[color=#B1A39A][right][sub]Location: King's Academy
Interacting with: Julie Macmillan and April Foster[/sub][/right]
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[sub][url=https://youtu.be/szj7efHG-00]See, they said that I wouldn't
I do whatever they said I couldn't[/url][/sub]
[color=#D2652C]∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆∇∆[/color][/center]	[indent][indent] The nearly earsplitting sound of Reggaeton prompted Chanel Martin to turn her head in the direction of the music while her friend continued to people-watch. Apparently, someone had decided that they wanted to make some kind of grand entrance; Chanel couldn't help but roll her eyes as she watched the vibrating car cruise through the front gates. When the occupants of the vehicle came within eye-sight, the young woman wasn't surprised in the slightest to see that the source of the loud music was none other than Santiago Fernandez. She also wasn't surprised when she spotted April Foster sitting in the passenger seat. 

For as long as Chanel could remember, those two had been practically inseparable; at this point, Chanel wasn't even sure if the two were seeing each other or simply "best friends," whatever the Hell that entailed. Chanel had never been very fond of Santiago Fernandez; in fact, he was probably one of the few people at King's Academy that she would say she strongly disliked. In her eyes, Santiago was nothing more than a good-for-nothing, pretentious "fuck boy." Despite how she felt about the boy, Chanel usually found herself keeping these opinions to herself thanks to her ongoing friendship with April Foster; as long as he wasn't doing anything to hurt the girl, what he did and what the two of them did together was none of her concern.

After watching the couple for a few seconds, Chanel suddenly redirected her attention to a table that Julie had been gazing at for a while. She instantly recognized Andrés and Martha, and only found it slightly odd that the two were sitting together. After all, they did run in completely different circles; Chanel couldn't even think of a time when she saw them speaking to each other. She was about to shrug the whole thing off and redirect her gaze once more when Julie began to speak. [color=CF5685][b]“I don’t know about fixing CoCo, but you know how Martha’s always…”[/b][/color] Her sentence was cut short, however, by a new arrival. Chanel raised an eyebrow at her friend before turning to see April Foster standing at their table.

[color=#D2652C][b]"Oh hey, girl!"[/b][/color] Chanel said with a small grin, [color=#D2652C][b]"Long time, no see. I'm feeling the fit, by the way."[/b][/color] As she spoke, the young woman couldn't help but look at the alterations that April had made to her uniform; not only had her skirt been hemmed up, but she had exchanged her uniform jacket and the required shoes for a cropped leather jacket and riding boots. Though she hadn't made the most fashionable of choices, to say that Chanel was impressed by April's boldness would be an understatement. Suddenly, Julie stood from her seat and announced that they'd better get moving if they wanted to make it to homeroom, and Chanel quickly began to gather her things. [color=#D2652C][b]"Yeah, let's go before Victoire finds her way over here,"[/b][/color] Chanel said with a roll of her eyes as she fell into step with Julie, [color=#D2652C][b]"I spent too much time fixing up this fuckin' uniform for her to dress code me."[/b][/color]


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