Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24387293-20160415104808/@comment-26423188-20160417221948

Desi concentrated all of her energy on staying very very still. Little movement made it hard for her to switch to her manipulative side, she had found out. If she could just put off this until detention was over, she wouldn't have to deal with everyone.

But, there was the smell of cake baking in an oven. Unfortunately, Desi turned around and craned her neck to look at the scene behind her. And there was that sinking feeling in her body, like water turning to ice.

Stiffening up, she scooted into an empty corner as her eyes dulled and the rosyness in her cheeks disappeared. A pitch black notebook was whipped out and no time was wasted. Instantly, notes were being taken down, but at a distance away it was hard to get all of the details.

Nevermind that. This would do for now.