[h1][b][i][color=A2797E][center]Sabine Bassard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][h3]and[/h3][/center][h1][b][i][color=FF9A4F][center]Leah Jordan[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://media.tenor.com/72wuGTZtTm8AAAAC/ester-exposito-ester.gif[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/ktEJkOK.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=A2797E][b]Location[/b][/color]: Spaceship -> Into The Sunset [color=FF9A4F][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A [/center] [hr][hr] [color=FF9A4F]"Heh... I figured."[/color] Externally, Leah was playing it cool. Internally, she was panicking. Sabine was very clearly attracted to her, but then again... Would Sabine be bothered by the countless scars and old burns that Leah had? Or the sandpaper hair she had? Leah's heart was hammering in her throat, but she didn't seem to care. [color=FF9A4F]"So... Now what?"[/color] [color=A2797E]"Oh I think you know what."[/color] Sabine pushed Leah on to the bed. [color=A2797E]"Hard to believe we got to this point huh? Remember the day we first met?"[/color] The memory was not all-together unpleasant, though she was sure Leah had other thoughts. [color=A2797E]"They put the two least likely people to get along in one room together. Almost like they did so on purpose."[/color] [color=FF9A4F]"Yeah..."[/color] She sat down and put an arm over Sabine. [color=FF9A4F]"That was... A rough day."[/color] Sabine likely put it together in her head, after earlier... [hr] Today marked the first full week Mayra killed her dad. She managed to salvage a few spare dollars from the car outside that wasn't buried, but she didn't know how to drive it, so she had to make the 450 mile trip through the Sonoran Desert on a flying boulder. Mayra was tired, but even this cold classroom was better than the medical bed she had to sleep in after the worse days. All these other kids didn't pay any attention to the small girl in the back. And Mayra didn't pay attention to them. She didn't know how to talk to people, so she just stared out a window, as if he'd come crashing through at any second to take her back home. Sabine held her phone up trying to get the best angle. She had only just started her account and she needed to get followers quickly. If she was going to run this school from the inside, it was crucial she have presence. Two girls next to her were talking, but Sabine had tuned them out. Their conversations never interested her. Sabine took some photos in rapid succession and was looking to filter and adjust when she noticed an anomaly. Or, rather, a person who may as well be an anomaly. It was that weird girl who never talked. Sabine chuckled and rolled her eyes, [color=A2797E]"Guess I'll retake that one. Got something unfortunate in frame.'[/color] The two girls cackled next to her, unaware of who she was talking to but desperate not to make it seem like they didn't know. She definitely overheard that though, and proceeded to look at the self-obsessed blondie confusingly. Her face scrunched up in a "the fuck?" expression as she continued to cloud Sabine's selfies in the background. Though not entirely intentional, it did make it seem like Leah was offended by her in some way. [color=FF9A4F]"I heard that."[/color] Sabine rolled her eyes and turned to look at the girl. [color=A2797E]"You were meant to. I wasn't exactly being subtle about it. Why don't you go back to sitting there like a rock."[/color] Sabine shook her head. It really was sad when the lessers felt they could speak up to their betters. [color=A2797E]"Who am I kidding, a rock has more personality and actually does something to improve the environment."[/color] [color=FF9A4F]"You wouldn't understand rocks if they hit you in the face,"[/color] She barked, as a rock did, in fact, fly through the window behind Mayra and clock Sabine right across the face. The "lesser" didn't even move an inch. She did, however, start cackling in response. Sabine brushed her cheek where the rock hit her. [color=A2797E]"Oh so your power is moving pebbles? Adorable. I'll keep you in mind when I need to redo my zen garden."[/color] She brushed it off before staring back at the girl. Sabine took a picture before starting to write the caption. [color=A2797E]"Let's see, what to say. Do you know this girl? Terrible attitude and decides to assault someone who pisses her off? #Unfortunate. I don't have a huge following, but I am willing to bet those that do follow me would love to know who to stay away from."[/color] [color=FF9A4F][i][b]"FUCK YOU! STUPID FUCKING BLONDE ASS BRATTY LITTLE SHIT! THE ONLY REASON THOSE BITCHES LIKE YOU IS BECAUSE THEY THINK HANGING OUT WITH YOU GIVES THEM A FUCKING PERSONALITY!"[/b][/i][/color] She howled, and the floor rumbled. Mayra stood up and stormed out of the classroom, unaware that the entire class was gawking at the two. She slammed the door hard enough that the glass and hinges shattered, and ran through the halls at full speed, as if there were something at the end that could make this day somehow better. She didn't want to be here anymore. She didn't want to keep pretending she actually had a family to go home to when someone asked. Everything about this place just felt wrong, Mayra was acting like someone she wasn't, using a completely different name because she was terrified that one of dad's old mercenary friends might find her. Mayra held back the stupid tears that were trying to stream down her face, and ignored the awful pit in her stomach. He always said that weakness meant surrender. She hated this place, and she wanted to go home. But she didn't have a home. Sabine watched as the girl had a meltdown. It was low-key hilarious. As the girl stormed off in a huff, Sabine chuckled, [color=A2797E]"Can dish it out but can't take it? Not surprised. Come get me when you are ready for the main event."[/color] The two girls next to her started laughing. Sabine stopped short and looked at them. [color=A2797E]"Shut up. Girl may be unfortunate but she's right. You bitches need to slobber on your own brand and lay off mine."[/color] Sabine took a selfie and tagged the two girls in it. [color=A2797E]"Brianna and Michele are #NotSquadGoals. Wouldn't be surprised if they bought their stuff at a flea market. #SoSad."[/color] And with the click of a button, the two girls felt the brunt of social shame. She would have to thank the girl later. In private.