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- [log],
- aerika dahlman,
- alexander vonvandergilley,
- areli aurum,
- artemis alderina,
- cassidy calloway,
- clinton calloway,
- daevin maribel,
- doris ladonna,
- eivee lorange,
- elijah lancaster,
- havi miniti,
- inara venri,
- issa galanodel,
- jojo mckelly,
- kotori naiyah,
- mason truitt,
- nero phost,
- pajea jovini,
- rosalind strangenorth,
- tanum machault,
- toivo kissa
[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."
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."
cassidy's turn
are you fucking kidding me
Mr. Marcus didn't need to call him out in front of the whole school like this did he? He's the damn guidance councilor he should know that Cassidy actively avoids attention as much as possible. And really didn't need the hoots and hollers he was getting as he walked down the bleachers, squaring his shoulders and trying to look like he wasn't having a battle of wits with himself.
He followed Mr. Marcus out the main door without saying anything.
Re: are you fucking kidding me
"Look, Cassidy, I'm not accusing you of anything," he said gently. "But if you know anything about how this happened, it'd be a really big help. I'll continue to interview people after you so nobody can pin you down for snitching."
Re: are you fucking kidding me
Re: are you fucking kidding me
The boy honestly looked panicked. He must know something about his brother's prank.
no subject
Mr. Marcus was really trying to get him to talk. Whatever. It didn't matter, Cassidy was screwed anyways. He'd have to hide in his room for a few days before this passes over now. And he had just started feeling comfortable enough to sit out in the lounge.
this boy needs therapy
Re: this boy needs therapy
"Sorry Mr. Marcus, I was in a tutoring session the whole time with Mr. Strangenorth so I don't fail that class too. There's no way for me to have know if my brother did it because phones aren't allowed in class."
Re: this boy needs therapy
From the amount of stress Cassidy was showing just from this encounter, he clearly needed to learn some relaxation and coping techniques.
Re: this boy needs therapy
Re: this boy needs therapy
Re: this boy needs therapy
He starts unwinding his (black) headphones as he walks to the door. "I'm fine."
That was bullshit and he knew it.