[log] you're all in big trouble

[icyglare]

who: Everyone
what: Ms. Strangenorth has pulled every student into the gym right after last period and you're all in trouble.
where: The gym
when: If she has to keep you here all night, she will.

Rosalind stared stonily at each and every student as they filed into the gym. Under her gaze, even the innocent ones looked away guiltily as if she knew every class they'd skipped over the past four years. 

Once they were all seated on the rows of bleachers, she continued to stare, arms folded, until everyone was sweating with nerves.

"Which one of you," she said with the cold of a thousand winters in her voice. "Put Mr. Calloway's car on the roof of the school."

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[paintingyourtrashgold]

Areli looked back at Eli, giving him a once over before deciding to pull his hair around his neck and over his shoulder, out of the way a little at least.

"I'm not going to be stuck sitting on bleachers all night. I have things to do. This is bullshit. "

He paused for a second.

" What happened last time? "

[pleaseme]

"Well it wasn't a car, that's for sure. You know that chopper class? Where the entire semester is spent building a motorcycle?" His eyebrows raised along with his voice, and he hoped Areli could put the rest together.

[paintingyourtrashgold]

Areli nodded along as if he knew. Even if he didn't follow, well, it was a motorcycle and there literally no way this story could end well.

" Well, whoever did it last time probable did it this time. I'd think they'd be smart enough to figure that out, and not keep all of us here for no reason. " He frowned and faced forward again, his hair sliding back onto Eli's leg.

[pleaseme]

Eli made a point to shift away from the hair, probably nudging into the person next to him.

"But keeping us here is half the joke," he said matter-of-factly, looking at Areli as if he were an idiot; though it was lost on the back of his head.

[paintingyourtrashgold]

Areli rolls his eyes before turning back around to Eli. By now, Areli must have been trying to get his hair to brush against Eli if only to be annoying.

" I appreciate that you're trying to be funny, but you're not. "

[pleaseme]

He scoffed loudly.

"No, I mean it's literally half the joke, idiot. This isn't just a prank on the principal; it's a prank on us, too. 'Whoever' -" he used some pretty intense air-quotes there, "- is behind this has successfully pranked the entire school."

[paintingyourtrashgold]

Oh. Areli frowned.

" Well, whatever. It's a shitty joke. They're not making anyone like them. "

[pleaseme]

"Maybe not you," he responded casually, "but this is what attracts people to them - the certain crowd they're looking for, anyway. Listen around - half the people think it's hilarious. This is how they recruit."

[paintingyourtrashgold]

Areli slides around so he can sit sideways, so he didn't have to turn around constantly to talk to Eli. He was taking up more space, and Eli probably has less leg room, but hey, now Eli didn't have Areli's hair brushing against him so that was something right.

"And what do you think?"

[pleaseme]

"I think it's hilarious," he laughed. "I also think this got me out of gym class. So. Props to them."

He flipped his phone out, let out another laugh, and began replying to a text.

[paintingyourtrashgold]

"We'll see how funny it is once we're here after school ends. " He huffs.

[pleaseme]

Eli shrugs.