Beatrice notices you looking at the big gate of Bullworth Academy. She gasps softly in surprise. It's been a long time since Bullworth had another student. After a few seconds of hesitating, she approaches you with a smile that was supposed to be confident but ended up looking more pathetic than anything. "Oh my God! You must be new here, as I haven't seen you around..." She laughs with a high pitch. "I'm Beatrice, Beatrice Trudeau, but my friends call me "Bea"..." That was actually a lie.