[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."

Comments

[doublelutece]

Pajea had been keeping rather quiet, considering everything going on. She wouldn't be questioned. Why would she, anyways? She didn't have the creativity or connections to set something like this in motion. Not like she would want to, anyways.
She scooted her way down the bleacher towards Nero. They weren't the best of pals, per se, but they were of similar interest. If anything, Pajea needed something to distract her so she would stop looking at Doris, who, as usual, was trying to get in someone's pants.
"You should loosen those strings, you know. On...on your hood." She scratched at the peach fuzz on the back of her head. "Shutting out your main place to breathe isn't going to help you much here. Unless you really wanted to pass out."

[nerofaro]

"'M good ..." Nero mumbled from inside his cocoon. His lips pursed out of the opening of his hood where the drawstrings were wound tight. "I got my own air hole ..."

[doublelutece]

She waved her hand in front of Nero's hood. "Even then, you can't see in front of your own face." She leaned forward a bit. "Showing your face now won't do you any harm. Everyone else is too busy to care."

[nerofaro]

That ... made him feel a little hopeful. He peeked out of his hood to see if she was telling the truth. His face was still burning from embarrassment, but at least--

No one ... no one was looking at him!

He slowly loosened the ties of his hood.

[doublelutece]

Pajea felt her face aching a bit-- wait, was she smiling? She quickly shook her head and snapped back to reality.

"Welcome back." She murmured. Why was he hiding in the first place? "You aren't hiding cause you put the car on the roof, are you? If so, you're a lot stronger than you look." She held her face in her hands. "And a lot more foolish. You have nothing to worry about. The football team's already taking the blame."

[nerofaro]

"No!!" he says a little too quickly. And loudly. He shrinks down again. "It wasn't me ... I don't think it was, anyway." He laughs. "I'm not that strong."

It did relieve him that the teachers had seemed to find the culprits, and he relaxes again.

[doublelutece]

Pajea raised a brow, her eyes widening with interest. "Oh? You don't think it was you?" She tilted her head to one side, keeping a (mostly) unblinking stare fixed on Nero.
"If you only think that you played no role, then how do you know for sure? Do you sleepwalk? Split personality, maybe?" She finger-combed her bangs lightly. "Either way, you're safe for today."

[nerofaro]

Nero avoids her eyes like the plague, suddenly paying extra attention to the hem of his jacket.

"I-- I, uh, I guess I haven't. Considered those things before ..." He looks as if he's heavily considering them.

[doublelutece]

Pajea scratched a bit at her forearms, watching panic start to grow on his face.

"Unless more cars suddenly start to show up on the rooftop, I'd say you're good." She keeps her focus honed in on him for the time being. "What do you think the football team did it for? A bet? A bad joke? Blackmail, perhaps?"

both

[nerofaro]

It was definitely possible for more cars to show up on the rooftop.

"Probably ... a joke ... I'm not really sure. I don't know a lot about them." Jokes or the football team?