Shunshui frowned at his assignment he was teaching art class. Not that he minded it, he loved art. But he was all the way across town without Jushiro. Who was at that former substitute soul reaper Ichigo Kurosaki's school, playing of all things nurse. Shunshui chuckled and nearly bumped into a girl with the kind of hair that would have had most of the Society running away from. Spiked and 3 shades of green, from sour apple to neon. She had amazing eyes that kept changing until she pushed her sunglasses up. "Sorry I got confused, its only my first week here. Still getting mixed up with my classes and where every room is. Can you tell me where room 107 is? I found where 106 and 8 are but not 7." Shunshui took her paper. It was there 107. He snorted.
"There is no 107. Unless your the janitor and your too young to be one. Unless you volunteered to help out. Did you?" Jamie pressed her lips together. Well what did she expect. She tore the paper from Shunshui's hand. "Sorry teach, I guess being new gets me their special treatment."
She tensed and stalked off towards the office. "Excuse me young lady but would you like for me to aid you." Jamie pulled down the glasses and gave him a steady pointed too adult for her age look and than a sparkle of mischief glittered through. She laughed and shook her head. "No thank-you, don't get me wrong but we would play far too roughly for the likes of them. I'll settle it all in good time. My name is Jamie. And you are?"
Shunshui took her offered hand and kissed it gently which made the youth chuckle. "My your a smooth one. Good thing I'm just a student. If I was older you might have had a chance." Shunshui smiled. "Then I shall look forward to how you progress in time. My name is Shunshui. I teach art." Jamie shifted her eyes in thought.
"What period? Classical, new age, or all over the place. Me I like the classical. The new age is o.k. but they tend to be a little grotesque with their paints. Too much feeling and not enough thought." Shunshui had to think on it he liked quiet a lot of paintings. "I guess I'd have to say I'm all over the place. But aren't you a little young to be into that kind of thing? Plus your hair, says just the opposite."
Jamie pushed up her glasses and smiled. "Now don't you know you can't judge a book by its cover, reaper."
"There is no 107. Unless your the janitor and your too young to be one. Unless you volunteered to help out. Did you?" Jamie pressed her lips together. Well what did she expect. She tore the paper from Shunshui's hand. "Sorry teach, I guess being new gets me their special treatment."
She tensed and stalked off towards the office. "Excuse me young lady but would you like for me to aid you." Jamie pulled down the glasses and gave him a steady pointed too adult for her age look and than a sparkle of mischief glittered through. She laughed and shook her head. "No thank-you, don't get me wrong but we would play far too roughly for the likes of them. I'll settle it all in good time. My name is Jamie. And you are?"
Shunshui took her offered hand and kissed it gently which made the youth chuckle. "My your a smooth one. Good thing I'm just a student. If I was older you might have had a chance." Shunshui smiled. "Then I shall look forward to how you progress in time. My name is Shunshui. I teach art." Jamie shifted her eyes in thought.
"What period? Classical, new age, or all over the place. Me I like the classical. The new age is o.k. but they tend to be a little grotesque with their paints. Too much feeling and not enough thought." Shunshui had to think on it he liked quiet a lot of paintings. "I guess I'd have to say I'm all over the place. But aren't you a little young to be into that kind of thing? Plus your hair, says just the opposite."
Jamie pushed up her glasses and smiled. "Now don't you know you can't judge a book by its cover, reaper."
