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Finn had really been enjoying his nap. He'd gotten a taxi from the airport and gave the nice driver man the school's address, and after he was positive that the driver wasn't a serial killer, he dosed off. When he'd woken up one hour later, it was to flashing lights and reporters pounding on his window. He'd always wanted to be famous, but he was pretty sure this wasn't the kind of famous he wanted. He stepped out of the car and suddenly, he was being bombarded by journalists. [i][color=skyblue]Okie dokie, obviously you trash heaps were never taught about personal space[/color][/i] he thought as a microphone was shoved in his face.

"Did you cheat to get in to Caelbury?" one man shouted.

"Did you bribe the admissions director?" another demanded.

"How does it make you feel that Caelbury is shutting down?" another journalist asked.

Before Finn could even utter a response, a security guard swept the leeches that called themselves reporters away from him, and he was being brought through the crowd and towards the auditorium, bag in hand. Finn couldn't process all this. Why the hell were they asking about bribes, and cheating? His stomach was in knots, and he felt like he was going to puke. His hands floated up to his mouth where he began to absentmindedly bite his nails, a bad habit of his since age eight.

As the security guard escorted him to the auditorium, he was instructed not to leave. That was fine by him. He had no desire to be caught up in that wave of awful people. He took a seat, hoping one of his friends would stop by and he'd be able to discuss this, but until then he fished out his phone. He opened up every social media app he had, and there wasn't one mention of the attack the paparazzi had just launched on his school. [i][color=skyblue]Hopefully the dean will explain away all this bullshit[/color][/i]

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Julia was pissed. As her limo pulled up in front of the school, she sat and looked out the window at the feeding frenzy that was occurring. [color=pink]"What the fuck to they think they're doing? Invading a place of education. Invading [i]my[/i] place of education. I will have someone's head for this!"[/color] She shouted as her driver opened her door. The lights flashed as she stepped out. One reporter had the nerve to run up and shove a microphone in her face. That set her off. She snatched the stupid little thing out of his hands and chucked it into the crowd.

The reporters began to back off after that, fearing for the safety of their own equipment if they tried to bombard the tech heiress. A security guard wasn't even necessary, and so she strolled down the path, handbag swinging, and a smirk on her face. While most of the questions were lost in the air, she heard a few that those piranhas masquerading as humans shouted.

"Ms. Fenswait, how did you react to the allegations of cheating?"

"Ms. Fenswait, are you aware of Caelbury's corruption?"

"Ms. Fenswait, did your daddy buy your way in?"

Julia turned to look at the reporters that were following her before letting out a high pitched wail, one that sent them reeling, and then returning to strutting down the path towards the auditorium. Why the hell were these people here? Caelbury corrupt? If it was corrupt then it was obviously on the wrong side of the corruption spectrum because in her opinion, there were way too many nobodies here.

The heiress strolled into the auditorium, a steely look on her face. She took a seat near the front and whipped out her phone. She figured she must have missed something about this but it turns out that she hadn't. News of Caelbury hadn't gotten out to anyone yet. [i][color=pink]The dean better hurry his ass up and tell us what is going on or I'm going to have a fit.[/color][/i]