Leagsaidh was speechless. There she had been, singing Brazil's praises, only for it to be completely turned on it's head. Now she was glad she never went to the wretched country.

[color=#a2a8ff]"I-I-I..."[/color] she stammered pathetically as Alice went on her rant. It was too much, too quickly. Just when she thought they were getting along, she goofs up royally. She didn't know if their relationship would ever recover after this.

As Alice got uncomfortably close, Leagsaidh was getting visibly more distressed - she was shrinking in to herself, her bottom lip was quivering and there were tears in her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to say anything. Alice either didn't notice or didn't care about her fear, though, since she went on mercilessly. For a few brief moments, she thought the big girl was going to pummel her.

When she was finished ranting, Alice gave her a firm smack on the bum, eliciting a loud [color=#a2a8ff]"Eep!"[/color] from the younger girl. Then she stormed ahead, leaving poor Leagsaidh behind, quite disturbed.

[color=#a2a8ff]"I-I'm sorry..."[/color]she whispered down the hall, for all the good it done. But Alice had already disappeared from view.

Leagsaidh toddled down the hall, trying to add everything up in her head. She couldn't have been serious, could she? About the gangs and the kidnap and the suicide? It couldn't be true, it just couldn't. But then, why would you joke about something so morbid? It made sense, based on what she had been able to pick up from Alice. And when she spoke about it, she sounded too bitter for her to just be making it up. By comparison, Leagsaidh must have lived like a Queen.

However, something good did come of it. Leagsaidh was now determined to make it up to her and show her that life wasn't all that bad. If Alice needed someone to talk to, to befriend and to support her, she vowed to be there for her. No-one deserved what she had gone through, so the world owed her a favour. She was going to make sure that debt was paid in full.

After strolling aimlessly for a few minutes (she still wasn't sure where her home room was) she finally had a stroke of luck. A dark haired lass, in her year for sure, walked by and entered a classroom that she had almost passed by. She was able to catch a glimpse of other students in her year when the door opened and thus guessed she was in the right place. Even if she wasn't, the students could point her in the right direction. 

Upon entering, Leagsaidh looked around. Homeroom being such an alien concept, she couldn't be certain that she was in the right place. Maybe the people already here would know?

She chose to approach the dark-haired girl she saw entering the classroom, a timid looking girl with hair covering her eye. Strange style, but hey, each to their own right? She walked right up to the girl's desk and cleared her throat gently to get her attention.

[color=#a2a8ff]"Excuse me. I hate to bother you, but are we in the First Year Homeroom class? If we are, do you mind if I sit next to you?"[/color]

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