Chapter Three: This is more than hot water!

Leah and company stood in front of the desk, wearing innocent little angel faces. All their male guests stood with them, looking completely clueless.

The training master looked them over. "You are despicable, the whole lot of you."

Leah bowed with an insane grin. "Gee, that's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me! Thank you!"

Becky kneed Leah in the back. "Shut up, you idiot! Aren't we in enough trouble?"

"Weelll…" Leah said, with much exaggeration, "Since we're already in so much, it doesn't seem like we can get in any more, does it?"

"Shut up, dumbass," Maren said with a glare.

"All of you will be silent NOW!" HaMinch yelled. Everyone obeyed, for once.

HaMinch stood up and began to pace. "As of now, there will be no visiting other's room within one hour of lights out. There is no leaving your rooms after lights out. You will all spend five bells on Saturday working in the palace laundry. There will be no trips out of the palace for three months. You may go."

Leah flipped her hair off her face. "Thank you, I will." She sauntered out.

Once they were out of the office, Hope regarded Leah. "Are you out of your mind?"

"Yes."

Hope rolled her eyes. "You are just being defiant for kicks! You're going to get us in more trouble!"

"So? Does it matter?" Leah said, annoyed. Cat came over to watch. "I bet Cat doesn't mind. She can spend more time with Emmit."

"True," Cat said with a shrug.

"Well, we SHOULD be at breakfast now," Rose interjected.

"Good point," Maren put in, and they headed off towards the mess hall.

Leah plopped down on a bench. She turned her attention to Andrew. "Andrew, my dear little friend, I'd like a blueberry muffin, and some orange juice. Go get them, please."

Andrew pouted. "Why should I?"

Leah pulled a silver noble out of her pocket. "'Cause I'll tip ya." She slipped the coin into Andrew's palm, and pushed him towards the servers. Thirty seconds later, he returned with a tray, and went back to his own breakfast.

Rose drew Leah aside. "Where'd ya get the money?"

Leah shrugged. "I swiped some coins off Padraig's desk, big deal."

A voice a couple seats down muttered, "Briar would do it better."

Leah turned with a smile. "How did you get here, Gretchen?"

Gretchen rolled her eyes. "I'm in your third period class, remember?"

Breakfast was over. Dragging alone their modern notebooks and gel pens, the girls head to their first class. "Reading and writing is first, right?" Rose asked, "Goddess, this is going to be boring."

"Tell me about it," Leah said with a groan. "I've been able to read since I was four, and write since I was five."

"Holy CENSORED! Where did you come from, anyway?" Mark said, shocked.

"You wouldn't get it," Becky, always sensible, sensibly pointed out in a sensible manner. She was looking very pink that day, with pink sweatpants, a pink hair bow, and a pink monkey shirt. Others (namely Leah and Rose) looked upon this style with great distaste.

Entering the classroom, Hope, Becky, and Maren chose seats in the back. Cat went to the front so she could sit with Emmit. Leah, Rose, and Gretchen clumped in the middle.

The teacher walked in, a boring looking priest. Leah giggled spontaneously, seeing his bald (and rather fat) head. The priest glanced around; looking for the source of the noise, but Leah's face was completely blank.

"Nice Yamani face, Leah," Gretchen whispered, "You could almost pass for a Kel!"

"Why would I want to look like Blandina the Bland?" Leah replied in the same tone.

Gretchen scowled, offended. "You've no right to say that! Kel is my role model!"

"And I, for one, am very glad you didn't turn out like her."

"Oh, shut up."

The priest was on them like an orange cat bearing down on two red-and-gold clad mice. "Perhaps you'd like to share your conversation with the whole class."

Leah grinned, and pulled out the wand she had swiped when she and Rose had a destruction tour at Hogwarts. "Imperio!" she said with a giggle. The teacher stood on his desk, and began to do a very familiar dance.

Not only was he dancing, but he was singing, too! "I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck, so kiss my butt!" he yelled as he waved his rear end around in the air.

Cat grimaced. "Really, I don't think I want to, thanks all the same."

Leah broke the spell, and stuffed the wand back into her bag. Rose gave her a high five under the table.

"Now, what were we working on?" the teacher said, rather confused.

"Oh," Leah said sweetly, "You were going to let us leave early."

"I was?" he said, "Oh, okay. You can all go."

The all walked towards the door. "Smooth!" Gretchen said with a grin.

"Have you ever seen a more gullible teacher?" Leah snickered.

"I don't think so," Rose said, laughing. Squeezing into the hallway, they headed towards the next class.

Math class was generally boring. Leah, being good at math, did all the work in thirty seconds and began to draw on her hands. Rose did all the work, and then began contemplating ways to get back at Cat for making her kiss Mark. Gretchen was drawing X tattoos and scars on her hands, being the obsessed Briar fan she is. Cat was completely absorbed in her conversation with Emmit. Maren was sipping contentedly from a carton of orange juice. Becky was twirling her hair ribbon while trying to figure out how the heck to do the work – she wasn't exactly a math genius. Quite the opposite, really. Hope was staring into space; no one had any idea what she was thinking about.

Her arm now completely covered in blue and silver gel pen, Leah looked up. There was no way to tell if the class was almost over, considering she didn't know the exact schedule and there was no clock. She sighed with boredom. To her great relief, the bell rang about a minute later. She lugged her bag onto a shoulder, and got up. Gretchen and Rose followed suit. "Let's get out of here," Leah said, and did just that.

Out in the hall, Leah sagged against the wall. "These are the most boring classes I have ever been to!"

"You can say that again," Rose muttered.

"These are the most boring classes I have ever been to!"

"Oh, shut up."

A/n – As much as I love the community, I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE TO UPDATE UNTIL I HAVE AT LEAST 8 REVIEWS! I have most of chapter 4 written, but if you want if, REVIEW!