Barkada (currently being rewritten)

The News

Welcome to St.Joan of Arc's Academy, an all girls school that is proud to uphold tradition, virtue, and above all: quality education.
Only the most gifted students are to be accepted; be it through Arts, Sports, or Intellect. The students who are accepted are sorted at random into different dormitories, money is provided for the supplies needed. The students are required to wear the proper uniform at all times; short-sleeved button up dress shirt, pressed pleated skirt precisely one-inch above the knee, ties may be in any color they prefer, and a cream-colored cardigan.
While all students are gifted, only some are privileged with the positions of either of two groups: the esteemed student council and the dutiful disciplinary committee.
The students chosen for these special associations are expected to be graceful, responsible, intellectual, and above all to uphold the sacred rules that govern thes-
"Oh my G!"
Enter Ira Saxon, a part of the disciplinary committee, she is assigned, along with others, to remind other students of the rules, rules which she is currently breaking.
"I'm late!!!", she wailed, running through the hallways, past a certain stunned pink-tie wearing blonde. Brown eyes widened in shock as the blonde let loose a startled gasp turning towards a leg warmer-wearing blonde.
"Holy shit... We're late too!"
Enter Madeleine Williams and Sarah O'Connor, also parts of the disciplinary committee, also currently breaking the very rules they are supposed to uphold.
As soon as they open the doors to the headquarters of the disciplinary committee, a quiet hush replaces the previous chatter as all eyes settle on them.
"Well?! Are you guys just gonna stand there? Explain just why you are fifteen minutes late!", an irate ginger spouts.
Enter Aria Matthews, obviously part of the disciplinary committee seeing as she is in the disciplinary committee headquarters.
"Yeah! I mean, we were worried!" A green-eyed brunette frowned.
Enter Isabelle or Isa Light.
Maddie (Madeleine) squirmed as Sarah visibly broke into a nervous sweat while Ira broke into stammering nonsense under the intense scrutiny of their friends,"Ah-um-I-I-I was-uh we w-were-ah"
During all this, two ravenettes and another ginger were conversing quietly in the corner of a table.
"Ah Maddie, why?", Natalia Arcane, one of the brains of the group along with Lydia and Sarah, groaned as she massaged her temple.
"You know how she is, after all you two are closer.", replied Lydia Portman while still typing on her laptop, looking pointedly towards Natalia.
Celia Wood wisely chose to exit the conversation and walked over to Aria to try to tone her down. However the cinnamon-haired girl was having none of it.
"No! I will not calm down! You almost cried!"
"Sweetie please..."
"Ah-u-u-um we-"
And the room was a chaotic mess of voices trying to be heard in the argument. Before it could escalate further, a folder rose into the air before colliding with the desk. All noises ceased as everyone turned to the front of the room where a girl with white-gold hair stood.
"Would everyone please sit down and shut up so that we can get this thing sorted? We still have to open the letter that the headmistress has given us. Thank you."
Enter Amelia Jones.
As soon as everyone was seated, all eyes were pointed at the late trio, causing Maddie and Ira to clam up even further. Seeing as the other two wouldn't be able to answer the unspoken question, Sarah gathered herself up,"Actually we were in the cafeteria.."
Sharp dark blue eyes pierced them,"So here we were, worrying our butts off, just to find out that you were in the cafeteria?"
They bowed their heads as the rant continued, conveniently placing,"Yes Natalia"s and "We're sorry Natalia"s during appropriate times like good little children in front of their overbearing mother.
About one and a half hours later, it seemed like the scolding was over so Amelia decided to call attention to the letter in her hand.
"Okay! So if everyone is done here, time for other things. Isa, if you could?"
She handed the letter towards Isa. Isa cleared her throat and opened the wax-sealed envelope before unfolding the paper,"Drum roll please...

My dear children,
This may come as a shock to you but there has been an incident at our brother institute St.John's institute for young men. Unfortunately, their building was burned down into the ground. So while they are under construction, half of the student population will be inhibiting our academy for the moment, including their own disciplinary committee. Seeing as you are the disciplinary committee of this school, I trust that you will be the guides of the other school's committee.
Your loving Headmistress
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"WHAT?!!!"
For several miles, animals' ears swiveled towards the sound and ran for safety.