[h3]Conan, Maeve, and Tadhg ó Faoláin[/h3]
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The three triplets were climbing up the bleachers, annoyed at the American idea that stairs were a good idea in assembly. They went up reasonably high, wanting to get a look at everyone, and sat down in the middle of one of the top bleachers.

"So, anyone know what subjects we'll be taking?" Maeve asked to her siblings.

"Not a clue, I just hope that there's a martial arts club, or a Japanese class," Tadhg responded.

Maeve chuckled, "It's all about Asia with you, isn't it?"

"It's taken you fourteen years to work that out?"

"What about you, Conan?" Maeve asked, turning to her other brother, "An you're interested in?"

"What?" Conan said, snapping out of his viewing of good looking guys. There was a particularly hot senior that he was focusing on. "Uh, no, nothing interesting," he replied.

"Looking at the girls here, are we?" Maeve replied, giving him a light hit on the stomach.

"Ach, shut up, I'm not as desperate as Tadhg,"

"Hey! I'm not some pervert," Tadhg replied, defending himself

Just then, the principal could be heard speaking into the microphone. 

"Just shut up, both of you, and let's listen to the principal," Maeve warned the boys, looking sternly at both of them.