Today, Beacon Hills High School prepares to welcome a new student! Several new students, in fact; a whole class of them. As summer gives way to fall, so too does freedom give way to restriction. Get in your seats, everyone.
"It was- mostly just me locked in my room all weekend. I finished listening to Hamlet again. Did some sketches. Um. Thought about redying my hair a different color," she fingers the red streak in her hair, "and started plotting my revenge," she jokes, "have to figure out all the logistics. Otherwise it'll all fall apart."
"Well, if you're Romeo, then I'll happily take Mercutio, Juliet. But I think we're more Antigone and Haemon."
"Yes. Lets skip the suicide part though and go straight to killing the unjust King. Much more poetic."
Lydia catches her on her way in.
"Hello. Do you need someone to file charges on your behalf?"
"A 'no' would suffice. Your father said some unusual things when I dropped by with your homework."
"Oh. He didn't mention your visit." Pause. "My dad is weird. What did he say that was so unusual?"
"This is me saying it's fine, I'm fine. I appreciate your concern, or whatever this is. But yeah." She pauses awkwardly. "He's really socially awkward, you were probably just picking up on that."
"That's alright. Actually, there is something I was hoping to ask you...well, Jackson, but same difference."
"Nah, I've got plans. Which is kinda relevant, actually. So. I'm dating Matt Daehler. Well, very soon to be dating Matt. Is this what Danny's problem with me is?"
"Let's hope. But if it is, Danny should probably have a conversation with Matt about it."