Cassandra woke up to her alarm with a smile on her face…which faded quickly when she saw the red halo above her head. She hated being angry, hated yelling at everyone. Why couldn't it be blue? Or yellow? Anything was better than red.
She reluctantly walked over to her closest, pulling on a tight knee-length red skirt and a light red top. At least having a red halo meant that she could wear her favourite boots all week. Looking in the mirror, Cassandra applied red lipstick to top the look off.
Frances kicked a rock on the street as she adjusted her backpack. A frown appeared on her face as the school started to get into view. At least she didn't get a red halo. From her past experiences, any color was better than red. She quickened her pace when she checked her watch. School was going to start, and she did not want to be late because her first period teacher was the worst.
Elizabeth neared her school entrance, mulling over that week's halo. Though most people were relieved to get yellow, she often found it exhausting to keep a cheerful front even when she was far from happy. She reached her first period classroom and plopped in her usual seat. A few minutes passed before Elizabeth noticed a familiar face wearing an orange sweater walk in. She cautiously waved a hello, a bright smile on her face.
Tenma's sprinting didn't ease up as he approached the school. Huffing, he spotted his brother loytering by the gates,
"What the hell, man??"
His brother, suitable named Kitsune, grinned at him,
"What, I didn't want to disturb your beauty sleep."
A blue ring of light loomed above his head.
'Great, he's calm and I'm mean, this'll be a fun week,' he thought, scrunching his nose at the thought of having to deal with his brothers stupid teeth-baring foxkill smile.
"Whatever, class has started already!" he she snapped, turning his back on his twin,
"Okay, okay, don't let the door hit you on the way out."
Amity drove to school and took the first parking she found. She knew most people wouldn’t argue with a purple but wanted to be as nice as possible. She took the front parking and got out, reaching into the backseat to get her backpack
Frances sighed as she rolled her eyes, but waved a hello to Elizabeth either way, and plopped down in her usual seat. She tapped her fingers on the desk as she waited impatiently for the class to start. As she looked around the classroom, she saw that a couple of seats were empty. She groaned as she starting tapping her fingers faster.
Cassandra hopped into her car after eating some breakfast, speeding towards the school and getting pissed at people in her way. She got out of the car and slammed the door behind her with a grunt.
She stomped through the school, already feeling anger running through her veins. She headed to her locker, growling at anyone in the way.
She walked through the halls, no one bothering her as she walked into the classroom and sat down silently. She smiles at the other silently
Zander quietly walked into the classroom and went to his seat. Huh… He thought. He smiled back and looked down. Well, I need to be calm and collected this week so… This'll be hard…Last week I got red and…That wasn't so fun. He sighed.
She sat quietly and looked up as the bell rang. The teacher walked in to start teaching the class and she took her notes out
Frances took her notes out and a small notebook. Sometimes she got her inventions ideas during school time and she would quickly jot down some notes and add a quick drawing on how it would probably look. She played around with her pencil as the teacher talked about something. Frances wasn't paying much attention, which was something she was probably going to regret later.
Cassandra took her time at her locker, already knowing that she was going to be late. What was the point of rushing if you were already late? Nowhere. There wasn't one.
She slammed her locker closed, walking towards her classroom. She didn't care if she got in trouble, not in the slightest.
Tenma kepted his eyes glued to his work, turning to avoid interaction with anyone.
"Tenma-"
"What." he shot back without second thought, eyes narrowed into a sour glare.
"…Excuse me?"
He bit back another snarky reply, knowing it'll just get him in more trouble. His brother snickered from the back of the class.
This wasn't gonna end well.
Frances sighed and looked at the teacher. "Can you just hurry this lesson up? We don't have much time left in this classroom, and I can tell you're not even halfway done. So maybe, if you stopped talking to Tenma, you'll finish early, or better yet, on time and this time we won't have to stay here for an extra three or five minutes waiting for you to finish the lesson."
The teacher turned around and looked at Frances, and gave her a dissaproving look. He waked to his desk, grabbed a pink slip, quickly wrote something on it, walked to Frances desk, and gave it to her. Then he walked back to the front of the room and continued the lesson. Frances looked at the pink slip on her desk and sighed. The slip meant she was going to have to go to detention after school. Frances was convinced the teacher hated her.
Amity looked up at the pink slip. "You know there was no real reason to give Frances detention. She's only speaking the truth and by giving her detention when her color is impatience is basically saying you're going to give every student with orange detention. Which you don't. So it shows your so viols hatred of a student when they did nothing wrong" the purple halo above her head grew brighter, a warning to stop acting out from her assigned color
(Quick question: Is there a basic plot, or is it up to us to come up with it? :)
(I didn’t really have a plot, I was just thinking go with the flow :)
"I agree," Elizabeth spoke up, almost immediately regretting it when everyone's eyes turned towards her. "We don't have any control over our colors. Treating her like this isn't fair." She nervously looked up at the teacher, who was looking more tired than annoyed at that point.
He sighed, "Fine."
After taking the slip back, he resumed the lesson, a bit more subdued. Rushing a bit to make up for the wasted time, the bell rang as he assigned their homework.
Tenma groaned,
"This is bullshit! I don't like being an asshole!"
He scuffed his feet down the hall to his locker, Kitsune dawdling behind him,
"Strange, you do it a lot-"
Tenma threw his body in a circle, making direct eye contact with his brother,
"Listen; I'm holding on by a thread. Try some shit like this and I'll cave your skull in."
They stared at each other for a while, before Tenma stalked away fuming. A signature foxkill grin donned Kitsunes face,
"Ah, and it's only Monday."
Frances gathered her stuff and walked out of the classroom surprised. She really wasn't expecting how the class went. People actually stood up for her, which never happened happened before. She shook her head and walked to her locker.
"What the hell happened in there?" She asked herself.
When Cassandra realised that she completely missed her first class, she let out a yell of anger. She hated this halo thing, how you had no choice.
She stomped to her next classed, pissed with herself and the school. She hated anger.
Elizabeth walked to her next class, both earbuds in. Why did she do that? She didn't normally speak up, let alone stand up for someone. One of the mysteries of life I guess… she thought, deciding to ignore it.
Amity shifts her books, thinking. i just went against my color. That’s never happened before…what’s going to happen to me if I do it again… she thought to herself, walking until she bumped into Frances. “Watch it, nitwit.” She then realized who it was and froze. “Sorry…purple…” she explained softly. “Are you ok? After first period?”
Frances shrugged and grabbed her history textbook. She closed the door to her locker and held the book close to herself, almost hugging it.
“Ah. Purple. I see.” She sighed. “I still don’t know. I’m still surprised y’know. Nobody has stand up for me before, so my brain is still processing what happened. And what was all of that back there? You went against your color didn’t you?”
