Midnite Academy

[Dontey Alliure]

Plot

Midnite Academy. Theres really not much to say about it. It's old, stuffy, did I mention old? Well it's not all old. There are the Cliques, and lots of them, and a lot of the students are from more than one. But theres still little 'wars' raging over them like a wildfire. They're still competing for rule of the school, though it won't come easy. You can at least try. Many kids spend their days in the stuffy classrooms, while others wander about the large city, working or just plain slacking off. The teachers are trying their hardest to keep the kids in school, but it's not seeming to work. the kids are still refusing to stay in school. They even tell some of their own friends to choose sides, school, or friends. Most choose friends, while others choose school. What will you choose?

Don't forget the city, it's booming with people who need to find work, or just want to live on the California coast! Just see for yourself!


Jobs

Principle

Secretary

School Nurse

Janitor

Best Buy Staff (20 Spots Open)

Kara's Clothing (9 Spots Open) Current Staff- Leona Trenton

Imax Theater (30 Spots Open)

Record Company Producers (10 Open)

Petsmart Staff (24 Spots Open)Current Staff- Dontey Alliure

Club Midnight Staff (15 Spots Open)

Farm Workers (5 Open)

Stadium Workers (40 Open)

Camp Staff (30 Open)

Horse Back Riding Staff (30 Open)



Teaching Jobs

Freshman
Math Teacher
Science Teacher
English Teacher
Social Studies Teacher

Sophmore
Math Teacher
Science Teacher
English Teacher
Social Studies Teacher

Junior
Math Teacher
Science Teacher
English Teacher
Social Studies Teacher

Senior
Math Teacher
Science Teacher
English Teacher
Social Studies Teacher

Other Teaching Jobs
Art Teacher
Creative Writing Teacher
Choir teacher
Band Teacher
Jazz Band Teacher
Orcestra Teacher
German Teacher
French Teacher
Spanish Teacher
P.E. Teacher
Economics Teacher


Staff
Dontey Alliure

William Keenan

Open

Open


Extra Extra!
We are in desperate need of a new school secretary. The old Mrs.Rerin has died. Many kids are torn up about the loss, but we will always remember her.



Post Example!!!

Donteys breath faltered, she had walked into the school office to speak with Mrs. Rerin about her messed up schedule for the week. Only to see the old lady on the floor, not breathing. Mrs. Rerin was her foster mother, and the woman who was her current gaurdian here in America. She bent down slowly in disbelief and felt for her foster mothers pulse, very faint. She quickly shot up to the phone dialing 911 as fast as she could. She spoke quickly, and distressed into the speaker, trying not to slur her words too much, english was her second language, and in her easy panics it was hard to keep speaking english, in midsentence she'd switch to speaking her native tongue, Japanese. The lady on the other end said that an EMT would be there soon to help the old woman, and Dontey stayed at her side the entire time. The EMT's were quick with getting the woman on the stetcher, and into the vehicle. Dontey's heart pounded, and her fears rose. "I-is she going to be alright?" she'd asked so softly. At first the EMT didn't respond, but then said that they could only hope so. That hadn't helped her at all. Dontey's homeroom teacher had slowly walked into the room and saw Dontey. She spoke a few words to her and sent her off to the theater to speak.

As she focused on the hallway in front of her, things became blurry as hot tears streamed down her face. The sound of music coming from the theater now. she placed her ear on the cold metal door, listening silently, the cold felt good to her. The days here were so hot and humid lately she hadn't been even trying to cool herself off, it was no use anyway. Her shakey hand rested on the door handle, and she pressed it down slowly, pushing it open so she could step through. The sound of the guitar had stopped, and she spotted the new kid setting the guitar back on it's stand. Her brown eyes traveled around the room, and she spotted the janitor. She nodded solemnly, her face grave and hard. She took slow steps to the front row of the seats, setting herself shakily into one of them. She leaned forward and put her head in her hands, holding back the tears as she waited for the loud speaker to come to life. As soon as she thought it wouldn't, it did. The words were clear, and grave as the room filled with the noise; "Attention students. The lecture has been cancelled due to the principle being out with the flu today. All classes are cancelled for the rest of this week, and next week. An unfortunate event has happened. We will do our best to support the kids who were close to Mrs.Rerin. It's been announced from the hospital, that she has died." and then the voice was gone.

Dontey stared forward in disbelief. She couldn't be dead, she just couldn't be. A sob broke it's way through her voice and tears, hot and salty, ran down her cheeks. She looked up, then looked away, angling her head up to the high ceiling. She felt for her foster mother, whom she'd lived with for nearly five years now. she hadn't thought anything was wrong with her, but she wanted to know how she'd died in the first place. She wiped the tears from her face, and wiped her hand on her white shorts. She didn't care right now, clothes were meaningless to her, though they were very expensive. She knew she'd be scolded by her manager if he caught her, but he'd give him something to chew on if he even tried to mess with her right now. She'd be relocated to a new home now, no parents and no guardian to support her and her sister wouldn't be too smart for a woman of her stature. She was the princess of the Alliure fortune, back in Japan where her father lived. He'd spent a lot of time trying to get her into one of the best schools in America, after her mother died. He couldn't take care of her or her sister any longer, now that work was becoming more time consuming for him, he never had any time for his two beautiful daughters.

She sighed sadly, and let her head drop back into her hands, her crying becoming softer now. "Why her?" she muttered in between sobs. She tried to calm herself down, keep herself strong for her younger sister, who would now need as much help as Dontey did. She could picture Leona now, head on her desk, during the cancelled freshman math class, tears falling from her eyes as the students cleared out of the room. The teacher standing over her desk trying to calm her down, soothe her as best as was possible for the young teen. Then she thought of Trey, Mrs.Rerin's 15 year old, freshman son, his father had died three years before Dontey and Leona had come to live with the widow and her son. This mad her angry now, why her? Why her? The thought continued to cut through her mind, and she suddenly remembered that the new kid was still there. He probably thought she was some weak hearted cry-baby now. Oh well, she didn't care. She was too worried about Mrs.Rerins son, and what would happen to her and her sister now. She shook her head, a slight headache drumming in the back of her head, from crying so hard. She felt like she should have gotten there sooner, maybe that would have saved the lady that had supported two extra children all these years, but she knew it wouldn't have mattered, not now anyway.

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