lunch periods and was able to get the last period off for the day - with only an hour and some change left in the school day, he just took his late lunch as he always did and would just take some time to plan the next day until the last bell rang. His mind was swarming with some ideas and with the school year now in as full of a swing as it would be at this point, he had to stay on the ball. Today seemed like it'd be like how most school days ended, and he was grateful since earlier's foolishness with the Freshman class deciding they had enough of the Upperclassmen's bullshit every year. Nonetheless, that was over now; he was ready to down his lunch and get this day over with. At least, that was until a familiar scent wafted through the air. It was almost as if certain fragments of his memory had been rebranded into his brain, the sudden heat radiating from his frame making it feel as if he had suddenly been tossed in the furnace. He stood up and twisted his lips to the side, curiously leaving the classroom before he peeked out into the hallway, seeing a couple students in the hallway, but nothing out of the ordinary. ...Yeah, he was imagining it. He had to have been.

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MUSE PLAYLIST ● Z: THE LP

Muse music to represent Ezekiel St. James. Tracklist below. @issahsrp

Intro x The XX

Baby I'm A Star x Prince

Mystic Brew x Ronnie Foster

Everybody Loves the Sunshine x Roy Ayers

Have Some Love x Childish Gambino

Good Times x Styles P

There Will Be Tears x Frank Ocean

The Valley x Miguel

St. Tropez x J. Cole

Need You x Travie McCoy

Come Back to Me x Janet Jackson

Inner Universe x Yoko Kanno feat. ORIGA

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"I don't get paid nearly enough for this," Zeke makes sure the room is without bullshit before he closes and locks the door.

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Tommie Dubious 

Theater w/ Daddy Mr. St. James.  @mresj​

Handed in on August 14, 2017

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Bailey Stewart. August 14th, 2017. Theater with Mr. St. James. — @mresj

FIVE BREATHING EXERCISES;

Abdominal Breathing Technique. The Stimulating Breath. The 4-7-8(Relaxing Breath) Exercise. Guided Visualization. Skull Shining Breath.

FIVE VERBAL EXERCISES;

“Can you can a can as a canner can can a can?” “I have got a date at a quarter to eight; I’ll see you at the gate, so don’t be late.” “You know New York, you need New York, you know you need unique New York.” “I saw a kitten eating chicken in the kitchen.” “If a dog chews shoes, whose shoes does he choose?”

My favorite movie, though it may sound cliche, is THE LION KING. The Lion King tells the story of Simba, a young lion who is to succeed his father, Mufasa, as King of the Pride Land. But, after Simba’s uncle Scar murders Mufasa to gain power, Simba is manipulated into thinking he was responsible and flees into exile.As he matures, Simba meet new friends Timon and Pumba and even runs into his childhood friend Nala; who then he falls in love with. Simba is given some valuable perspective from Nala, and his shaman, Rafiki, before returning to challenge Scar to end his tyranny and take his place in the Circle of Life as the rightful King, LIVING HAPPILY EVER AFTER. This is my favorite movie because it was the first Disney movie to be based off African American’s and in Africa and the songs are great you know? Did you know Beyonce, Donald Glover, James Earl Jones, Seth Rogan AND Alfre Woodard are going to be in the live action version? Can you say…ICONIC?!

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Zeke yawned slightly as he rubbed under his eye, walking into his classroom before sitting his bag at his desk. After writing the written warm-up on the whiteboard, he sat down at his desk with his breakfast, and the papers of whom turned his assignment in early. He glanced over the suggestions of what would help with physical warm-ups, and he pulled out his phone to find a good 'relaxation' playlist. Hooking it up to the speaker he had brought, he began the playlist for people to listen and relax to when they walked into class.