Cooper gave her parents a hug and discreetly walked down a small side aisle and took a seat in the row behind her friends, so that she was just behind Marcella.

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Matt applauded musicians are powerful in their own way and he believed that it was a suitable job for Daniella. She practically screamed the image of a gifted artist of symphonies. He simply smiled as he stopped clapping and awaited for the next student's job to be revealed. The girl that took to the stage was given the job of a police officer. Something that would be really useful for him to dispose of his family's company. "Lorence..." He whispered to himself. Matt had to remember to speak with her after the graduation. Allies was the first and most important step in the massive plan to destroy his family.

Next up was Lorence. She walked to the side of the stage and and got up. She nervously walked to the machine and took a deep breath as she slipped on the helmet. The machine processed for a few seconds then on the screen it sed "police" in bold letters. Then she looked at her mom in the far back row With a smile and stepped off stage to go sit in her seat.

Cooper leaned forward so that she was in between Marcella and Lila. "Oh, hi everyone." she said, being silly and pretending that she didn't know they were there when she leaned in.

Marcella's hand lowered as Cooper poked her head inbetween her and Lila. Her eyes widened with surprise and joy, a grin spreading across her face. "Cooper!" The Italian threw her arms around the newly named Metalheart. "Congratulations!" Odd glances were thrown their way, onlookers baffled by the site of a noble hugging a Metalheart, but Marcella paid the rising whispers no heed.

Cooper hugged her back. "Congratulations to you too!" she said joyously. "I know you're going to be an amazing doctor!" She also ignored the comments and stares of those around them, but was a little concerned for Marcella's sake. Cooper would be looked down on almost no matter what she did, but she didn't want to sully her friend's name in the eyes of the public.

Matthew L. Siege IV... Matt smiled and stood to his feet making his way to the stage. He didn't expect to be next he just knew his turn was soon to come but not this soon. As he made his way to the stage their were a few brief applauses from the wealthy side. Matt knew they were clapping because of his family status and not for him. He didn't let that bother him though. Matt put on the helmet having a nonchalant attitude and awaited the machines choice for him. Politician appeared on the screen and a respectable applause uproared amongst the crowds of the wealthy. Those who knew of his family's actions towards the poor avoided clapping. Applaused or not Matt exited the stage with characteristics of triumph on his face. A politician is perfect just the job he needed.

"I promise to visit you whenever I can. After all, a doctor has to make sure her patients are alright." Marcella winked and giggled before finally pulling away from Cooper. The gazes from the crowd had strayed back to the stage, the people focused on the young man hooked to the machine.

Siege. Marcella knew that last name well. Her father often spoke highly of that family, being a man of power himself. Their attitude towards the lower class were less than amicable, causing Marcella to clap uneasily as the man onstage was declared a politician. An ambitious gleam glowed in his eyes. Whether or not that was a good thing, Marcella was cautious to find out.

Cooper nodded, then looked from Marcella to the stage. "Oh, it's the Siege kid." Cooper said, somewhat disquieted. She didn't know Matthew personally, she'd never met him, but she knew the name and it's legacy a little too well. She couldn't bring herself to clap, but she sincerely hoped that he would treat people better than his family did.

Indeed she was just as happy as Marcella for their Metalheart companion, yet as before, her congratulations were reserved, only a kindred smile and a nod of approval she could give Cooper without betraying too much. She knew well it was what the scraggly young girl desired all along, and who was she to intervene into someone's destiny, let alone mock them incessantly for it like the other bitter aristocrats casting their silent jeers and scoffs, and not just to Cooper, but Marcella. And of course, her parents joined in.

Honestly.... She muttered in her mind, her head shaking in such vehement disapproval. Thank the gods she did acquire the job of a singer, yet deep down, she was sort of hoping the machine would make the grievous error of labeling her as a metalheart, just to stick it to all those haughty rich bastards pompously swanning about their lavish balconies, as if they were the gods spitting down upon the lowly mortals. It riled her enough just to think of it, clenching tight her fists into little balls. So for the remainder of the ceremony, her eyes were away from the idiocies of the rich and upon the stage, just as the next name was called.

Lorence, she always seemed the type destined for a life of authority and justice. A policewoman was rather fitting for her. Next, Matthew. If anything, the Siege family's ever watchful eyes were upon him as he approached the stage, such a confident swagger to his step, as if he knew whatever career he was dealt, he would use it to change the world, possibly for the better. A Politician, not surprising. Daniella mused. He was groomed after all for a seat of power. She had just hoped whatever ill values were instilled, or rather beaten into his head, didn't follow him down the road to office.

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Max watched as the man called Mathew Siege walk up on stage. For someone who has a well known name, he doesn't have the best reputation according to his father. Max saw what he had been given the job Politician He smiled and said "now he can change his reputation"

Lila seemed to zone out, ignoring all of her surroundings. God knows what she was thinking. But she was suddenly jolted back into reality by the sound of her name being called. She hopped out of her seat and walked up to the stage and let the people up there strap the helmet onto her head. After a few seconds, the word "Driver" appeared on the screen. Her mother wasn't their, but Lila knew she'd be happy for her. She stepped off the stage with a grin on her face and plopped down back in her seat. "Told you." She said to the boy.

Max turned to Lila, smiled and said "yes you did tell me."
Max looked at Daniella and smiled and said "Alright wish me luck"
Max then walked up to the stage. Luke (Max's father) was excited and said to his two younger kids "watch your older brother get my job as a lawyer." His wife smiled at him as they saw Max walk up to the machine and put the helmet on. Max did his best to focus on Lawyer. Suddenly the machine began making weird noises and was taking longer than usual to work. The crowd got quiet as the machine suddenly stopped. The screen was black for a bit before it then showed the word Metalheart. Max took a step back from the machine he was shocked. The crowds gasped, the first metalheart born from the upper class in nearly a decade.

Cooper looked at Maxwell. She felt terribly for him; she knew his family would disown him over this. Her heart felt as though it was trying to crawl up her throat and choke her with tears as she thought about it. The silence of the crowd was deafening, it drove her mad how low these people thought of a fellow human being. She was exactly as proud of Max as she was of all her other friends. They had all worked hard, and no job was truly lesser or greater than any other.
Cooper couldn't bear it, and she stood up straight from her seat and started to clap for her friend. Slow and steady, but loud and proud. Tears streamed down her face, catching on the corners of her upturned lips as she smiled for Max.

Lila watched the machine choose this boy's job. She knew little about the boy, even though she had plenty of classes with him. She did know that he was a lawer's son, so when the machine showed his job, she raised an eyebrow. "Hmm...what an interesting twist of fate." She muttered, placing her hand on her chin. This was a rare and interesting phenomenon. This would no doubt make this boy an outcast. She liked outcasts. They made fun friends. Perhaps she could befriend this boy. She leaned back in her chair, and clapped along with another girl, a coy grin on her face.

Marcella stared up at Maxwell, barely hiding her shock. Maxwell? A Metalheart? Her eyes traveled around the stunned, silent crowd. Sadness welled within her. Not for Max's job--she had no care wether he was a Metalheart or lawyer. He was her friend no matter what--but for the consequences that would follow. The disdain of the upperclass, of Maxwell's family, was unavoidable.
Suddenly, a single applause broke the silence. Marcella turned to see Cooper clapping, her eyes moist as she stared pridefully at Max. Moments later, the newly named driver, Lila, joined in the clapping. Marcella slowly stood, casting a defiant glare over the crowd before joining the applause. Others may think lowly of Max, but not her. She was proud of him. Proud of being hardworking, and kind, and the first nobleborn Metalheart.

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No..... No...she couldn't believe it. She wouldn't believe it! The machine lied! It was just a mere glitch, a fault in the programming! It wasn't true...but...there it was in bold red, as if written in blood, Maxwell's fate....Metalheart.

Daniella, along with the audience she bolted from her seat in a sudden gasp of dismay, a sudden gust of air that robbed her lungs of oxygen, as if the fist of the gods pummeled her chest ever brutally. Her hand clasped over her heart, throbbing in absolute pain and melancholy as she looked towards the stage, her eyes glistening over with tears she tried to fight back...but to no avail...they streamed down her cheeks.

Metalheart...of all things to become, the embodiment of the very word, nay, the person the rich and the priveleged despised greatly, the very thing her parents hated.

~"Max....no!"~ It hit Daniella all at once, her tears never ceasing, her lamentful sobs racking her body and her mind with such pain...such torment of the likes she's never felt. She covered her face with her hands crying; she didn't want to be here. She felt regret for having to push through her friends, but she didn't want to stay any longer. To do so...would be a hell all on its own. So...she ran away from the auditorium and never looked back.

They would be separated, her and Maxwell...she would never be able to tell him...never at all...those three innocent words...

Max just took off the helmet and let it drop to the ground. He just turned and walked off stage and towards his house so he could just leave his home as soon as possible. His father had already left with his family.

Cooper ran out too, following Max but not quite catching up to him. She looked back to the rest of her friends and gesturing for them to follow her. The silence from the crowd was replaced with disapproving murmurs from those around them.