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Aurora was rather hesitant at first, teetering outside the room until other people had arrived. At first, she had considered arriving early, only to realize that everyone would probably stare at her. Then again, hanging around the entrance wasn't doing her any favors either, and so once Reia showed up, Aurora clung to her like a lost puppy. Slowly, the rest of the students assigned to detention filtered in. There were those who sauntered in like they owned the place--Reia, Savanna Hart, and Dante--those who really didn't care--Soleil Jameson, Grant, Vivi, and Marco Castillo--those who were either confused or hesitant--Antonella Mossos and a student she didn't recognize--and then Wade Ashford was all grins. Admittedly she went white as a sheet as she saw Dante. Why was he get here? There was a split second thought of him chasing her, but that couldn't be.

Once Mr. Alvarez spoke, she let out a small whimper of indignation, resigning herself to laying her head on her arms. The humiliation was too much for her. She had never even stepped a toe out of line! She was the perfect student! How the hell did she manage to get herself into detention?! Of course, the answer was obvious, as her two stoner idiot friends were practically shitting themselves in laughter watching Aurora from the back seats they had occupied.  

She felt a tap on her shoulder, and she made sure she had the fiercest glare possible, knowing it was probably Grant or Vivi making fun of her again. When she whipped her head around, however, she noticed it was Wade. She softened considerably, respectfully turning around so she could speak to him properly. "[color=springgreen]Sorry to bother you, can we trade seats?[/color]" He asked.

He seemed so genuine that she was caught off guard. She nodded, grabbing her bag and sitting up. Wade grinned, though scared the crap out of her by leaping into her old seat. Rolling her eyes, she sat down once more, less than pleased to notice the troubled trio staring at her. She slung her bag on the back of the chair, practically throwing herself into her seat. Slamming a notebook onto the desk, she immediately flipping it open and kept her head down.

Grant and Vivi watched Aurora, noticing her frustration. Honestly, Grant really did feel guilty that he had gotten Aurora in trouble, but her tantrum was way too entertaining for him to feel any remorse at the moment. "[color=orange]Awww, baby's first detention~[/color]" Vivi snickered, leaning back in her seat. 

Reia was normally on their side--Lord knew how many times she loved to poke fun at their President--but she remembered how much Aurora was bothered by their teasing. Figuring now was a good a time as ever, Reia turned back towards Vivi and Grant, crossing her arms and giving them both a disappointed look. "[color=pink]Really? Come on.[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]It's detention, not prison,[/color]" Grant replied. "[color=darkorchid]She doesn't need to be so dramatic.[/color]"

Vivi leaned forward, motioning towards her deskmate. "[color=orange]She's so pouty she hasn't even noticed Dante sitting next to her,[/color]" She told them, wiggling her eyebrows.

What?! Whirling back around so fast her neck actually hurt, she watched as Dante took a seat next to Aurora, looking rather confident--wait, no, he always looked like that. Still, she recognized that look in his eye, and she was perfectly aware of his intention. Oh no, Aurora was not one of his little hoes that he could string around. As she opened her mouth, her attention was diverted by none other than fucking Marco the Asshole Douchebag Fuckboy Castillo. Her blood boiled, and her face contorted into once of pure annoyance. The Lord was [i]definitely[/i] testing her patience today, wasn't He?

"[color=pink][i]Qué maldita suerte,[/i][/color]" Reia grumbled, crossing her arms tightly against her chest.

Vivi watched Reia, definitely amused as she nudged Grant. "[color=orange]So, five bucks says Reia throttles Marco before Savanna,[/color]" She whispered.

Grant grinned, leaning back in his seat for a moment. He didn't usually land himself in detention, unlike Vivi, but he wasn't having a mental breakdown like Aurora was, either. It is what it is, he just needed to be a little more careful. As he unpocketed his phone, he noticed the Aussie at the table next to theirs. Right, that must have been the new kid. He vaguely remembered...nothing, actually. He was new, and that's it. Oh, something about a pool, but there was no way he could figure out the connection.

Eh, he may as well have a little fun. "[color=darkorchid]Welcome to King's Academy,[/color]" Grant told him, gesturing towards the rest of the students. "[color=darkorchid]Or should I say, welcome to the cream of the crop. God knows how, but the kids here are probably the ones you should know.[/color]"

Vivi rolled her eyes. "[color=orange]Who the fuck are you calling 'kid', [i]sophomore[/i]?[/color]" She asked him.

He ignored her, feeling inspired to inform the poor sap about the crazy group he was in. "[color=darkorchid]So, like I was saying, we'll start with the front of the class and the left-most table. Blond dude with the dark haired chick--Wade Ashford and Antonella Mossos. Dude is a maniac, he's super reckless but isn't afraid of shit.[/color]"

"[color=orange]He's fine as fuck,[/color]" Vivi said. "[color=orange]But he's also a fucking idiot.[/color]"

Grant continued, "[color=darkorchid]Now, [i]she[/i] is head cheerleader, Miss Congeniality, and out of anyone's league. Literally perfect, sweet, and helpful--she's the complete opposite of the 'bitch head cheerleader' type you see on TV.[/color]"

"[color=orange]And a pushover.[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]Next to them is Soleil Jameson. Bitch can punch through a wall. Well, not really, but her and her boys aren't to be fucked with. She's chill, though, lives in the gym, head of Boxing--uh, captain.[/color]"

"[color=orange]She's also real hardheaded. But I wouldn't fuck with that.[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]And that pretty blonde girl is only pretty when you don't interact with her. Savanna Hart is looking to take on Hollywood and will stab anyone who gets in her way. Really talented though, I saw her perform once. Super ambitious. But again, don't get in her way.[/color]"

"[color=orange]If she gets her head out of her own ass, she'll be fine.[/color]"

Grant tried not to laugh as he went on. "[color=darkorchid]The guy in front of you is Dante Mossos. Racer. Smoker. Womanizer. I don't know how he does it, but he seems to have [i]something[/i] that makes girls want to throw their panties at him. I am not exaggerating, Katie Georgeson once stashed her panties in his locker--[i]no[/i],[/color]" He waved his hand in front of Vivi's face.

"[color=orange]The fuck?[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]As a biased party, you are not allowed to comment,[/color]" Grant pointed out, choosing to move forward. "[color=darkorchid]The redhead is Aurora Quill, our Student Council President. She's a little uptight, but she means well. She does a lot and we make fun of her for trying so hard.[/color]"

"[color=orange]Well, maybe Dante's dick can help with the stick up her ass.[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]Maybe. Now this guy right here, Marco Castillo, he's a good time. Best jokes, best pranks. Teachers hate him, though. Wonder why.[/color]"

Opening her mouth to make a witty comment, she hesitated as she realized what he said. "[color=orange]Do you?[/color]" She asked.

"[color=darkorchid]Clearly they have no sense of humor,[/color]" Grant smiled. At Vivi's nod, he would continue. "[color=darkorchid]The girl glaring at Marco is Reia Santos--sorry, Reia [i]Roselia[/i] Santos.[/color]"

Vivi waited for him continue. After a few seconds of silence, however, she gave him an odd look. "[color=orange]And?[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]And as her step brother, Grant Roselia, I can't comment since it would be biased,[/color]" He shrugged, gesturing to her. 

"[color=orange]Reia is...uh--fuck, I don't know, she's okay, I guess. I wouldn't cross her either, but she's...OH! She's a model,[/color]" Vivi tried to match Grant's description, but did less than spectacular.

"[color=darkorchid]That was terrible, Vivi[/color]" Grant shook his head in disappointment.

Meanwhile, Wade lightly prodded Ella, waving to her. "[color=springgreen]Hey! Told ya I'd meet you here,[/color]" He said, his voice low, though he scooted his seat to get a little closer to her. "[color=springgreen]SO, I was hoping you could maybe help me with something.[/color]"