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Realistic or Modern Maxfield Academy

On her way to be somewhere easily accessible, Georgia heard noise in a restroom she was passing. She ran in, hoping and yet dreading it was a fight. She had to act casual, she remembered, and slowed her pace to a speed walk, opening the door quietly, worry showing in her eyes. When she saw Frankie and Ace sprawled on the floor, she let a frustrated sigh.


"What happened?" she asked, facepalming.
 
A smile was in his face while she was choking him. She had to get on like a monkey to even reach his neck, he was quite tall. When he felt his back slam on to the wall, he lost a bit of air, but he got it back, until she dragged him down to the ground, slamming. He lost all his breath, and was fighting to get it back. He had been left on his side, staring deeply into her eyes, his blue and green eyes reflecting on hers. As he got back his breath, he flipped over and started to get up, watching Georgia. He tilted his head to Frankie, lifting his eyebrows.
 
Frankie


Frankie fought to catch her breath and felt the prying eyes of both Ace and Georgia. "Hell don't look at me. You freaking started this whole mess." Frankie pushed Ace hoping to make him fall down once more and the looked over at Georgia. "Well what are you staring at?" Frankie stretched her hand out towards the worried girl. "Make yourself useful and help me up." Frankie was pissed off. Pissed that at Ace for making her mad. Pissed at herself for falling into his game. Pissed at the restroom for being so dirty. And pissed at Georgia for just standing there with her worried eyes while Frankie was still on the floor. "Come on I'm not getting any younger!"


@Keiser @mikaluvkitties
 
Georgia snapped out of her trance like state, grabbing Frankie's hand to help her up, a plethora of questions falling out of her mouth,"Oh dear, are either of you hurt? Would one of you please tell me what happened? Have you been doing alright? What have you been up to recently? You could both end up in a lot of trouble if what I think what happened is what happened. Can't you two ever get along?"


@Keiser @NessieAlways
 
Prim made her way to the girl's restroom just in time to halt at the scene. She caught Georgia helping Frankie up, the room a complete mess. Her eyebrows arched a bit in surprise, "Oh my, what happened here?" The two who had seemingly been messing around before seemed to have gotten in a playful quarrel that had ended with a discontent Frankie. Her eyes shifted to Ace who still seemed to be surprised about the Frankie had lunged at him. "I think I'll use the restroom down the hall..." Primrose was a bit frightened whenever Frankie got angry, she just didn't seem like someone who'd play around.
 
Frankie


Frankie stood up with Georgia's help sort of relived that the girl didn't come tumbling down on her. Frankie moved wet strands of hair from her face and wrung out her wet shirt. "Great. Just fucking perfect!" Frankie snapped at herself. She turned around at the sound of Georgia muttering questions and trying to figure out what happened. "OH PUT A SOCK IN IT GEORGIA!" Frankie paced around the restroom frustratingly with a hand on her forehead. "All of you need to get out now. I need to finis--" Frankie was interrupted by Primrose. "Oh no...come right in Princess. We've been waiting for you to get the party started." Frankie narrowed her eyes at the beautiful girl daring her to come into the restroom.
 
A loud swallow, one that she feared could be heard by everyone in the room seemed to pass the girl's throat. By the looks of it, Frankie was more than just angry. She had moved to a level of anger and annoyance that was really best seen from afar. Who wouldn't be angry? Her bathroom was trashed and that meant that'd she'd have to clean it up all over again. Frankie's nicknames of Princess really made her a bit annoyed, but she wasn't about to open her mouth and make the dark haired girl even more angry. A slight shake of Prim's head as she spoke, "No, no. I really do think I'll use the restroom somewhere else...Good luck on cleaning up. God only knows you'll need it." The last bit seemed to slip out unintentionally. Her blue eyes widened as she'd realized that she'd really said it. Out. Loud.
 
While Prim talked, Georgia gave Ace a pointed look, barely paying attention until the lat thing Prim said, shocked enough she slapped a hand over her mouth bfore saying quietly under her breath,"I think it would be best if, Prim, you, Ace, and I left the room," leaving the 'and get out of Frankie's way' unsaid. She was actually quite hurt by what Frankie had said, even if she was trying not to show it.
 
Frankie


Frankie's temper was getting the best of her. Frankie snarled and looked at Primrose. "Don't tempt me Princess." Frankie looked back at Georgia who had started to speak again. She turned back and grabbed the mop. "Listen to Georgia. You all better scram before I bring you all down to the Janitorial Service." Frankie spoke as she remembered the last time she got into a fight with a girl at Maxfield. She was put in the Janitorial Service for a week as punishment. Sure it didn't happen often, but once was enough to give Frankie the anchor of using it against them.


She had nothing to worry about. She was already down here and had nothing left to loose. She's had every punishment thought off. Starvation, isolation, even therapy had no effect on her anymore. The only thing they hadn't done was expel her and that was the only thing she wanted. They, on the other hand, seemed to have a perfect record. Never breaking the rules and always following orders. She was sure Prim wouldn't last a day scrubbing toilets, Georgia would break in isolation and Ace...well Ace might be brought down from the Patrol Service if he misbehaves. Weaklings.
 
As he got up, he saw Frankie was going into her bossy mode. His job was Perimeter Patrol, so he could take action on this. He handcuffed Frankie rapidly and sweeped her off her feet. ''Everyone, please go back to their normal routines.'' he said, as he walked away. He walked some long time, before putting her back on her feet and getting her handcuffs off. ''I know you too well and I know what would've happened.''
 
Frankie


Frankie had a the mop on her hand ready to use it if anyone decided to piss her off even more. She stared at everyone with a deadly glance waiting for them to exit the restroom so she could continue cleaning before the Head Mistress came down and punished her for not having the restrooms clean. She didn't see anyone attempt to move so Frankie was about to start waving her mop around to get everyone out when she felt a cold ring around her wrist. "The Fu-"


Ace swept Frankie off of her feet and carried her away from the restroom. "LET ME DOWN JERK! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS!" Frankie wiggled around trying to get out of his grasp. She punched him in the face hard feeling his lip break under her fist. Before she new it Frankie was down on the floor and the handcuffs were off. She stepped away from Ace and began yelling again. "What kind of stunt are you trying to pull?" Frankie heard Ace say he knew what she was going to do next and she spat at him. "How would you know what I'm going to do next? You don't know me!"





@Keiser
 
He smiled at her getting angry, he started to look everywhere, seeing if there was another Patrol, but there was none. He put his hand over her head and rubbed her hair. ''Frankie, I know you more than I know the school. Now, Calm down. You always get like this when someone insults you. You even make me nearly have a concussion! But it's fine.''
 
Georgia stood in the restroom, stunned for a couple of seconds, before, trying to hold back a grin, she announced,"That was interesting. Enough to last a whole day, if I do say so myself," at some point she failed to hold back her smile and lightly giggled, before slipped into a more professional tone and addressed Prim,"We should leave. I'm sorry you had to unwittingly step into that..." She exited the room room, still feeling a bit giddy, continuing on her way to help newbies, knowing her assistance in the altercation would only make things worse.
 
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Primrose watched Ace take Frankie away and sighed. "That was scary." She smiled a bit at Georgia then made her way out, she needed to try and finish watering the plants. The plan was to make it seem like the Academy was pretty, and fun . A place you'd never want to leave. And even if you did want to, you couldn't since you'd most likely end up dead by the side of the road.
 
Frankie


Frankie jerked her head away from Ace's touch. In a way he was right. He knew Frankie more than he did the school. Since she was always getting in trouble, her and Ace had spent more time together than she wanted to admit. He had been there when she first tried to break out of the academy, then later when she was in isolation, and when she was bumped down from counselor to janitor. Frankie stared at the ground refusing to look him in the eye.


Frankie let out a loud sigh. "Look that's sweet and all, but can I just go back and finish cleaning before I get in trouble?" Her voice wasn't demanding this time it was just annoyed. Without letting him answer Frankie turned back and walked toward the restroom. Her hands were still in tight fists and her eye kept twitching.


@Keiser
 
Isabel walked into her room, and rubbed a face cream into her caramel skin, staring at her reflection. She smiled into the mirror and pulled her hair out of its loose bun and brushed it, letting it fall in waves around her face. She looked out the plexiglass window at a few students on the field talking as they weeded it. She preferred her job. But then again if she had any bulk, she would probably feel differently about some of the others. Isabel finished her routine and headed back into the hall, passing a new student or two, getting the lowdown on how things worked here. She smiled as she walked.


Ian finished jotting down his daily predictions and headed down to the main lounge, passing Miranda and Lauren who were laughing about some incident on another floor. He checked his notebook and saw he didn't predict any incident of that kind and put an X in the corner. He sat down and ran a hand through his hair, watching the others students bustle around, doing jobs or hanging around gossiping. Ians blue eyes landed on a girl about his age, outside. He had seen her a few times and recognized her as a Havoc. Though he couldn't see why she had picked them. They were inconsiderate and sort of mean if you got on their bad side. not to mention competitive. He waved through the window at her as he tried to guess her name. Princess... Patricia... No that's not right.... hmmm. He mumbled, guessing.


(@Valorie)
 
Alex sat on his bed, unmade and empty. He hadn't unpacked yet. As others were moving around him, hurriedly setting up, making friends and enemies already, he isolated himself. He sat, lost in his thoughts, gazing down at the microchip in his watch. How can I reverse engineer this? The thoughts were already crossing his mind. He was hearing rowdy shouts around him, and entirely blocking them out. The chip was sophisticated technology, newer than Alex had experience with. It wouldn't be impossible to find some way in, but it was most definitely not going to be a pushover; not to mention it would be obvious to anyone tracking him that he had got in. With a sigh of defeat, Alex closed up his watch and dilatorily began to unpack his items and make his bed.
 
Prim held a yellow watering can over a bed of tulips. Her hand was steady, moving from side to side so that all the plants could absorb the water and stay beautiful. Her job was always one she enjoyed. The girl took pride in her work, as it was what made the school seem attractive on the outside. She turned her head when she caught someone waving to her from one of the windows. For a minute, she tilted her head slightly and watched him. Prim looked around and when she saw no one else that he could possibly be trying to salute, she raised a hand and gave a small wave. There was a slight smile on her face, her eyes scanning his face. She'd seen him before, Ivan? No...Maybe Ian. Yes, I think that's his name. The girl thought to herself.
 
A smile came on his face as she calmed down. She was never happy, the best way to know she was calm was seeing her certain tone go away. Firsts days he hated her, but, then, he saw inside her, and she's quite entertaining. Even if she was angry a moment later, he could tell she was still laughing. ''Go ahead Frankie.'' he said, as he turned around and walked away.


@NessieAlways


 
Alex finished up , carefully putting the final touches onto his bed-making effort. He was an overly precise person and even down to small details, he would be very exact. He sighed and briefly closed his eyes, for he knew what was to come. Brushing the fringe to one side, Alex braced for the inevitable social interactions he would have to face, and with that, advanced into the adjoining corridor. He planned to familiarise himself with the site, but he knew it wouldn't be long before he bumped into someone.


(Yes, I AM prompting someone to bump into me.)
 
Ian smiled, watching her check around for someone else. His smile said, 'yes you'. He stood up and walked to the door, weaving back past Miranda who was now deep into a new story, laughing loudly. The cold door handle was under his hand as he wrapped his fingers around, pushing it. With a click, it unlocked and let him outside. Slowly, he walked over to Primrose, having decided it must be her name. "Hey, Primrose right?" He says with a smile. The notebook, stuffed in his back pocket, was poking out.
 
Frankie


Frankie had finished restroom duty just in time. She could here the "oohs" and "aahs" of the new students making their way in. Most of them had managed their way to the dorms. Others were wandering around waiting to be escorted. Frankie leaned against the Janitorial Cart and stared at the new kids. "Jeez look at them. Pathetic. No idea what hell they are getting into." Frankie shook her head and walked to the Janitor Closet. She held up her watch to enter the closet. The lock opened and she stepped inside locking the door behind her. Leaving the cart behind and grabbing her bag, Frankie signed out on the work chart, check for her next shift, and exited the room.


Since Frankie had woken up at 4 A.M. to clean this place, she was exhausted by now. Not to mention, the argument that went by earlier that morning really tired her out. By now Frankie was just a walking corpse. She lounged her bag over her shoulder and turned the corner bumping into an overweight guy with long brown hair.


Frankie took in a sharp breath and started, "Are you blind? Watch where you're going retard!" Frankie stared at the guy for a second.


@DestinyExplorer
 

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