[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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[autonuked]

Julian stammers and tries to keep himself busy with texting. He has one of those shitty walmart phones,it's barely a smartphone, and it's scratched and dinged up.

"I don't know what you're talking about-" Texting Lia now. "I'm uh, always like this."

[plasticflower]

"Uh huh." Cassandra leaned over Julian's shoulder, blatantly reading his texts. "You know, some of us need our beauty sleep." Not that she'd rat them out. Probably.

[autonuked]

"Who?" He looks at her finally. It's been a little while since they all were put in the gym now, he's starting to calm down a bit. So Cassandra can have a little snark getting sent back her way.

[plasticflower]

"These looks don't come naturally, sweetie." Cassandra flips her braid over her shoulder. "At least, entirely naturally. They need a little polishing up now and then, and that includes beauty sleep."

[autonuked]

Julian knows a thing or two about make up actually. He has to keep his skin tone looking consistent somehow. Except not when he's at practice or games. He'd just sweat it all off anyways.

"You could always nap..." While they wait till the teachers get tired of this game. Unfortunately for Cas, Lia has scarier than the teachers, so they were going to be there for a while.

[plasticflower]

"On what? The bleachers?" Cassandra huffs. "That won't do. I need at least the sorry excuse for beds they call back in our dorm rooms."

She scoots a little closer and lowers her voice. "So you can either help me get out of here, or I can rat you out~"

[autonuked]

ABORT ABORT.


"I...don't know what you're talking about." Fuck fuck fuck.

[autonuked]

"I.. uh actually have to go somewhere real quick."

Where the hell was Issa. There. Over by Alexi. Better than nothing. BYE CAS.

[plasticflower]

AUUUUUUUGH. Cassandra sighs heavily and flops backwards, letting Julian run off without protest. So much for him being a pushover.

"Oh, well." She stands up to go bother someone else. It was a longshot anyway.