<strong>Charlotte</strong><br/><br/>Charlie walked slowly into the room, her eyes wide, she had that look of a a frightened rabbit, caught in the headlights of a car.  She dreaded classes, she was terrified what would happen, after everything that had happened in the few days she had been here Charlotte was not going to be surprised.  She was quite looking forward to music, or maybe Art, if that was what was being taught.<br/><br/>Entering the room she saw one other student and the teacher, she didnt like teachers, they hurt her, they humiliated and took things from her she didnt want them too.  But she had no choice, she was here for a while.  She sat next to the other girl, giving her a shy smile.  "Hi" she said softly, not looking at the man who was obviously the teacher, she didnt like them at all.<br/><br/><strong>Evie</strong><br/><br/>"What a fucking joke" Evie said loudly as she walked towards the classroom in the poor excuse of a school uniform.    She hated this place and she would not do what they wanted without a fight.<br/><br/>She got to class and pushed the door open roughly, it swung in and banged against something behind it.  "Oh what a shame...not" she hissed, stalking in.  She ignored anyone in the room and moved to the other side of the room from the two there already.  And as for the teacher, fuck them.   She sat<em>ON</em>a desk, swinging her legs, glaring around the room,  she didnt care, what was he gonna do to her?  She didnt care that he could do almost anything, Evie was still not playing by the rules and she wanted to see how far she could go.<br/><br/>"Oh what fun, a fucking art class" she growled, glaring at the teacher.  "What art is it?  What pretty pictures you can make with a belt?  Or a hand?" she hissed, her tone sarcastic.<br/>