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Pouting severely, Harper had fixed a glare on the teacher, pointedly avoiding Jace, through out roll calling. His immediete reaction to Jace's 'outburst' was a fit of giggles that were cut short as his hand rose up in the air again.

"I REALLY don't feel good, yo! And your DAUGHTER has offended me with her crude and obnoxious words. I think you should excuse the rest of us and have a good talk with her."

Way to go Sunny, he really does listen to a thing you say.

Dr. Darnell did not raise her voice. She merely said: "Miss Darnell, move to the back of the class, if you please. I also hope you enjoy your new detention appointment with the guidance counsellor. - Harper, I only remove people from my class for bleeding or dying, so if you are willing to do both I will be more than happy to send you to the nurse. Please take out your books and rule up a new page before I have to set you all more homework. Talking level is set to 'whispers'."

Jace saluted the class and Riley as she took her things and shuffled into a few chairs behind Antony, hopeful that she could at least still throw him messages.

Antony gave Jace a dirty look. The little idiot had just ruined the setup. then he sighed and smiled at Dr. Darnell. "Dr. Darnell, you know she's had a very surprising morning, so you might not be so ah... rough on her?"

Manuela snickered quietly, reaching to pull her book from her bag. She had remembered to do her last homework assignment, not neatly tucked between its covers. "Miss Darnell, not to be rude but I agree with Antony," she piped up, "I know you're probably trying not to pick favorites but I think she's just frustrated." With that she crossed her legs under the table, tapping one heel against the toe of her boot.

It never rained but it poured. Dr. Darnell nodded wearily at Ignacio: "Your father left a message with reception," she said. "Please sit, Mr. Garcia. Compliment your father on his frankness and recommend he turn up the volume on his alarm clock."

She looked at Antony; she looked at Manuela; finally, she looked at Jace. "When I make a decision," she said, quite frostily, "I do not go back on it." Pause. "... But considering the united, democratic front being put up, I suggest that you - " this was aimed at Jace - "go and sit next to Antony, and hope his behaviour rubs off on you. We'll discuss the detention after class. Please pass your homework to a partner for peer marking: the answer sheets are up front."

Jace moved, once more, back to the seat next to Antony. He was a suck-up, sure, but obviously suck-ups could get ahead in life and she owed him one. "Score," she whispered to him, and gave Manuela the thumbs-up surrepticiously. (Thwomp was hovering worryingly over Harper, who still hadn't let go of the breath.)

Bottom lip stuck out and face now a plump shade of red, Harper looked something like a white haired Oompa-Loompa. His stubbornness was no match for his lungs shriveling up like raisins and when he could take it no longer, he let in a loud inhale and slammed his forehead on his desk.

Taking a few seconds to let his colour return and head stop spinning, he took in another deep breath to rinse, wash, and repeat. Eventually he'd faint or SOMETHING and someone would have to let him go home, right? He considered trying to fork out some tears, but quickly decided Beatrix was evil and such would probably only humor her. Manny had ousted him in favor of abetting the enemy, Antony was being 'nice' to the evil one, and .. well, he hadn't done his homework anyway. He was a lone ranger, all he needed now was a Whitesnake soundtrack playing in the background.

Ignacio slipped into his seat and tried his best to look innocent. Unfortunately, his face was just too inherently cheerful and mischievous and he failed entirely. What made it worse, though, was the sudden realization that everyone had brought out homework and he... had none. He wondered if Dr. Darnell would believe him if he told her the dog ate it. Testing his canines with the tip of his tongue, he wondered if she would believe him if he said he ate it.

Unfolding her hands finally, Delilah bent to retrieve her own homework from her backpack. It was neat and tidy... And written in purple colored pencil. Ah, well. She glanced over at Antony's, straining to see. She decided that she would have to ask Mommy to get proper pens and pencils in the house. Then she realized that Antony was already paired off and so was Manuela and who was to be her partner for homework? She pouted down at the paper, sighing delicately.