After all of her classes finally ended, Estella locked herself in her room where she intended to stay until she absolutely had to leave. She sat on the chair in front of the vanity mirror and sighed. It was the first day of school, and she already had a whopping black eye to prove it. She desperately tried to cover it up with make up or something, but it wasn't working and she didn't know what to do. She changed out of her uniform and put on something more comfortable and fashionably suitable for her taste. Still, it didn't make her feel better. She threw herself onto her bed and laid there. 

It was bad enough that she got a black eye, but because of the fight, she had one of the worst scores in the class right now. All of the Principle kids weren't looking too good. She was frustrated and determined to redeem herself, but how? She decided that as soon as her eye recovered, she was going to go practice... Oh and she should probably go check on Mason, considering he broke his arm. Maybe when he healed, she could ask him to teach her a few things. But would he? She began to feel her face turn red. She was starting to think that she may like him. Okay, she already knew that much but it still felt weird to admit it.