Amuckgirl1:Do we own anything
Amuckgirl2: No we're poor
Amuckgirl1: Property of Marvel, but if you want to sue you can have my '91 Pontiac
Amuckgirl2: I have some college loans that I would happily give them
Amuck girl1: we also know that Jono is really psi talking, but we are too lazy to do anything special, we're college students.
Amuckgirl 2: We have papers to write and boyfriends to ignore
Trust No Glass
Chapter 2 Walls Do Not A Prison Make, Nor Iron Bars A Cage
Micah stared out the window of the spacious office, thankful for that double espresso she had had before they had left Boston. Her fingers gently played with the old silver cross that hung around her neck. She knew without looking that her friend Mika, who was sitting on the opposite side of the room, was playing nervously with her tongue ring. Emma Frost sat behind the large desk, while her co-head master Sean Cassidy leaned against the wall. The two had spent the last forty minutes discussing with their parents the rules and requirements of the academy. As expected it was Mika's mother doing all the talking, while the fathers quietly nodded along. Micah was not the only one jet lagged.
"Now, let us discuss foreign languages. Which language has the girls been studying in their previous school, it was not in their files." Frost asked.
"English is Mika's foreign languages. We speak in Italian and Egyptian at home. What she knows she learned at her previous school and a little more from Micah in the last six months are so." Mrs. Horus commented. "I do not see the need of a language class."
"Well, Seeing as that will be the case I understand that a exemption can be made." Cassidy added. "Mr. Brennain, would you like Micah to also be exempt from her foreign language. Considering
her proficiency she exhibited early." Frost said, glancing over at Micah.
"General Brennain" he corrected, "And no, Micah is perfectly capable of talking another language. I believe your Latin only extends to religion, you will take that," Father and daughter still made no eye contact, but Micah nodded and then glanced over to Mika.
"Girls, there is only some small business that we have to discuss with your parents. While we were on the tour, I showed you where you rooms were. Your things have been sent up, why don't you get settled then. Your room is the one on the end." Frost said, the only response was a glance from Mika. Then the pair sat up and walked out of the room.
"Abbiamo orinato qualcuno fuori, su là" (1) Mika stated as they left the room and walked down the hall.
"Quel o dio ha molto difettoso un senso di umore" (2) Micah replied in turn
'Maledire questo paese, esso è troppo freddo" (3) Mika said rubbing her hands together.
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"Penso che la temperatura abbia caduto il senso di alcuni degress abbiamo raduno lei " (6) The girls laughed as the finnaly reached their dorm room. It was at the end of a long corridor, and from the positioning, was slightly larger than the other rooms.
Mika opened the door and stepped inside. The room was much larger than their previous dorm room, but their old school had been built before the American Revolution. There were two double beds on the far wall, bordering a large window. Two desks and dressers were also situated against the wall, and there was a large closet next to the doorway. The walls were white and boring, but that was something easily fixed. The floors were hardwood, but there was a purple and blue rug under the beds. There were several suitcases piled on each of the beds, while several more boxes were on the floor next to them. Probably our computers and stereo, she thought to herself. She then turned to her friend, Micah already had that spaced out looked to her. She never could handle jet lag very well; I give her an hour before she crashes. She lay down on the bed, and stared up at the ceiling Well, it needed work, but it wasn't bad, for a prison cell.
Meanwhile, in Ms. Frost's office, the parents were still discussing the details of their children's enrollment.
"We need to clear up the matter of their financial accounts." Ambassador Horus said. "I believe that sufficient funds will be transferred from our account at the World Bank to your local branch. The girls will each have their own checking accounts and credit cards. Please send all of the bills to our accountant, he will take care of any bills and expenses the girls may occur."
"Well that takes care of that. Now, I've been going on over Mika's records. She seems to excel at her literature studies, but she seems to have some trouble with her math classes." Cassidy said.
"Yes, Between Mika and Micah they have been able to do well in most of their subjects, because they are able to tutor each other." Mrs. Horus replied. "But, now there is a more important matter. There is a boy, Arderth Fher. Under no circumstances may he be allowed anywhere near here. If he should arrive, can I be certain that he will be kept out?"
"We pride ourselves on having an excellent security system. It will not be a problem. I assure you." Frost said confidently.
"I would hope so, Ms. Frost, Mr. Cassidy. My daughter's safety is not something that I gamble on. He is a dangerous man. I don't want him near her." The Ambassador said gravely. Ms. Frost nodded.
"Now, there is a serious matter. There is a letter in here, General, regarding your daughter's behavior at her previous school. Is this true, did she assault her professor as violently as this says." Ms. Frost asked.
"Yes, I'm afraid it is true." The General said with a sigh. "AT the London academy there was an incident involving another student. Apparently, this teacher was acting in an inappropriate fashion. Unfortunately, the accusation was not believed because of a lack of proof and the teacher's reputation in the school. One night apparently, the situation intensified. Micah took matters into her own hands. It was not until after this that the proof came out. Mr. Cassidy, Ms. Frost. I know this does not sound well for my child. She has a high respect for life, especially after her mother's death. I know our relationship may seem distant, but she does not let down her friends. Unfortunately, she does not always take the correct way of handling things."
"Well" Ms. Frost said after an awkward moment of silence. "Both those incidents will have to be taken into account. But do not worry, we have several students here who have …. Interesting problems."
"I'm sure they will adjust after awhile." Cassidy added.
- We pissed someone off, up there (Italian)
- That or God has a very strange sense of humor (Italian)
- Damn this country, its too cold (Italian)
- This place does not have the hot sands of Egypt or the warm breeze of Rome. We are no longer home. (Italian, I think you get the picture)
- Though the weather does reflect the our new headmistress, Frost seams to be an appropriate name
- I think the temperature dropped a few degrees since we met her
The title comes from the poem To Althea from Prison by Richard Loveless
