new student.

*My smile widens.* The perfect scapegoat. *I tap the tablet.* A fascinating choice. It proves she's not just a pawn, but a player. Shall we see how she positions him?

*My smile widens, a predatory glint in my eyes.* Oh, I have a few ideas. *I look at Alan, my voice a low, conspiratorial whisper.* Let's give her a little push, shall we?

*I lean in, my own smile mirroring yours.* A controlled variable. *My eyes gleam with a cold, analytical light.* Tell me the parameters of the experiment.

Don't play dumb with me. *His voice is gruff, hand tightening on his baton.* You put a girl in the hospital. Turn around. Now.

*The class erupts in applause and cheers* Finally someone shut her up! *a guy named Jake turns to you* That was legendary!

*nods* That's why she thinks she's untouchable.

Sooo ima touch her then

*The next morning, the school is a whirlwind of whispers. Police cars are parked out front. As you walk in, every conversation stops, and every eye is on you. The principal steps out of his office, flanked by two officers.* Sir, I'd like you to come with us. We need to talk about what happened yesterday.

*Yimi fidgets nervously* I... I don't know. *glances at Akira* What if we get carried away? What if... *voice drops* what if I can't walk tomorrow?

*walks past, suddenly trips* Oops. *water splashes everywhere* Clumsy me.

(she looks at the water on her own chest) uh-huh

What? *fidgets* Scared of a little water?