Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Tuesday, First Period [11/03].

[died8yearsago]

Rosa sat behind the desk at the front of the classroom, feet up, leaning back, filing her nails, until the class had mostly gathered and settled in. She then dropped her feet, leaned forward, and passed a thoughtful glance over the lot of them.

"I'm assuming," she said, althought she totally already knew, "...I'm hoping...one of you actually did manage to secure the hatchet this weekend, even with not only the planned obstacle of the superheroing class," that glance skittered over those students who shared that particular class with this one, "interfering but also that whole 'let's turn everyone into their costumes at the zero hour' thing. So, if anyone that does have the proper hatchet would let herself be known, she can take a moment to gloat about it and be added to the likes of our previous Best Badass Bitches list.

"And then," she offered, lifting up a remote control and waving it a little in the air, "we're going to watch security footage of how you all did, because there was definitely cameras rigged up everywhere up there, and that's today's lesson, there is probably always someone watching. And, if you want, we can have a little chat, too, about strategies, mistakes, ideas, whatever, about the experience.

"So, without further ado, who managed to suck slightly less than the rest of you this year?"

Yes, she already knew. Yes, she was maybe gloating a little internally because the one she was kind of pulling for managed to get it. Not that she'd play favorites or anything...but it did seem to make up for all the obstacle courses...