[center][url=https://fontmeme.com/handwriting-fonts/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210111/cb38ad66ddb855566c6c0da1531c1a01.png[/img][/url] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/2ca3696f-27df-4a01-88c2-e2f62dcfc29c.png[/img] [color=lightgray][b][sub](A Collab Featuring: [color=CE0F3D]Melissa Elliot[/color] [@NeoAJ] & [color=93E9BE]Billie Grey[/color] [@HaleyTheRandom])[/sub][/b][/color] [color=CE0F3D]________________________________________________________________[/color] [color=93E9BE]________________________________________________________________[/color][/center] [color=lightgray][indent][indent][indent] Billie made her way across the school yard in just a few short moments. Walking through the door, she didn’t have to look very far to find her guide. The blonde girl from earlier stated that she was, indeed, Melissa. [color=93E9BE]”Awesome!”[/color] Billie responded with fake enthusiasm. [color=93E9BE]”Maybe now we can get things started?”[/color] Melissa just stared at the brunette in front of her, demanding that things be started? Start what? She was started. This was her job. [color=CE0F3D]“Um, sure! Are you looking for your tour guide? There should be Rosefell students around here to be offering you the full splendor of the school!” [i]And if not, I’ll have their heads…[/i][/color] Looking Melissa up and down, Billie rolled her eyes. [Color=93E9BE]"You [i]are[/i] my tour guide. Do you [i]honestly[/i] think that I would speak to you if you weren't?"[/color] A slight eyebrow twitch caused the tweezing job Melissa had done to waver ever so slightly. This girl had the nerve to speak to her like that? [color=CE0F3D][i]Fuckin’ Liberty bitches already starting to get on my bad side.[/i][/color] But it wouldn’t do well to get into a fight on the first day with these rich snobs, so Melissa did her best to maintain her practiced happy guide face. [color=CE0F3D]“I don’t know who you would speak to because I don’t know you yet, but that’s fine! It looks like things are clearing out here so I can show you all the sights that Rosefell has to offer. The sounds will come later. So, we can start now…”[/color] Melissa was trying to scan for a name tag but was coming up empty. [color=93E9BE]”Are you st--”[/color] Billie took a deep breath and closed her eyes, doing her best to gain back her composure. [color=93E9BE]”My name is Billie. Billie Grey. My email said that Melissa was going to be my tour guide, and since you’re Melissa…”[/color] Her words trailed off, as she focused on her breathing. Detention on the first day would not be an ideal situation. Fiona would be disappointed. Best to grin and bear it. Billie cleared her throat before speaking again. [color=93E9BE]”Now would be perfect, yes. But only if I’m not keeping you from anything else. I’d hate to impose.”[/color] As her brain went through the contact list in her head to try and remember if there was another Melissa in Rosefell, which Ms. Elliott knew wasn’t possible after she drove Melissa Berg to transfer schools in sophomore year with her unique campaign to make sure she was the only Melissa of importance in senior year, she was forced to concede the point. Apparently Principal Jamieson was lying through his teeth when he said she wouldn’t have to get too up close to any Liberty students today. [color=CE0F3D][i]Bastard.[/i][/color] Still, she did her best to keep the visage intact. [color=CE0F3D]“All right, Billie. Like the singer, right? Well, I think things are starting to calm down a bit, so I can show you around the place. Is there anywhere in particular you’re interested in? The cafeteria? The gym? Where the lockers are?” [i]How bout a one-way ticket out of my sight?[/i][/color] Arms crossed, Billie glared ever so slightly as Melissa brought up Billie Eilish. Ever since the singer had rose to fame, Billie couldn’t hear the end of the jokes, analogies, and other dumb shit high schoolers came up with. With another deep breath, Billie stated her requests. [color=93E9BE]”My first class is Biology with Mr… Osmond. I’d like to know where the drama class and auditorium is - My brother Nicholas is into theatre. And that’s honestly about it. I don’t really have time to worry about the rest at the moment.”[/color] [color=CE0F3D][i]Well at least she knows how to get to the point. That’s good though. The shorter the tour, the more time I have to get back to Alycia and figure out what we need to do about all these Liberturds invading.[/i][/color] The prospect of a curt show around the school made Melissa’s smile a little more authentic. [color=CE0F3D]“You’re brother’s into theatre? That’s great! They did West Side Story last year, it was so good! I bet he’ll fit right in. And how about you? Anything you’re into from an extracurricular perspective?” [i]Better not be fucking cheerleading, don’t need that happening with this type of attitude.[/i][/color] Billie shrugged her shoulders. [color=93E9BE]”Not really. Fiona got the musical gene, Nick the acting and theatrics, and I just got both of mom and dad’s anger…”[/color] Her voice trailing off, Billie observed the walls as they walked. [color=93E9BE]”I do like to grafitti things, but I doubt there’s a club for that. And I’m sure that if I managed to create one and get it approved that it would just attract the exact sort of people that I don’t want around. Perhaps I’ll try going out for student council. You guys [i]do[/i] have a student council, right?”[/color] As she attempted to keep paying attention to her unexpected tourist, Melissa kept getting distracted by just what the hell had done to the school without her permission. [color=CE0F3D][i]Whoever decided to barf silver and blue all over the place needs a good swift kick… followed by some more. This glitter is going to remain until the end of time. God damn it.[/i][/color] It was enough to put a girl in a sour mood. But she had trained for this. Years of working her way to the top of the high school food chain had prepared her to ignore even the most blatant, obnoxious things done to the halls. Billie hadn’t proven herself to be worth ignoring yet, although she wasn’t off to a fine start. Noting the anger issues she brought up unprompted though made Melissa’s radar go off a little though. She could be another Colin-type, and it was always useful to have people in her sphere who could do some dirty work. [color=CE0F3D]“You would be surprised how much blank canvas is available around here for graffiti artists!”[/color] she responded, adding a little chuckle. [color=CE0F3D]“Although the student council in the past has looked down on it, so it might be a little hard to reconcile those two desires! But, there are new elections happening this year, so who knows? You could run and then make it so that there is funding for those kinds of art projects around the school!”[/color] Unless Melissa had her say. While she hadn’t explicitly decided to run for student council president, it was another thing that would look very good on her resume, and if there were enough gung-ho wannabe future politicians kicking around, she wouldn’t have to do nearly as much work as would be expected. It would just be another reason to be in the spotlight and assert her dominance over the student body. And she did enjoy that. [color=CE0F3D]“It’s going to be a pretty stacked field, but if you’ve got some fight in you, I’m sure you could make a very convincing run for a council spot!”[/color] An eyebrow raised in curiosity as she took in Melissa’s words, Billie nodded her head. [color=93E9BE]”We’ll see. No offense, but Rosefell needs a little bit of a clean up, and something tells me you guys can’t afford it. Maybe instead of new paint, we can just graffiti it all. But not like… street art… more… refined. Blocky letters and school mascots.”[/color] She could imagine the images on the walls. The bright Liberty red, the rose sigil on the knights armor… Maybe this project would be enough to keep her distracted from Callie ghosting her. Maybe. [color=93E9BE]”Say, Mel, what’s your opinion of the teachers here? I know the education won’t be anything near what Liberty had to offer, but I’ll still be able to pass my finals, right?”[/color] Melissa wasn’t going to say anything about not having the cash to afford repairs to the school. That was just a way of life in Rosefell. She knew that better than anyone. And if Billie wanted to spearhead sprucing up the school with some artwork, more power to her. As long as she did it right, which from the sounds of it, she had the right idea. Just needs to be in silver and red. As for the teachers, well… the ones that still thought they were in Lean On Me tried their best, but you could tell which ones had abandoned all hope and settled into the routine of pouring Bailey’s in their coffee in the morning. [color=CE0F3D]“The teachers do their best with what they are given, but honestly, I wouldn’t worry about finals. A smart cookie like you? You’ll probably pass with no problems at all. I mean, our mascot is on track to graduate this year, and that guy… well, you saw him, right? If he can do it, you can’t possibly fail.”[/color] Pursing her lips, Billie wasn’t exactly happy with Melissa’s answer. Did Rosefell just give up all hope and pass all of their students, regardless of grades and effort? Billie nearly shuddered at the thought. [color=93E9BE]”What some things that I should know about Rosefell? People to look out for? Where can I find the hotties? Give me all the dirt.”[/color] A playful smile spread across her face. [color=93E9BE]”I’m sure you have nearly all the tea.”[/color] This conversation was overcoming a rocky start to play well into what Melissa thought she might have on her hands in Billie Grey. Clearly she knew how to identify the people at top of the pyramid. Melissa was a sucker for compliments after all. [color=CE0F3D]“Oh Billie, I am the freaking Starbucks here,”[/color] she confirmed. [color=CE0F3D]“Let’s see, well the football team is a reliable source of hotties. I mean, of course it would be. Um… you know what, I’ll give you a hot tip. If you can get DeShawn Marcus interested, that guy can rock some worlds you don’t even know you have.”[/color] Part of the perks for DeShawn in keeping their relationship at the FWB level was that Melissa always made sure to put in a good word for him with other girls. He earned a package that was well above what Hunter got. [color=CE0F3D]“If you need anything that may need to be acquired discreetly, you want to talk to Colin Gallagher. He is a miracle worker sometimes. And I have a booze hookup if needed.”[/color] There was no need to be subtle about things in this area of the school. None of the teachers roamed the halls in the drama wing aside from Ms. Sweeting, and she was usually in some kind of dreamland anyway. Helped her visualize the progression when it came to her art, she said. [color=CE0F3D]“In fact Billie, if you need anything, you just let me know and I’m sure I can find someone who can get it to you. Starting with some scarlet red spray paint, if you catch my drift.”[/color] Confident that she had shown enough cards to the Liberty transfer to earn some level of trust, Melissa decided to see if she could use that to pump some information out of the dark-haired girl. [color=CE0F3D]“Now, what about your incoming class? Is there anyone I should be watching out for? Guys who look hot, but are scumbags? Someone who might be coming for my spot as head cheerleader? Just general bitches? What’s Liberty got coming?”[/color] As Melissa rambled on about DeShawn, Billie pushed open the doors to the auditorium. It sounded like DeShawn was the sort of guy who didn’t like commitment. She could get behind that. Taking in the scenery around her, Billie tried her hardest not to grimace, but she could feel the disgust on her face. How was Nick ever to perform on such an unpolished, scratched up stage? And they way those curtains had faded. [color=93E9BE][i]Fucking hell. I’m sorry, bro.[/i][/color] [color=93E9BE]”Have you ever watched any teen drama about rich kids at school ever? We’re kinda like that,”[/color] she said, half smiling as she thought about her classmates. [color=93E9BE]”Some of us have drug problems, some of us go to therapy, most of our parents are to busy with their careers to love us, and we [i]all[/i] have skeletons in our closet - no matter how much we try and deny it. And we all treat each other like shit.”[/color] As they exited the auditorium, Billie began to give Melissa the scoop. [color=93E9BE]”First off, you personally might want to look out for Miki Park. The Devil really does wear Prada, and he comes in the form of Miki. She was the self proclaimed Queen of Liberty. Huge bitch. Kinda excited to see how her transfer to Rosefell has been this far…. There’s Christian. He’s joining the football team here, I believe. Over the years he’s kinda been known as a protector of us girls. Dude is pretty honorable, kinda easy on the eyes. Way too fucking soft for my liking though. Marcos is one of the douche bags you mentioned. Goes through girls like candy. I hear he humiliated the absolute hell out of poor Juno back in the day. Aiden Howard is his right hand man, and his sister Liv totally makes my list of Liberty cuties. The Zabrecky twins are both gorgeous in their own way, but fairly… I dunno. They’ve always seemed bland to me. There’s also that gamer chick, Sam. Fiamma, the good-two shoes. Jackson the ice skater - I’ve never talked to him much. And finally, there’s Caspian Grey - a mysterious young man from very old money.”[/color] Once Billie started rambling, it was hard to get her to stop. [color=93E9BE]”Those are the most noteworthy students that come to mind.”[/color] [color=CE0F3D]“Slow down, girl! Damn! I gotta try and commit this to memory!”[/color] Bingo. Billie had the goods. And she gave Melissa everything she wanted. Including the tip on the bad guy. If those were all the noteworthy students coming over with Billie, she could bury them all, friend and foe alike. Especially this Miki Park that was mentioned. [color=CE0F3D][i]Queen of Liberty, eh? Well she should see me in a crown, then. Doesn’t matter if she wears Prada, she’ll be wearing claw marks if she tries to take what is rightfully mine. Cause I got no time to die. I’ve got my future to think about. So Miss Miki, hope your toney ass is prepared for me to blow your mind.[/i][/color] Melissa snapped out of her brief daze to confirm she got everything that Billie was offering. [color=CE0F3D]“All right, I think I got it all. Christian sounds like a nice guy, even if he is a bit soft. Sometimes those football players can surprise you with that sweet side. I kinda like it. You’ll have to point him out to me. Oh, and Miki. Gotta make sure she doesn’t try anything to disrupt what we have going on here at Rosefell. Or at least, what we could have going on, eh? I mean, I like what you’re putting down, Billie. And if you think any of those other students can help with that vision, then I am all ears.”[/color] It was easier to maintain the sweet helpful veneer with how beneficial having Billie Grey all to herself was proving early on. Maybe Jamieson wouldn’t deserve a delivery of I-71 roadkill from Colin directly on his desk. [color=CE0F3D]“And if your first class is Biology… that’s going to be on the second floor, with the other electives. All the basic science is on the ground floor with the English and Math classes, but it sounds like you won’t need to trouble yourself with that!”[/color] [color=93E9BE]”Sweet,”[/color] she responded simply. The buzzing from her phone had caught her attention. Fiona was calling from college. [color=93E9BE]”Well, Melissa, you’ve been quite helpful. I’m sure I can find the rest from here. I really have to take this call.”[/color] [color=CE0F3D]“Hey, no worries! It was my pleasure, Billie! Glad I could help, and like I said, if you need anything else at all,”[/color] Melissa leaned down and pulled a scrap of paper and a pen from her bag, quickly jotting something down. She mouthed, [color=CE0F3D]“Here’s my number,”[/color] not wanting to disturb the phone call. Billie happily took the note, mouthing back [color=93E9BE]”I’ll text you”[/color] before turning to her call. Melissa smiled and gave a wave before giving Billie some privacy on her call. As she walked away towards one of the stairwells where she conducted business, she was still figuring out what needed to be done to make sure these incoming Liberty kids knew their place. Ms. Grey was allowed a special place for her service, but for now, there was planning to be done. Once in her “office”, she locked the doors thanks to a trick she learned from DeShawn during junior year. Confident she would not be disturbed, nor would anyone be able to hear her through the old concrete walls, she dialed her bestie. [color=CE0F3D]“Hey girl! … Good, good, you? … Really? Basketball player? Well, hold steady and don’t go head over heels for Payton yet! … Well, what did he tell you? … Aw, that’s too bad. Don’t worry I bailed you out … Because I ended up being a tour guide too … This girl, Billie Grey? … Yeah, like the singer. Anyway, she had the whole roster covered … Yeah, girl! So we need to put the word out … well, stay away from anyone named Marcos, he’s a skeezebag … Yeah, I don’t know. Also, we know who we gotta take out. Miki Park … I dunno, but she apparently thought she was queen bitch at Liberty, so she’s gotta learn how much she ain’t anymore … Same way we always do, Aly … Well yeah, get to the channels, and I dunno, we’ll figure something out. Maybe Friday … Well of course! First weekend of the school year, we’ll have some beverages … Then we’ll get more! … All right, well go back to Payton and make sure your new boo isn’t too lost … Uh-huh. Sure … OK, talk later, hun … Bye.”[/color] As Melissa rested her head on the back of the wall between levels, her mind was still turning. She now knew her enemy. She had names. Now it was a matter of deducing and planning the attack. Nothing was going to stop her from executing what she had in store for this year. Certainly no "Miki". [/indent][/indent][/indent][/color]