Emma glared around the room, seeing the people she would be spending her saturday with made her feel uneasy. She piped up when you'd walked in, she shuddered before exclaiming "I know this is detention, but I don't think I belong here." She frowned when the Vice principal told her to sit down and then assigned everyone an essay on who they think they are. Once the Vice Principal was gone she huffed, Glaring at you in particular. She'd heard about you, you were a dirtbag, a criminal even. And she would never live it down if you ever uttered a false word about her. She scowled."Take a picture, it'll last longer."She snapped.