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Serafina 'Ariel' Gray

And now Ada was here. Everyone was accounted for and as she checked the map, Ariel could indeed see that the destination was Sacramento. "Well I guess you're gonna get your wish, Jamie. Cali here we come!" She paused for a second, walking over to the door and putting on her socks and Converse. She didn't mind if her friends stared. It was probably the most mundane thing she was going to do on the whole trip. "So.. I think Alex sent a text not to long ago and said that he was the luggage guy... I voulunteer my car, but we have to know who elses we're taking, because no way are we cramming into my Kia," she said with a small laugh. 

Hearing Lizzys comment of whom was going with who, she shrugged her shoulders. "That's up to you guys. I could do a randomizer again, or you can all agree in a civil manner."

Ada "AJ" Juliette Weston

As Jarvius played with her hair, she laid her head on his chest. After all, why not? "True, darling, but really, sometimes I'm sure I'm the adult in that relationship." She watched as Philip picked a destination and hearing that it was California, instantly perked up. Then there was the decision of cars, just as Ariel had said. 

"Well, Cass does have that sick Camaro," she responded.

September 4th, 2015 || Day One ||  Zachary Taylor & Shawn Adam  Hunter

Zac couldn't believe it. He'd been in this classroom for what? 15 minutes? And already was the class being forced to do work. No easy first day just BAM hard work and research. Not just research but research using those electric boxes from hell. Yup, the computers. Students sat glaring at the screen in boredom. Some more engaged in the subject scribbled notes. Of all things though, the industrial revolution? History was more fun when they learnt about ancient times. At least Zac could use all the stupid beheading puns that every history teacher he'd ever had had undoubtedly heard more than once. At the moment, however, Zac sat at the hard plastic chair (as he had had the swivel stool confiscated from him for concentrating on spinning on it instead of actually doing his work) and continuously stabbed the computer's on/off button to no avail.

"Shawn, get your lazy ass here and tell me why the button on the thingy won't turn my computer on!" he summons his brother in the seat next to him in a hushed tone.

Shawn was busy, and didn't want to be bothered at the moment. Filling out the English sheet in class as he had spent all of his time in that particular class playing Call Of Duty in that class, he heard his brothers voice. Yet another calling of another something stupid to help him with. Unfortunately, the matter of the fact was, Zac just wasn't tech savvy. With a great sigh, Shawn would get up out of his chair and walk over to his brother, getting a questioning glance from the teacher to which he responded with a shrug. Seeing that his brother kept mashing the button over and over, Shawn gave him a stern smack on the back on his head. "You idiot. You can't press it over and over. Your sending the laptop mixed signals. By the way the button is called the on button. Here." He smacked the other boys hand away and mashed the button once, firmly. The screen lit up brightly. 

"I knew that!" Zac yelled, much too loud for a classroom setting, resulting in a 'shush' from his teacher. "Just making sure you knew what to do!" he claims, poking his twin with the tip of his black pen, leaving a tiny black dot on his arm.

Shawn lunged, snatching the pen out of his twins hand and in return, drawing a large line down his arm. The teacher began to walk this way, but Shawn didn't care. Him and his brother did these things all the time. The teachers just had to get used to it. "Paybacks a bitch, bro," he responded. 

"That wasn't payback! That was unjust you moron!" Zac yells, grabbing a pink highlighter from his bag and scribbling on his brother's arm. Miss what's-her-name continues to approach the boys, unknowing to them. It was obvious they had never been in any of her classes before or she would have given up right then.

"BRO! What's wrong with you?"

"With me?!" Zac snaps back. "You're the one who draw a line done my arm, I was clearly defending myself!"

"Boys," shouted the teacher. "Stop it right this instant or I will send you to detention!"

Shawn and Zac laughed. "That don't scare us, ma'am, we're the Hunter twins."

"Why, we've seen more detentions then students." he adds beaming, throwing his arm around his twin, the last war momentarily forgotten in this verbal fight against teacher what's-her-face. "And don't go thinking we act differently there!"

Shawn, being the taller of the two, wrapped his arm around the back of his twins neck in return, ruffling his hair. "Seriously, we're best friends with Coach now. He didn't even make me run last week. Dude loves us."

"The way these other teacher have let you run around is just unruly!" The teacher was starting to turn as red as a tomato in the face, and both of the boys were beaming from ear to ear. 

"Well then," said Shawn. "Imma call you Umbridge. Whatchya think bro? Should we call her Umbridge?"

"Well I was gonna say we call her miss Stiff but Umbridge seems perfectly fitting!" Zac replies, giving his brother a good-natured whack on his arm, "Not like we're gonna remember her real name."

"Oh so true, dear brother."

"Boys, that is rude. See your way to detention now, please." 

"There's ten minutes of class left. Seriously?"

"Nah bro," he says, pushing his younger, yet taller, brother's arm from his neck. "Coach has detention today, let's go be 'punished'" he replies, giving his brother a sly sidewards glance screaming mischief. The teacher, however, was probably just relieved they were no longer bothering the rest of her students and watch them leave.

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