Jayce watched Felicity lay into the new detention members with an ear to ear grin plastered across his smug face. Their plan to utilize Felicity's Tablet Power had definitely eased the burden of school life. Of course, they had to use it strategically. Miss Bowers usually ran detention two times a week, giving the gang a consistent period in which they could use Felicity's talents to deceive and lure her away from her post. The first time they attempted this strategy, Felicity had mimicked another teacher who had told Miss Bowers that she had been relieved for the day. That one wouldn't work all the time, and the trio had made a game of coming up with new and varied excuses to get her out of the room for a while. Today Nico had convinced some of his older brothers' friends to vandalize her car, quickly drawing her away to deal with the hooligans. Felicity and Jayce had watched her drive away in her car from the window, snickering at the sight of toilet paper draped all over the vehicle and crude drawings of the batty old hag painted on every available surface. They were quite impressed with how much time Nico's scheme had bought them. Despite their slacker reputation, Jayce and the gang were quite driven should a worthy cause spring up. To them, playing hooky is as good a reason as any to put in a little elbow grease.
Jayce's face lit up as two of the newcomers took him up on his offer, taking a chair across from him and Nico. From the corner of his eye he saw the pretty boy searing away in his seat all on his lonesome.
Your loss, pal. Jayce thought, sighing before directing his full attention to Osman whilst he raved about Ellie's heroic deeds. She looked less than impressed by the squirts boasts. Perhaps even a little embarrassed? It was hard to tell. Jayce was aware of Ellie, but never really had much of a chance to talk to her. Her polite and quiet mannerisms were suggestive of someone with much more finesse and elegance than he had initially thought. Osman on the other hand, spoke with a more casual tone reminiscent of Jayce himself.
"One punch? Pretty sick." It was hard to tell from behind his glasses, but Jayce was staring at Ellie in amazement. If what he heard was the whole truth, then this girl must be the real deal. Jayce's bewilderment quickly turned to realisation. "So ya got booked for un-ranked fighting on school grounds? Pretty noble for you to take the fall to protect some kid. You've got guts."
"Bet that chump over there's feelin' pretty freakin' embarrassed huh?" Nico spoke up, just loud enough so that Seisil could hear him. The eager smile and intensely focused gaze suggested he was looking for the bully to offer some form of rebuttal. Fortunately, Felicity's warning came just in time to remove any conflict that may have begun. Taking their places as actors would on a stage, Felicity watched as the new kid was thrown into the detention room. At first he was a bag of nerves, whining and shaking like a sad puppy. Then over time he started to grow strangely excited. Jayce rested his elbows on his desk, curiously watching the boy as he unloaded his barrage of questions onto who he assumed was actually the detention teacher. Once the brutish disciplinary committee member had departed, leaving behind only Icarus and a closed door, she held up her hands in protest to the chirpy lad's inquiries.
"Hold up, little dude," She spoke in her normal voice, juxtaposing with her withered old appearance in a most vexing way. The facade of Miss Bowers melted away and Icarus was left face to face with Felicity Day. "You picked a great day to get put into detention. We're like, kinda using this as a way to skip class. Kick your feet up and relax!" With that she ruffled Icarus' hair, offering the same sentiment that she had to Osman. Once again resuming her post, Felicity drowned out the rest of the room and opened up her network interfaces to resume messaging her friends.
"Don't sweat the detention details." Jayce called out from the back of the room, gesturing Icarus over as he had done to the first two. "You'll probably get a letter sent home, but that's a problem for future you, my man." Nico once again returned to his place next to Jayce, slapping him another high five in agreement.
"You’re welcome to hang with us. As long as you're not planning to be a nark and dob our little operation in." Nico joked, though there was an air of seriousness to the statement. The trio had worked hard to get this project going, and to have it ruined so early in the year would be a real disappointment. Once everyone had returned to their prior seating arrangement, Jayce realised he'd forgotten something important.
"Man, it's been too hectic 'round here! I haven't even introduced the crew to you guys yet. This dude here is Nico, and that's Felicity," He pointed to each of his friends respectively before sticking a thumb back at his chest confidently. "I'm Jayce. Nice to meet you, my fellow rotten delinquents!" He referred to them by a title Miss Bowers herself had coined for Jayce and his friends. Despite the intent to insult them, it had a nice feel to it. And so, it kind of stuck. Now it was just some inside joke between the trio and their frequent trips to the detention room. The disciplinary committee had them under careful surveillance on school grounds by this point, but little did they know that sending them to detention was only playing into their plan.