One glare was all it took to send the first years scrambling. Her reputation was known throughout the school. Lord help anyone who went against her. Isa raised a brow at a particularly loud second year, hearing the hush when their friends pointed out that Isabelle was looking their way. "Cute necklace." The uniform didn't leave much room for much individuality, but there were those poor creatures who failed at accessorizing such as the one before her. The necklace was hideous and far too large for the second year's petite features. "Looks just like the disco ball in the gym."
She turned, strutting away from the wordless second year on a mission to talk to the class president. He had quite a bit of explaining to do regarding the state of their homeroom. Never had she expected so little effort from Matthew. It might be better than tacky decorations, but it was a holiday. More than a heart on the board should be decorating their area. As 3A, they were the example. She almost bowled over the hapless person in front of her. "Excuse you. You are in my way."
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