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Another year was due to start at Edgebaston Academy. Tomorrow the school would be packed with parents dropping off their kids and students settling back into their dorms. Being part of the crowd was something that both Alistair and Persephone LeRue did not do. They were trailblazers at the front of every trend and fad. People did things because they said so. So of course they weren't going to arrive with the masses. The duo had in fact arrived earlier this morning with their [i]'help'[/i]. Daddy had been in hand to say goodbye, they were due to go back to LA later that day. 

The duo themselves now had to find a way to occupy themselves. Alistair had come up with a great idea to give the duo something to do as well as show off to the rest of the student body. The pair had managed to 'acost' a set of master keys to the school so that they could access all areas. Not that any of the staff were actually going to stop them from doing what they wanted. Not unless they wanted Daddy on the phone explaining how it would be such a shame if that donation for the new arts center was to be pulled. 

Their little plan was to use their instagram accounts to live stream a tour of the school. In reality it was a ploy for them to show off all the stuff they had bought. As well as joking and jesting about the other students at Edgebaston. Alistair swung the keys in his hand as he handed his twin sister a selfie stick. [color=8BD3E6]”Okay. So we have the keys. Probably best to use your account. You have far more sheeple than I do”[/color]

Persephone stood before her brother, thumbs flying across her phone as he led her to the front of the LaRue building. As he stops to give her the selfie stick a smirk forms on her pink painted lips. [color=D8BFD8]"Gimme a sec,"[/color] she says before opening the white handbag that hangs from the crook of her elbow and pulling out her compact mirror. She eyed her reflection in it, making sure all her makeup was flawless from her concealer to her pastel pink eyeshadow that complemented her pink and white outfit. Approving what she saw, the woman nodded and put the mirror away before grabbing the selfie stick with her perfectly manicured hand. 

[color=D8BFD8]"So, where to first?"[/color] she asks, mounting her phone onto the end of the selfie stick and opening up her instagram. 

Alistair laughed as he watched his twin look at her mirror. Alistair himself took a moment to make sure his belt was nice and tight. Didn’t want to embarrass himself. He quickly pulled out his own phone, checking the notifications: [i]Nothing.[/i]

[color=8BD3E6]”I guess we start at the front gate, move through poor person central, and then maybe hit up the main building. I want to show off the new music room that daddy paid for though.”[/color] he said with a smirk on his face as began to take off towards the entrance.

[color=D8BFD8]"We [i]have[/i] to finish in our room. The new bathroom is [i]worth[/i] showing off,"[/color] Persephone replies. As they get to the front entrance she extends the selfie stick and ensures the grand front entrance is in frame, she turns the camera to selfie mode then starts the stream.

[color=D8BFD8]"Good morning my little worker bees! It's your queen 'Sephone. I'm at Edgebaston Academy and my brother and I thought we'd take you all on a lil tour with us. For you who don't know Edgebaston is, like, a super prestigious school. Like, just [i]look[/i] at this place! It's almost as nice as our estate,"[/color] she claims before turning the camera to face the front entrance of the school. 

[color=D8BFD8]"My dear brother's going to be our guide, so, take it away, Ali,"[/color] she says before panning the phone camera to focus on him.

[color=8BD3E6]”Yes, this is it. The prestigious Edgebaston Academy. Founded in Who-Know-Who-Cares Old times, and today acts as our personal playground”[/color] Alistair opens his arms wide to show off the gates, before kicking the gate door open with some force and sliding his sunglasses down onto his face. It was sunny outside afterall. He would then lead Persephone over to their first Target: Independence House, The building's exterior was old fashioned, borderline Historic. Asides from Cavendish Hall. It was the oldest building.

[color=8BD3E6]”In order to give back to the community, each year we take in a certain number of students whose parents either didn’t love them, or perhaps their parents died, or more likely are drug abusers knowing the rest of this state. We house them here in Independence House. Named as such because that is what they are now. It’s an alright building I guess. If you can’t rub two nickels together.”[/color] While talking, Alistair walked into the building, beckoning Perspehone to follow him.

[color=D8BFD8]"In other words,"[/color] Persephone says, turning the camera to face herself, [color=D8BFD8]"This is where they place all the povos,"[/color] She then pulls a sour face before turning the camera back to the hall. She tip toes across the boundary to the hall, a whiney [color=D8BFD8]"Ewwwwwww,"[/color] escaping her lips. She was acting as if it were some rat infested dump. In all honesty the hall wasn't all that bad, just far from her high standards.

[color=8BD3E6]”So as you can see there isn’t exactly alot here. A few basic little common rooms. Ohhhh look! They actually have a TV. It’s so small though. I would offer to donate my old one. But I think it would be the most expensive thing in this building. Look how tacky these sofas are though.[/color]

Persephone laughs at her brother’s joke. [color=D8BFD8]"I don't know how anyone can sleep in this dump. I guess it's better than Juvy,"[/color] she states.

[color=8BD3E6]”Only Just”[/color] Alistair retorted back, waving Persephone to follow once more as they opened up one of the bedrooms. It was plain, simple, but functional, containing a single bed, a small set of drawers and a writing desk. [color=8BD3E6]”I mean look at this. How can anyone live like this?”[/color] Alistair asked as he climbed up onto the bed and lay on it, shifting his back to try and be comfortable. [color=8BD3E6]”Look at me, I am a poor person!”[/color] he joked as he raised his hands to cover his face pretending to cry [color=8BD3E6]”God this bed is so hard and uncomfortable!”[/color]

[color=D8BFD8]"I don't even wanna try. Can we move on? I swear if I stay here any longer I'm gonna catch, like, malaria or something,"[/color] Persephone remarks, waving Alistar to open the door back up for her. She wasn't going to [i]dare[/i] touch that thing. 

[color=8BD3E6]”I would be more worried about catching ‘poor’ ”[/color] Alistair remarked as he opened the door and the duo escaped the building, catching the not quite sea breeze. [color=8BD3E6]”But yes peeps, that is what true poverty looks like. Thankfully we will never have to experience that. Generally speaking, these students are to be avoided.”[/color]

[color=D8BFD8]"I find they need to be put in their place a lot, like what makes you think you're better than me? You literally have nothing?"[/color] Persephone replies, leaving the selfie stick around the school so it could all be seen. [color=D8BFD8]"This place kinda looks a lot better when you can't see that place. Like, look at this, so much nicer![/color]

Persephone turned on her heel to face the main campus building. [color=D8BFD8]"Next destination?"[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]”Normie Hall?“[/color] He asked rhetorically before taking off towards Edgebaston Hall. [color=8BD3E6]”So this is Edgebaston Hall. It's not as tacky as super-poor land. But make no mistake, these people are still poor af. They just get nicer beds because most of them are paying”[/color] Alistair would point out the architecture, given that it had both a 60’s and a 80’s vibe since it was built and then expanded on.

[color=8BD3E6]”We don’t want to hang around here for long though. We are going to go to the central building. And I hope the principal isn’t already walking around.”[/color] Alistar started skipping around as he led the duo down towards Cavendish Hall. There was a janitor who was peacefully sweeping up some freshly cut grass into a nice big pile to get collected later. As he walked past, Alistair kicked it, sending small blades of grass everywhere. The older man looked as if he was going to say something or complain over Alistair's somewhat hyena-ish laughter, but after receiving a small, but noticeable glare from Alistair backed down. The duo kept on moving. [color=8BD3E6]”It is always nice when people know their place”[/color]

As Alistair kicked through the grass clipping Persephone walked through the now concaved pile, dragging more clippings with her pink stilettos. [color=D8BFD8]"As if the principal can do anything if he is, daddy essentially owns the school at this point,"[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]"Yeah, but you know people like to pretend they have power"[/color] As they approached Cavendish Hall, Alistair smiled [color=8BD3E6]"So Cavendish Hall is at the centre, and mostly houses the staff and offices, but it also has the cafeteria. But more importantly it houses my favorite room.[/color] Alistair lead the around the side of the building until they reached a side door that head the words 'Music Room' [color=8BD3E6]"Here it is. The best place in the school. Asides from our suite"[/color] 

Persephone couldn't help but roll her eyes as her brother led her, and her beloved viewers, to the music room. [color=D8BFD8]"Yeah, yeah, it's [i]fine[/i], I guess. It's got nothing on our suite though!"[/color] she prods as her brother wanders through his favourite spot. Whilst the music room was impressive Persephone was more a fan of the concert hall, being more of a theatre and cheer girl herself. 

[color=D8BFD8]"Workers, you'll love love [i]love[/i] our suite. Daddy's paid for some [i]impressive[/i] upgrades,"[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]"Yes, the upgrades are really nice. But not as much as I love this place"[/color] Alistair smiled as he opened the door to go inside. Alistair walked inside and showed off the room. It had been refitted to have loads of new instruments and equipment. All of it had been specifically upgraded due to Alistair being allowed into the advanced music program. [color=8BD3E6]"I can't wait to use it all. Just wish I didn't have to share it with the others like that upstart Fiona"[/color] 

[color=D8BFD8]"Yes, yes, we love your little instruments. Can we move on? My fanclub are waiting for the main attraction. An exclusive, never-before-seen look into the LaRue suite!"[/color]

Alistair looked a little disheartened at his sister's response. Sometimes he felt that while they spent every waking moment together, they only really focused on her interests. With a slight shuffle, Alistair made his way back to the door and into the outside world. [color=8BD3E6]”Yes, Yes. I get it. The main attraction. SInce you are so hyped do you want to lead this bit?”[/color] He asked, offering to take the stick from her.

[color=D8BFD8]"Absolutely!"[/color] Persephone cheers, handing her brother the stick and running a hand through her waves to make sure they were in place. She then leads her one person camera crew to the entrance of LaRue Place.

[color=D8BFD8]"Welcome, my little worker bees, to LaRue place. Daddy put, like, [i]thousands[/i] of dollars into making sure this place is, like, the epitome of luxury,"[/color] She then swings open the doors to the hall. A concierge woman standing at the desk looks up to greet the pair but before she can say anything Persephone tosses her bag and pink blazer at the woman. [color=D8BFD8]"They can go to their place in my room,"[/color] she instructs before turning to the phone camera.

[color=8BD3E6]"Try hundreds of thousands"[/color] Alistair commented as Persephone continued her speech. [color=8BD3E6]"What makes out suite special is we have our own private entrance, that way we don't have to deal with the riff raff"[/color] 

[color=D8BFD8]"Yes, very much so. So, let's check out our room!"[/color] Persephone prods before walking to the large ornate doors that lead to the LaRue suite. With a large grin she swings the doors open to reveal the main room of the twin's suite. Large ornate walls filled with expensive art, lush couches facing a very large TV and the glass doors to the balcony. [color=D8BFD8]"Welcome to the closest almost all of you will come to luxury like this!"[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]"Pretty sure most of your followers are probably stunned by the idea of wealth this grand"[/color] Alistair chimed in before walking over to the couches abs lifting the armrest to reveal hidden compartments with various buttons and cupholders. [color=8BD3E6]"The best part is that it's all custom made"[/color]

[color=D8BFD8]"Even better though! Follow me,"[/color] Persephone walks to the room on the right. A big pink glittery star with her name adorned the door. She swung the door open, revealing its tall pastel pink walls. A 4 poster bed with white drapes sat at the centre of the room. A large desk with neatly sorted supplies and a modern sewing machine sat on the side of the room. On the other end stood a large set of double doors. 

Persephone beelines to those doors and flings them open. Before her stood a large walk-in wardrobe. The wall to her left had individual shelves, each holding a pair of shoes that were all in pristine condition. The right wall was similar but the shelves were full of bags and accessories. In the middle of the room was a screen on a stand. [color=D8BFD8]"Welcome to my wardrobe! I have clothes and accessories from the [i]best[/i] designers all over the world! And the best part!"[/color] She taps the screen a few times. This is followed by a slight humming as part of the back wall rolls forward revealing itself as a clothes rack, this particular one sporting a collection of blue jackets. [color=D8BFD8]"Ta-da! Daddy truly spared no expense,"[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]”Yep, He really didn’t but somehow most of the suites construction budget went on the wardrobe”[/color] Alistar commented. He would move the camera around so that everyone could comment on just how many clothes, shoes and accessories this place held. [color=8BD3E6]”I am fairly sure this place is bigger than most poor peoples houses, and we just use it to store clothes! Well, you do.”[/color] Alistair would move the camera back up to focus on Persephone directly. [color=8BD3E6]”Is there anything else in particular you want to show everyone?”[/color]

Persephone chuckled at her brother’s comment. [color=D8BFD8]"Nope, I think that’s it. I’ll bid you all goodbye, loves, until next time!”[/color] Persephone blows a kiss to the camera before snatching the phone from the stick to end the stream. She turns to her brother with a smile forming on her lips. [color=D8BFD8]"I am [i]so[/i] ready to rule the school. Wanna go through the class lists to see who to avoid?”[/color]

[color=8BD3E6]”I think that is pretty obvious. We avoid everyone unless they have a LeRue suite number lower than 10”[/color] Alistair said with a small smirk on his lips. [color=8BD3E6]”I want to know who is going to have the first fight of senior year, or the whole year in general. That shit is so funny when you see people flail their arms around like monkeys.”[/color] Alistair would go back to the entrance to Persephone’s bedroom door. [color=8BD3E6]”Want to grab some food?”[/color]
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[indent][indent][indent][indent]The sun rose over the school campus, and everything was peaceful. The day before the grounds had been perfectly pruned and tended to, well, the parts that Alistair and Persephone didn’t try to sabotage for laughs. The faculty staff had arrived at 6am, getting every set up. The first day was always a hustle and bustle as people arrived and got settled into their dorms. Classes were suspended on the first day, and the only mandatory event was the assembly at 2pm. The rest of the day was filled with plenty of tours and taster sessions. Various clubs were planning to set up stalls throughout the day to try and attract new members for the school year.

Staff were at hand over at the entrance to Cavendish Hall. They were around to give out maps, tours and more importantly room allocations and keys. Alistair was at the front gate, taking the time to greet people and smile. Though in reality he was actually taking the time to mock people while being polite. His focus was primarily the new Freshmen joining, but he was an equal opportunities mocker. He would be lying if he wasn’t excited to see certain people again though. A certain person in particular, as he had to spend the summer being driven crazy being away from them.

[color=8BD3E6]”You are going to come to school dressed like that? Thank god we have a uniform”[/color] Alistair chimed to a badly dressed freshman.[/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]