teachingcharlotte

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myerskim·:

Kimberly quietly listened to her, it warmed her heart that the woman seemed so focus on making her feel better and truly Kimberly appreciated it. Every once in awhile someone will remember that paramedics work just as hard and save people’s lives and each time it happens she’s happy to take the compliment, of course this isn’t the reason why she’s in this job, she’s doing this to save lives after all, compliments and thank yous aren’t necessary. “No, it’s okay no need to apologize, I wasn’t ready for it but I fully want to say thank you, you have no idea what it means to me and any EMT to hear that.” Kimberly smiled brightly. “Unfortunately I didn’t get much of a chance to check the stalls but I’m looking forward to tonight as well, I won’t be able to drink because I’ll still be on call but at least I’ll be able to wear a an outfit and not be on my uniform.” 

“I’m glad I could make your day a bit brighter, at the very least, then.” Charlotte beamed. “Your work is important, especially in a place like Charming.” Her face fell momentarily as she considered everything that had happened in town over the past several months. Things had been changing so rapidly, and with tragedy surrounding them all, she truly wanted to do anything she could to bring back the sense of community and closeness she’d felt as a child. Charlotte perked back up, hearing that the other would at least have some opportunity to enjoy things semi-off duty. “Sounds like you have a lot to look forward to then. When you get the chance, I definitely recommend the BBQ stand if you haven’t had the chance to check it out already. The Police Department is doing such an excellent job- who knew they’re great chefs as well?” She laughed. 

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myerskim·:

“Thank you so much, I hope you’re having a wonderful Valentine’s Day.” Kimberly was happy to see the joy on her face. “Well you sure made me feel appreciated today, EMTs don’t usually get the ‘thank you’s that’s saved for the doctors.” Her smile  didn’t slip away, she didn’t mind, everyone has their own job to do and when she drops patients at the hospital, it’s not her case anymore. “Not really, there were a few yells here and there but it was yells of excitement so fortunately nothing that was a medical emergency, but what about you? Enjoying the day?”

“You are very welcome, Kim! I hope the same for you! I mean, obviously you’re working but, at least you get to be here, in the center of things. Sometimes, I find people watching at events to be more thrilling than actually participating in events. And this just seems like a golden opportunity for that.” Charlotte focused on Kim’s lips, nodding as the woman explained often getting overlooked. “Doctors are great, don’t get me wrong. But, frontline workers such as yourself deserve recognition too. You’re an important part of the process.” Dipping her head slightly, she bit into her lower lip before continuing. “There have been a couple of times throughout my life that my family has needed the assistance of paramedics. I truly believe my Dad wouldn’t have been with us as long as he was without first responders such as yourself. What you do is important.” Chuckling, she shook her head slightly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go all ‘doom and gloom’ on you. Just...Know that you’re appreciated.” Charlotte’s smile returned as their conversation continued. “That’s great to hear at least. I know it can get a little...Unpredictable around here, sometimes. Me? Oh, it has been an alright day. Really just walking around, checking out the food and games. I’m looking forward to the dinner tonight, it’ll be nice to see everyone in the same place. I think we can always use a larger sense of community around here.” 

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norasbehzadi·:

        ‘  oh  ,   hell  yeah  .  ’    she  grins  ,   loves  to  be  greeted  by  someone  who  could  reach  her  own  immaculate  vibes !  such  people  are  hard  to  find  in  a  tiny  little  town  like  this  .    ‘  woah  ,   sign  language ?   i  guess  it’s  time  to  add  another  language  on  my  list  of  languages  .  ’   so  far  she’s  got :   english  ,   iranian  ,   and  spanish  down  .   she’s  in  the  middle  of  learning  chinese  ,   so  what’s  one  more ?    ‘  right ?  that  lovely  bartender  read  me  so  damn  well  .   and  i’m  nora  -  ’   gives  the  other  a  wide  grin  ,   offers  her  hand  .    ‘  nice  to  meet  you  too  .  ’  

Sitting the drink on the table next to her, Charlotte took the hand being offered to her. “Pleasure to meet you, Nora. I may have grown up here, but sometimes I feel like I’ll never really know everyone!” Laughing, she glanced around at the dinner going on around them, the woman’s words about learning another language hitting her. “Adding ASL to your list would be cool- it would be nice to have someone to sign with around town. It sounds like you already know others, though. That’s impressive. What is it that you do, Nora?” She asked, her smile widening as she took another sip of her drink. 

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myerskim·:

Location: Main Street Date: February 14th (valentine’s day event) With: Anyone! @charmingstarters·

The ambulance was parked at the start of the street, she was ready for any yell or a cry for help if needs be. Working on Valentine’s day, she would feel sorry for herself if she cared at all, she stopped caring about that holiday after what happened. But it was nice, sitting in the ambulance, watching everyone have their romantic holiday in main street while once in awhile someone would give a flower or a candy and say they appreciate that she’s working today and keeping everyone safe. Out of the corner of her eye someone handed her a box of chocolate. “Another one to the list, thank you.” She smiles as she takes it.  

Offering a smile, Charlotte handed over the small gift. “It’s no trouble, really!” She beamed, signing while she spoke. “It’s so gracious of you, and everyone else working today, to be here. You guys deserve to enjoy the holiday, too! And, to know you’re appreciated.” Taking a step forward, she turned her head, eyeing everyone as they moved around them. “So, have you had much excitement tonight?”

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norasbehzadi·:

tagging:  open  /  @charmingstarters· ! date:  feb 14th   (  valentine’s  event  )   location:   dinner party  /  near  open  bar  .  

               ‘  check  this  out  !  ’    and  she  saunters  over  ,   two  drinks  in  her  hand  .   the  faint  british  accent  of  hers  is  stronger  with  each  drink  ,   and  this  is  number  …  4 ?  5 ?  she’s  not  sure  ,   nora’s  already  lost  track  and  is  buzzing  with  excitement  .    ‘  the  bartender  made  this  up  on  the  spot  ,   named  it  the  nora  ,   ‘cause  i  was  so  damn  charming !  ’   gives  a  wide  grin  ,   offers  the  other  one  of  the  drinks  .    ‘  well  ,   i  don’t  want  to  drink  by  myself  at  a dinner  party  .   join  me ?  ’  

Turning, Charlotte smiled at the approaching woman, doing her best to read her lips as she drew closer. Her eyes fell to the drinks she was carrying as she approached. “Oh!” She exclaimed, her eyebrows raising in polite surprise as she signed and spoke. “Thank you so much for that. I’m not normally a drinker but, I’d be honored to be in on the ground-floor of this brand new drink!” Reaching for the glass being offered, she nodded her thanks before taking a sip. “Wow! That’s definitely delicious.” Charlotte said, a bit shocked. “Thanks for this. I’m Charlotte, by the way! It’s great to meet you!”

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location: curly bops with: anyone @charmingstarters​

Taking a seat in the nearest empty chair, Charlotte pulled her purse into her lap, her head on a swivel as she took in everything happening around her. The salon was always busy, so she was happy to simply have had the opportunity to get an appointment. “Man, this place really is packed. That must mean they do a fabulous job.” She said to no one in particular. “I haven’t had my hair done in quite some time. I’m not sure what I want, but...I do think it’s time for a change. What about you? Just a trim or are you looking for a drastic change?” Charlotte signed and spoke at the same time, having noticed another patron taking a nearby seat. 

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nikkistevens·:

“Thank you. I learned from one of the best. Also, Google is a big help.” She chuckled, carefully grabbing the arrangement Charlotte was admiring. Nikki walked with it over towards the register. “Yes, it’s a really great deal. I think the owner’s trying to clear inventory before all the roses roll in, y’know?” As she pulled some thick ribbon out from under the desk and placed it on the counter. “No order is complete without a bow wrapped around it. What’s your favorite color?”

Laughing, Charlotte followed Nikki towards the register. “You know, you’ve given me an idea to implement into my classroom, actually...” She mused, her mind wandering slightly. “A lot of teaching literature is about helping students understand metaphors. Symbolism. It could be interesting to incorporate some short stories containing different types of flowers into a lesson plan. Understanding how the meaning of different flower types speaks to the symbolism the author was portraying...” Shaking her head, an apologetic look crossed her face. “I’m sorry- teacher brain. There really isn’t an off button.” Charlotte’s eyes lit up as Nikki pulled the ribbon from behind the counter. “Oh, that’s so sweet! Purple, actually, any shade! I just love how regal it looks.” 

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7, 33, 45

7.) do they wake up groggy or alert? do they like mornings?           -Charlotte wakes up alert each morning. She is not slow moving or groggy whatsoever, and wakes up ready for each day, ready to go.

33.) are they too hard on themselves over the little things?           -Most definitely. She is not quick to judge or be harsh towards others, however she is her own worst enemy and biggest critic. Charlotte is absolutely type-A, so if things go wrong, even things out of her control, she does feel a certain level of disappointment and guilt. 

45.) what’s their dream job / profession? do they have one?           -As corny as it may sound, Charlotte already has her dream job. She’s wanted to teach since she was a young child, and is truly grateful for the opportunities her career has afforded her. 

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Three things or people she loves unconditionally?

1.) Her siblings (two brothers) 2.) Her students 3.) The charm bracelet her father gave her before he passed

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javiersfigueroa·:

Javier stood outside La Luna, smoking his cigarette with quiet contemplation. He wasn’t much of a drinker anymore but with his first free night in a few months and a daughter fast asleep and under the watchful eye of her babysitter, it felt appropriate to give himself at least a few hours of peace and quiet. That wasn’t exactly the night he’d found himself having at the bar, though he would rather drop dead than drag his ass over to Hoopers. It was drawing close to midnight, he’d already seen a few drunkards stumbling out from the bar, probably deciding where their night would go next and since he had grown unable to separate himself and the job, Javier thought it best to linger outside, see if anyone was itching to cause a scene.

Sure, it was a late night- later than Charlotte normally allowed herself to be out. But, the local theater had been showing a stellar double-feature, one she just couldn’t bring herself to pass up. She’d been walking home, her house not being far from the theater, though given that it was now midnight she’d begun to question whether or not that was the best decision. Charlotte had pulled out her phone to text a friend, wanting someone to know where she was, just in case. With her head bent, she wasn’t paying quit enough attention, and subsequently managed to plow right into someone standing on the sidewalk. “Oh, shoot!” She exclaimed, pocketing her phone quickly. “I’m so sorry, I obviously should’ve been paying more attention.” Signing and speaking simultaneously, she looked the man in the eye, starting again once she realized who she’d run into. “Oh! Officer Figueroa! Well, now I’m just embarrassed.” Smiling, Charlotte ran a hand through her hair. “I hope you’re...Having a nice evening?” She asked, a quizzical look overtaking her features.

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dolorescadieux·:

“I told you not to call me.” Dolores hissed down the phone, tucking herself as small as she possibly could into the sharp corner of the street. It took all her strength not to sink to the floor and burst into tears, hearing the voice of her past lover always had that affect, made her want to crumble and wait for him to put her back together. It had been a few years since she’d last heard from him, it wasn’t long enough. “I told you not to call and you did not listen. You never listen. I don’t want to hear your voice- let me speak!” She practically yelled, something she never did. A few moments of silence fell on her end while the muffled yelling from a man on the other side of the phone could be heard. Dolores only lasted for a few seconds before she was pulling the phone away and hanging up. After a couple of deep breaths, Dolores pulled herself from the corner and went to walk, not before bumping directly into someone who had been lingering close. 

Charlotte had been passing by, heading back home after visiting Flor Amor. Her bag was slung over her body, and in her right hand she carried the vase of multicolored daisies she’d just purchased. While she couldn’t hear what was occurring, she couldn’t have missed the woman tucked away in a small corner, her facial expressions as concerning as her body language. Once the phone had been put away, Charlotte decided to approach, just to make sure she was alright. Though, as she stepped forward the woman turned, and the two collided. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” Charlotte apologized, signing with her free hand as she spoke. “I don’t mean to intrude, I just...Wanted to make sure you’re alright. My name is Charlotte, Charlotte DuChamp.” She offered, a weak smile crossing her features. 

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rafagraves·:

it seemed that charlotte had caught him in a good mood. it was something that was rare for him. he could tell that she was relieved that he had been willing to do her the favor of letting her drop her car off. he shrugged as she thanked him again,” you’re welcome.” the surprise on her face was clear when he offered her a ride. maybe he shouldn’t have since he doubted she would accept. most that didn’t know him tended to be afraid or just didn’t trust him. he was shrugging as he glanced around the garage before looking back at her,” my guys will be here soon,” he said with a shrug,” and don’t worry about paying me back.” he was going to grab his keys from the desk before motioning for her to follow him. he was surprised that she knew his name,” it’s rafael,” he told her before he was moving towards his bike. he was going to pull out the spare helmet that was usually kept in the storage compartment,” nice to meet you too charlotte.” he was holding it out for her to take,” do you need anything from your car?” 

When she’d accepted the ride, an army of butterflies began to swarm in her stomach, though she staved them off. All of her mother’s warnings about the dangers of motorcycles ran through her mind, but she continued to shove them aside. Of course she knew Rafael, and his affiliations, and because of that she was confident that if anyone knew what they were doing on a motorcycle, it’d be him. When he motioned for her to follow him she did, shuffling towards the desk. “If you say so, sure.” Charlotte shrugged, knowing that she would probably still do something small, at the very least. It wasn’t as if she viewed it as an obligation, more that she wanted to make sure others knew when she was grateful. Taking the spare helmet, she smiled as she slipped it onto her head. “Nope, I’m good to go!” She replied, tapping the bag  strung across her neck and chest. “Ready when you are, Captain!” Charlotte joked, chuckling softly at herself. 

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nikkistevens·:

“Exactly! That race against the clock just adds something extra.” Nikki was beyond happy for the change of conversation. She felt much more comfortable talking about flowers than talking about her grandmother. Flowers were something she could talk about for days. “Ooh daisies are such a cute flower. They symbolize innocence and purity. So I actually think a classroom would be the perfect place for them. A vase of daises would run you like $45 with the vase included.”

“I’ve heard great minds think alike, we’ve determined the validity in that, if you ask me!” Leaning forward, Charlotte pressed her nose lightly into the bouquet, taking in the sweet smell of the flowers. Righting herself, she nodded as Nikki spoke. “Wow, I never knew that. You’re very knowledgeable- of course I didn’t expect anything less considering our conversation so far.” Reaching into her purse, Charlotte pulled out her wallet. “That’s so reasonable for such a gorgeous arrangement! I’ll definitely take this one!”

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marcusortiz​:

He’d hoped he’d get a car to distract him but a conversation was also something that could pass the time. Charlotte wasn’t someone who was going to talk about the Devil’s or thank god the Wolves. “Busy. I’m sure you know what it’s like to do paper work.” She was a teacher, he might not have really paid attention in school but he’d seen the stacks of papers. “What’s the whole teaching game like right now?” 

Rolling her eyes dramatically, Charlotte nodded before adding a laugh. “Oh, definitely. It’s the bane of my existence, I’ll tell you that much! Unfortunately, though, it’s a necessary evil. I can’t say I’m not a fan of the move towards technology though. At least typing is easier and faster.” Realizing she was beginning to ramble, she shrugged, dipping her head slightly. Looking back up, she caught Marcus’ question, grateful to have something else to focus on before she made a complete fool of herself. “It’s going well I’d say, all things considered. Even though the holidays were a month ago now, we’ve entered that ‘after holiday funk’ where everyone is starting to realize we won’t have another break until Spring. So, motivation has been a bit of a challenge. But, we’ll get through it, as always. And, of course, there’s always the challenge of keeping students interested in actually reading but...It’s a journey. What about you, Marcus? How are things on your end? In the auto repair game?”

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nikkistevens·:

If she had been anywhere but at work Nikki would have ignored the question, but she wanted to make a good impression so she answered. She noticed the woman signing so she made sure to keep her lips visible. “Oh it’s been like two decades since she worked here. I was in middle school and high school during those years. Her name was Clementine Stevens, but everyone called her Miss Clem. She loved this town and everyone in it.” It hurt to talk about her, but also it made her happy to remember her and all the happiness she brought not only to Nikki but the whole time. “Thank you. I appreciate it. And it’s definitely the adrenaline. Plus that euphoric feeling when you finish and nail it is pretty hard to beat.” Nikki laughed along with the other woman. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Charlotte. I’m Nikki. I’m a florist. Obviously.” She grinned.

“Miss Clem...” Charlotte thought, her voice trailing off as she wracked her brain. “You know that does sound familiar. I would have been quite young when she was here, but like I said my mother frequented this place, I’m certain I would have come across her. Either way, I think it’s incredible you’re here, now. Carrying on a legacy. That’s very special.” Nikki’s body language had shifted, if only slightly, during the mentions of her grandmother and familial ties to the shop, something Charlotte picked up on. Not wanting to distress the other, she moved quickly on to the second portion of their conversation. “You’re so right about that! It’s a feeling of accomplishment unlike others. Of course any feeling like that is fantastic, but there’s something about racing against the clock that just...Ups the ante.” Laughing, Charlotte turned to examine a vase of multicolored daisies sitting on a nearby counter. “And a great one at that! Everything here is just so...Pretty. How much would something like this run? I’d love to have it for my desk.” She asked, nodding towards the daisies. 

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rafagraves·:

rafael normally wouldn’t have agreed to what she was asking. at the same time he knew he would feel like an ass if he had turned her away. she was dropping the keys into his palm and he was nodding,” don’t worry about it.” he was certain that he could get one of the guys on it once they showed up. he was glancing behind her only to look back towards her face. she planned on walking to the high school? he knew that his mother would likely be rolling in her grave if he didn’t offer her a lift,” i know it’s not far,” he told her,” but walking? if you’re alright getting on the back of a bike i can take you.” he knew that she might turn down the offer, hell, part of him was expecting her too. mostly because most were put off by him based on his appearance alone.

Truly, Charlotte couldn’t possibly relay how grateful she was. Maybe some would have considered what Rafael was doing to be a small gesture, however Charlotte believed in being as gracious as possible, especially when others went out of their way to assist. “Still. Thank you.” When the offer of a ride came, she was visibly taken aback. Her eyebrows raised and her head tilted, that ever-widening smile still present on her face. “I don’t want to put you out, but if you’re sure it’s not too much trouble, I would really appreciate that. I’ve...Never been on a motorcycle before.” Charlotte admitted, ducking her head just a bit. “You’ve been so generous, I’m going to have to do something to repay you for everything. It’s...Rafael, right? I know we don’t know each other, but I’ve definitely seen you around town! Anyway, my name is Charlotte DuChamp. It’s nice to officially meet you.”

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marcusortiz·:

Sometimes when Marcus needed a break he decided going into the shop and working was the best thing for him to do. His father had taught him to work on cars and where he usually let the mechanics handle the cars today he wanted to do it. He’d already finished working on the only car they had in the shop today so he went outside. There were a few people around but no one was really doing anything, anyone who was on a job was already gone. “Need any help? If I have to stare at more fucking paper work I’m going to lose my mind.” Marcus was the president but he still got his hands dirty, in every aspect of the word. @charmingstarters·

After school had let out, Charlotte placed a request for a cab to take her back to Charming Auto to pick up her car from its oil change. She was standing just outside the shop, waiting for her vehicle to be brought around, when she saw the man approaching. Of course she recognized Marcus- who didn’t? Especially having grown up in Charming. Smiling, she turned as he came to a stop next to her. “Oh, I’ve already been taken care of, I’m just waiting on my car now. But, conversation never hurt anyone. How are you, Marcus? How have things been?”