Scenarios for friends to read

Eh new scenario part 1

"Right... Uhm... What next?" Delilah asks, slipping her clothes back on after her medical exams. 

"Head down to the security check room to snip those quarantine bracelets off of 'ya, then, they'll lead you wherever you need to be. Stay safe, dears!" Anastasia says, helping the girls out of the room with her smile that never seemed to leave her face.

"There, you're all set. We hope never to see you here again. At least, not under poor circumstances. Stay out of trouble," the security officer said, escorting the two girls out and throwing the bracelets into the trashcan. The girls were then led to the education center consisting of school buildings from kindergarten all the way up to colleges, which were hours apart from the rest of the buildings. Luckily, though, neither Delilah nor Constance was in college, so they didn't have to travel hours to get to their buildings. Quite a short walk to the main building, too.

"Constance, this is your building. And Delilah, this one's yours," the guard says in a monotone voice, pointing at a smaller building to the left around a corner and a bigger building next to a hill with a massive tree on the right. "Go in, have fun, don't bother people. Try to make friends; you're screwed otherwise.

"Delilah dropped a squealing Constance off, (she made a friend moments upon entering), then she headed towards her own building. She wasn't the most socially anxious person, but naturally, it was a little scary. A new place with new people, new systems, and new morals wasn't the easiest to adapt to. Her only hope was Anastasia's son, and even then, he might not be how she expected. She was one of the Underdogs, the less fortunate in this messed-up world. He was High Class, living and thriving in an organization. It was like a country girl meeting a city boy; either a good meeting or a recipe for disaster.

His mom was right. He was insanely loud .Upon entering the building, she heard loud laughter coming from one of the classrooms. It wasn't all too loud, but from where she was standing, his voice overpowered the rest. As soon as she looked for the source of the noise, a blond guy was hunched over, crying literal tears as he died laughing.

"...It really wasn't that funny," a girl sitting next to him stated, sighing as he continued to chuckle. 

"I know! That's why it's funny!" the guy says, grinning as he wipes his tears.

There were a total of around four or so people sitting in the group. A black-haired guy that seemed to be quiet was just shaking his head in disappointment, attempting to drown out the noise surrounding him; a brunette girl who seemed to be asleep on the desk; a short-haired tomboy who was listening to music while engaging in the conversation; and the blond himself.

The black-haired guy lightly tapped the brunette on her shoulder, waking her up gently. He had spotted Delilah in his peripheral vision, but he was definitely being subtle about it. The brunette stirred awake, groaning as she tossed her hair around. It was then that Delilah noticed the uniforms and nametags. She squinted her eyes to take a closer look; her eyesight was quite poor.

The raven-haired male's nametag read "Gold", and the girl's read "Warner". Last names, it seemed. She glanced at Anastasia's son's tag, "Sullivan" being embroidered on the tag in black and matching the other two students' tags. The other, more melancholy girl's tag read: "Ashbourne."

"Mm...? What is it?" the brunette asked, straightening up and fixing her messy hair.

Gold whispered something to Warner- the brunette- while eyeing Delilah up and down. Naturally enough, Delilah felt a little nervous. She hadn't met these people before, and one already seemed to be judging her. Some other students also seemed to be staring, but no one stood out like this group did.

Warner then stood up and approached Delilah with a smile, Gold's gaze still lingering on Delilah. "Hi! I'm Ophelia! William's the awkward one staring," she introduced, pointing to Gold who rolled his eyes at her comment, "the blondie's Damien, and the other girl's Estelle. What's your name? I noticed that you don't have the uniform yet, so I figured you were a new recruit," Ophelia questioned, still beaming despite William's attitude.

"Uhm... I'm Delilah Delacourt. And yeah, I'm new... Nice to meet you-" she attempted to speak before getting interrupted. Ophelia had surprised her by pulling her into a hug, giggling at Delilah's confusion.

"Nice to meet you too! Come and sit with us! We're all harmless, trust me!" Ophelia exclaims, taking Delilah's hand and practically dragging her back over to the merged desks

.It was then that Anastasia's son spotted her. "O-oh, hey! You're the new chick my mom was telling me about! Come, sit!" Damien offered, getting up and grabbing her a chair. He placed the chair down next to his own and sat her down, immediately slinging an arm around her shoulder. 

"Watch it, dummy; she barely knows you," Estelle warns, inching her seat closer to Damien's and pulling his arm away from Delilah. "Sorry, Damien and Ophelia are super touchy, you're gonna have to get used to it."

"It's alright, I guess... It's bearable," Delilah sighs, blushing a little from the sudden bombardment of contact.