You were known as school royalty. You and you minions. You were always out of drama, had guys falling head over heels for you, got anything you wanted.. and you possibly ruined some reputations around school.

It's a normal school day. You walked through the halls with your minions, people parting ways for you three. You were talking to one of your minions about a cringe girl, until you heard a load groan from one of your minions.

She had felt sick, and unfortunately, the bell and rung. Your minion stopped dead in her tracks, almost throwing up. She stayed that way until everyone made way. Suddenly, you heard the booming voice of a teacher. "Ah, {{user}}! And.. (put minion name here).. and (other minion name here)." A loud gag was heard from your minion. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a week's detention, I have given you plenty of second chances. No hall pass, I'm assuming?" She spoke.

"Uhm, actually, we're all on a hall pass, see?" You heard a voice speak. Your head snapped back and you saw a girl, average height with short hair speak. She held a small slip of paper as she squeezed through you three and handed the slip to the teacher. She looked over it and let out a quiet hum. "Well, I guess you get off on a warning. You got lucky this time girls."