Class 2-B Scholar Division:
Ethan sat alone in the room until 9:30 AM, when Tony and Markus entered the class.
“Oi, Ethan, why do you get here this early? We live right next door to the high school building.” Markus sat at the window seat in front of Ethan.
“Seriously, it’s ridiculous.” Tony sat behind him.
“It gives me time to think. I mean we wake the family at six and get them ready, that’s two hours of free time for me. I enjoy it.” He leaned back in his chair, and looked out the window. The sky was blue, and the trees were deep green pines.
“Hey, Ethan, where did you put my homework…” Scarlet looked adorable in the school’s uniform. The skirt was too short but, no one complained. It was red and black plaid with black lacey slit on the left side, underneath that was a black tutu. The top was a short sleeved white button up which had a black jacket with puffy red lace hanging from the end of the sleeves.
“It’s in the black folder.”
“So forgetful, aren’t you, baby?” Tony smiled looking at his secret girlfriend in the dark uniform of the Creative Arts Division. The uniform for the regular students was just a sailor uniform, the boys had black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a long sleeve white button up shirt with a red tie.
“Shut up, Milochka.” The smile on her face was bright, and her cheeks rosy. And with that she left the room.
Arts Divisions Gate
“Would you look at that, it’s the little Russian fox.” Mary snorted at Scarlet from afar. She was part of the Fine Arts Division and had a more formal uniform. It was black and white. The top was a white button up with a black corset like belt, and a crimson jacket with padded shoulders. The skirt was black with a white petticoat underneath. On the tips of the black was a crimson lace.
“Isn’t she just adorable?” Lamb snorted back at Mary. They could be twins if you didn’t know better. They laughed as Scarlet walked on to the Creative Arts building.
There was a bridge crossing a small stream before you entered the main court of the division’s grounds.
Bridge:
“Mne interesno, kak ya brozhu…” Scarlet hummed as she walked across the old bridge. She had watched her father build it when she first moved to Forest Hill. The family had long sense owned the school, but the former bridge was old and falling apart. “…YA budu brodit’ etom meste, poka ne umru,” she finally sang aloud.
“Ms. Yenot?” A teacher appeared from the building. She was small, and seemed to be a Siamese. Her outfit was neat but had a sense of confusion about it. A plain brown skirt suit, with milky white bracelets and necklaces, her small feet clad in earthy heels.
“Uchitel’!” The startled Scarlet fell off the small bridge and into the stream. She sat in the murky water until the boys came to get her.
“Alyy…”
“I’m sorry, Milochka.”
“It’s fine. You’re not hurt.”
“Scar, don’t do that again. Please”
“Don’t tell, Papa…”
“Yes, of course. Ledi Yenot.”
“Markus, go get her extra uniform.”
“’Kay.”
“Ms. Yenot, I’m so sorry that I scared you. I didn’t mean to, I swear.”
“It’s fine Mrs. Baker.” They waited for Scarlet’s uniform then took her to class.
Creative Arts Class 2-A
“Welcome class to your second year here.” Mrs. Baker tried to be strong, “I’ll be your teacher, Mrs. Baker. And I’m sorry that class was started late. There was a mishap.” Students whispered, wondering about his mishap. “I’d like to take today to learn about you guys and for you to learn about me. Hopefully that will allow us to use our time effectively.”
“Mrs. Baker, why is your skirt wet?”
“I was in the stream earlier.”
“Why?” Another student piped in.
“The mishap.”
Soon after this Scarlet walked in. “I’m so sorry. I got distracted this morning.”
“Oh my gosh. It’s the founder’s granddaughter.”
“I heard she stole the dress she wore to the Gala last year.”
“And the year before. I heard it was a regular thing for her to steal.”
“How can she be the founder’s granddaughter? She’s nothing but a common criminal.”
“Um… Ms. Yenot you can sit in the back, next to the window.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Baker.”
The day went by like that. Mrs. Baker handed out worksheets for the students, most of which were biological, and personality sheets.
