Elizabeth (Betty) Ross (
labcoatgirl) wrote2013-12-29 11:06 pm
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Into the West
Betty watched out the window, the small town of Culver coming closer as the stage coach approached. It wouldn't be too much longer. She had a teaching assignment out here at the small gold rush town that sprang up in the middle of the western desert.
The stage pulled in, the townsfolk giving it curious glances as if they hoped new news or something good might be coming in on it. Betty took the hand offered to help her down out of the stage and asked for her valise. Her dress was obviously of Eastern cut, she must look terribly green out here in the west. But Betty was not one to back down from a challenge.
She wasn't entirely sure which way was the schoolhouse.
The stage pulled in, the townsfolk giving it curious glances as if they hoped new news or something good might be coming in on it. Betty took the hand offered to help her down out of the stage and asked for her valise. Her dress was obviously of Eastern cut, she must look terribly green out here in the west. But Betty was not one to back down from a challenge.
She wasn't entirely sure which way was the schoolhouse.
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Betty stepped inside, taking in the desks, the chalkboard, the clean windows looking out over the plains. It was rustic and simple, but it looked perfect to her. She didn't say anything, just stood in the doorway. Forgetting for a moment she wasn't alone here.
She slowly walks up to the front desk, removing her gloves and running a hand along the wooden surface.
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"I hope it's enough. We just built this room earlier in the summer."
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There were even books. Betty picked up one to flick through it, one of the sciences. "Which lessons have you been teaching...Dr. Banner?" She would have to keep from duplicating anything already taught.
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"Bruce..." she tries it to be sure it would be alright. "I'm Elizabeth....or Betty."
She sets the book down on the desk, opening a drawer to be sure there were pens handy if she should need one. "I am well versed in arithmetic, but only basic grammar for English." Hopefully that wouldn't reflect badly on her, she had always been more partial to the sciences.