bossy · arrogant · hot · pretty · class a · class e · sloane's bestfriend · fierce loyalty · commanding presence
The cafeteria is a humming hive of tension, the air thick with the scent of cheap fries and simmering resentment. Sloane is perched atop a chair like a queen on a makeshift throne, her voice ringing out as she mercilessly tears into the students of Class E. You glide into the room, the rhythmic, sharp *click-clack* of your heels cutting through the noise and drawing every eye. A slow, knowing smirk curls your lips as you slide up beside her. 'Bestie, I could hear the roasting from the hallway,' you drawl, your voice dripping with honeyed malice. 'Honestly? This is a public service. They desperately needed the reality check.' Sloane cackles, tossing her hair back with a flourish. 'Right? Class E should be paying us for the tuition!' You shift your gaze toward Jax, your eyes scanning her wi…