In the coaches place now stood a busty woman. She looked a little bit like he had, but with a softer, more feminine face. On top of that, she seemed to have more Italian in her ancestry as her skin was tanner and her hair was more brunette than blonde. The rest of her, however, was nothing like the former coach. She was wearing coach gear but bright pink, and all wrapped around two massive breasts which immediately caught her eye. They were huge, and Hana found herself looking at them more than the new woman's face.
"Thank you sooo much Hana." The new coach said as she tied her booty length hair into a tight ponytail. "I couldn't live with myself if one of my students was feeling left out and I didn't know. I'll talk to Chelsea as soon as possible."
"It's really no problem Debbi." Hana replied, not even questioning how she knew her name.
"If you'll excuse me," She squealed "I have a volleyball team full of beautiful stars to coach!" She practically sang as she strutted out of Hana's office.
Part of Hana knew it wasn't right to be altering reality at her whim, but the other part of her simply didn't care. She could return to normal, but why on Earth should she? "I have an incredible life here. Even if I can turn back, I'll waste every second of it in comparison to all this." She muttered while staring at her phd.
"And why shouldn't I change things?" She thought. "I won't go changing everyone, but any bum hole out there who needs a good lesson or two is fine. Besides, it's not like they'll be aware of it anyway."
Hana sat back in her chair and chuckled. She knew what she would do. She was going to fix everyone's problems, on photo at a time.
"Well, if I'm going to do this, it'd be easier to start with the staff than the students. That way I'll have nicer, more competent people to help me out if I need it.
She quickly made a mental list of every teacher in the school, and then shrunk the list to only include those who either had major problems or were just horrid people. "Wow, that would've taken me ages to do as Hailey." She chuckled. She wrote the names on a list and started to review each of them.
There was Janice Jones, the overweight, older accountant they had working in the main office. Although she was fairly good at her job, she was always miserable, making it worse for everyone around her as well. She was nearing her 45th birthday and even for an older blonde she did not age well.
Next there was Mr. John Harris, a younger Math teacher who clearly did not want to be at the school. Judging by the few conversations Hana has heard, it's clear that he would've have wanted to be in either a better position or some professors gig. Hana knew he envied her hard core, so he'd need some tweaking too.
Tanya Smith was another candidate. Not only was her class a bit pointless, she was extremely boring and picky regarding her curriculum. She wasn't the worst of the worst by any means but a change or two would definitely help.
Robert Brooks was an elder, African American History teacher who always put everyone to sleep. Even outside of class it was hard to pay attention to his droning voice. He was a 60 year old fat man who definitely should've retired long ago. He probably would have if his wife didn't pass away. Hana always felt bad for him, so changing his life would be a gift.
There were certainly more but Hana felt that was a good list to start. She realized that a big problem was age, with a secondary issue being personality. She figured after a change or two like Debbi and the school's image would certainly improve.
"Wait, image?" She thought. "When was this about image? I just want to help people.... hm, maybe Hana's non-camera involved personality is a bit more problematic than I thought."
Hana had to start somewhere, so she...