Dear Cookie,I heard that were new students, so apparently Rebecca has to sort every time a new student comes.
"I hate sorting people! I have to visit with sooo many outcasts!!" -Rebecca

Luna: -purposely bumps into Rebecca and snacks gum-
Rebecca: Ugh! Youuu again!!!!!!!!
Luna: ...
Rebecca: UH HELLO?! Don't ignore meh!
Luna: *cough* diva *cough* *cough*
Rebecca: How dare you?! Tell 'em girls!
Me: -glares at Luna-
Charlotte: OMGGGGGG. LIKE HOW DARE YA?! YOU DO KNOW UR TALKING TO DA QUEEN BEE.. RIGHT?!
Addison: MHM. YOU KNOW U WERE AN OUTCAST FOR A REASON!!
Rebecca: Uh, Tori? Say something.
Tori: -avoids eye contact with Grace-
Rebecca: Whatever. You know that my daddy could suspend you.
Luna: Aww.. Your daddy gonna take care of you? Your nothing without your daddy, hun.
Omg. She used the Hun trick!! SHOTS FIRED!
Why am I even writing in this in the middle of a fight?
Rebecca: Hmmph! Let's leave. -dramatically flips hair-
Me: Uh-
Luna: -grabs Grace- Cmon dude. Let's go.
Me: ._. <---- (My signature look.)

Rebecca: You know what I'm bout to say.
???: Actually.. I don't..
Rebecca: Gurl, haven't you been sorted?
???: Sorted? No.. I went to a school where everyone was equal...
Rebecca: What kinda school is THAT?! Whatever. Name?
???: Caroline.
Rebecca: Interests.
Caroline: Well I like
friendly people.Rebecca: Oh thanks! -fluffs hair-
Caroline: Are you for real..
Rebecca: What was that?!
Caroline: Nothing.
Rebecca: Ick! Outcasts!

Rebecca: At least this girl looks like a popular... Name?
???: It's Paris. -takes off sunglasses dramatically-
Rebecca: Oooh Paris! I've been there with my daddy before.
Paris: Ikr! They have like the best clothing. It's where I get all my clothes, darling.
Rebecca: Sooo.. Interests?
Paris: I love money, and my daddy is the 3rd most richest person in the world. I also love cute boys, and clothes! Duh!
Rebecca: Double Duh! Like who wouldn't?!
Paris: Probably the outcasts!
Rebecca: True dat, sista. You're going in populars.

Paris: -elbows her- Outcast alert.. -leaves-
Rebecca: Name.
???: B-Brooke..
Rebecca: Ok, B-Brooke. Interests?
Brooke: Well, I like books, like the Hunger Games, and Varjak Paw. I also like Doctor Who, the Internet, and music.
Rebecca: Hmm.. You're quite the Nerd material. Though you're kinda of an outcast. Hm. Well, I'm going the be nice and say Nerds.
Brooke: Um, thanks?
WOAH. REBECCA BEING SLIGHTLY NICE! *claps* (of course not in real life). It also seems like we're gonna be late for class..

Me: Cmon Luna! We're gonna be late!!
Luna: Ughhh already?
And I had to drag her the whole way, which made us even later.

Mr. Jones: Hello Luna and Grace. You're quite late.
Grace: Sorry, Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones: Have a seat.
And then I saw Rebecca and Paris giving me the little 'Loser Sign,' 'L'. As if dogs can do that… If only I didn't need to drag Luna here, She would've been late.…

Mr Jones: So, we're going to learn about the Indians. -turns to write in chalkboard.-
Paris: -throws paper ball at Wind-
Wind: Ow!
Mr Jones: -turns back- Do you have something to say, Mrs. Whisper?
Wind: N-no sir…
Mr. Jones: Then please stay quiet.
1 hour later…

Mr Jones: And that was how the Indians got French Toast.
Huh… that was interesting. One hour of blabbing and Rebecca and Paris answering all the questions.