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[log] you're all in big trouble

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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After several minutes of deafening silence, Rosalind rolled her eyes. "I'm fully prepared to keep you here all night. If no one speaks up soon, you'll each be personally interviewed by Mr. Marcus. We do not accept this kind of behavior at this school."

oh god
oh god
oh god

can the roof support a car. i'm going to die today. i'm going to die and i didn't even get to say goodbye to my family

Nero has glanced up at the ceiling and back down to the ground about five times now. It's hard to say whether he's more afraid of Rosalind, or potential death by roof collapse; either way, he needed to get out of here.

Areli sighed a little heavier and louder than need be, slouching back the best you can in bleachers without bumping against someone's knees. This was ridiculous. First of all how did they get the car on the roof. More importantly how.

"I'm pretty sure they can't actually keep everyone here all night." He half-mumbled, mostly to himself.

Lia smirked and leaned her elbows on her legs. Of course she was involved. In fact, she was the mastermind of the plan, although she let Clint think that he was the one who came up with it. But she had dirt on the whole football team. Nobody who'd helped put the car on the roof was going to rat her out.

this was such a good plan, man this was the best idea i've had yet to get dad

Clint was sitting there grinning from ear to ear and trying not to laugh.

How do you plan on keeping Clint, or one of the other football guys from spilling?

A car?? On the roof of the school? WHY?

Sure, Aerika doesn't want to be stuck in the gym all night while waiting for some kids to fess up, but it's also not like she had anything better to do except study. She's going to take out her phone and start playing angry birds.

smfh

A car. A car??? Really? Now he was stuck in the middle of the gym with all of these assholes and he had important things to be doing. Like homework. And crying. And watching anime. He can't do homework and watch anime here. Alexei was making him watch that Yaoi Pedal anime and so far there was no yaoi thank god.

Who on earth would even bother with this anyway? A car??

"Isn't this only supposed to happen in 80's teen comedy movies?" he muttered under his breath.

Man this was taking forever.

"Hey do we get bathroom breaks?" Easton asked loud enough for the teachers to hear.

After another fifteen minutes of restless chatter and texting, Rosalind nodded to Meekus. He nodded back, and walked up the bleachers to Clint. Better start with the most likely suspect.

"Mr. Clinton Calloway," he said. "We're going to start the questioning with you."

can you believe this?? this is bullshit. i dont wanna fuckin deal with mrs. strangenorth after hours, during school is enough for me thnx

if they keep us here any longer im gonna miss my cr stream 3333=

Man fuck this. Sure the prank was cool and all, but like hell Elliot was going to sit around all night like this. He didn't even do anything this time, why should he have to be in trouble???

Elliot waited a little bit until Rosalind was proccupied with Clint to crouch down. Maybe he was small enough to just sort of....slip through the bleachers and slip out the back. Yeah. No problem, he could totally fit.

Doris sighed, holding her head in her hands. Of course something like this had to happen on a day where she actually had plans.

A car on the roof? Impressive. Definitely amusing. She made a mental note to personally congratulate the guilty party.
"There's probably a bigger issue here, though," she murmured, "How're you gonna get that guy down? You got a fight against gravity, now."

Meekus stepped back into the gym. "Cassidy, you're up next," he called, beckoning to the younger Calloway sibling.

Mason had climbed up to the top of the bleachers, where there was at least a little room to not be completely surrounded by other students and he could set out some books. If they were going to be stuck there for a while, he might as well do his homework and be away from people.
Hopefully the Cassidy kid would just rat out Clint or Lia ( because lets be honest, the only problem is that there's no proof. Everyone knew that it was them ) and they could just go back to the dorms. Or literally anywhere that wasn't pack full and surrounded by the whole school.

He pulled his headphones on and started to at least try to work.

Where ever you are Issa, Julian eventually found you, and sits down looking clearly unnerved.

Lia puts down her phone and locates the red-headed cheerleader. She's been hopping around to bother everybody in school, but she's currently unoccupied, so Lia heads down the bleachers to sit next to her.

"'Sup." She introduces herself by way of tugging lightly on the end of the girl's thick braid.

Cameron would probably have been the next logical choice, but considering that neither of her siblings had admitted to anything, Meekus knew she wouldn't. Anyway, Clint had probably avoided involving her at all, in case she found the prospect of rewards for snitching greater than the joy of pranking her father.

"You're up, Mr. McKelly," he called out to the big football player as Cassidy slunk back to his seat.

Here have a fidgetty freshman friend. You guys haven't talked much but you get along and it helps in Liams attempts to shake Doris while the teachers fuss over the football players.

"HI TANUM. WHATS UP."

yo man delete ur text messages meekus says strangenorth can check ur phone if no one snitches also r there rly security cams here wtf

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."

Edited 2014-08-29 06:52 (UTC)

Meekus came back into the gym after Jojo, but instead of calling down another student, he walked up to Rosalind. They spoke quietly for a moment. Meekus shrugged, and Rosalind shook her head, then stepped forward.

She surveyed the bleachers for a moment until her eyes landed on someone. "Mr. Braxton," she called, and then walked out of the gym without even looking back to make sure Julian was following.

~video shows Lia, Clint, Julian and a few others climbing down off of the roof~

Edited 2014-08-29 18:38 (UTC)

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