It was a beautiful day in drab, uneventful Solis, Ohio. Harley Peyre had arrived at the gates of Solis High School an hour early as per usual. The high school in the early hours was somewhat peaceful - almost serene. There were only a handful of students shuffling in the hallways that would soon be filled with the flock of the student body. Harley wasn't fond of the stillness. Nothing important happened this early in the day, and she would rather spend her time hanging around her locker and observing the masses. Still, she had responsibilities. She was part of the school paper and the student council. That meant having to wake up dead early and report for duty.
The student council president drawled on about stuff the rest of the council knew by heart already. The school's foundation week would be coming up in the following month and they needed to work out a budget for that. There was also prom, which they still needed to pick out a theme for. Honestly, Harley wasn't even listening.
"... new student and we need someone to show her around."
Oh? That had caught Harley's attention and she sat a little straighter. A new student this late in the year? And in their droll little town? Call it a journalist's intuition, but Harley felt as though that new student would be interesting. Perhaps interesting enough to write a mind-blowing article on. Oh yes, she loved the idea of that. Before anyone could attempt to, Harley had her hand in the air and offering to be the new kid's guide, much to the surprise of the rest of the council. She paid them no mind, too focused on the idea that her mind was conjuring. Just who would this new student be?
Half an hour later found Harley loitering outside the main building, searching the students that entered the school for a face she didn't recognize.
The student council president drawled on about stuff the rest of the council knew by heart already. The school's foundation week would be coming up in the following month and they needed to work out a budget for that. There was also prom, which they still needed to pick out a theme for. Honestly, Harley wasn't even listening.
"... new student and we need someone to show her around."
Oh? That had caught Harley's attention and she sat a little straighter. A new student this late in the year? And in their droll little town? Call it a journalist's intuition, but Harley felt as though that new student would be interesting. Perhaps interesting enough to write a mind-blowing article on. Oh yes, she loved the idea of that. Before anyone could attempt to, Harley had her hand in the air and offering to be the new kid's guide, much to the surprise of the rest of the council. She paid them no mind, too focused on the idea that her mind was conjuring. Just who would this new student be?
Half an hour later found Harley loitering outside the main building, searching the students that entered the school for a face she didn't recognize.