Kristey looked at the guy who walked in.
She looked at Tiffany and asked, "Who's THIS nutjob?"
To which all the students were in awe that Kristey, the resident evil, would manage to call someone a basket case.

Kristey smiled as she slowly put the knife towards the girls throat... but then stopped. "No, I think next time we have this conversation, the virgin should get first crack." She threw the scissors onto her desk. "I like you. You're a lot stronger than most of the people here... we ma...

"oh, dear, how high and mighty you seem. Pain let's you know you're alive... didn't you know that? And despite the arcane laws on it, I have no qualms with going about it, my mother's lawyers can get me out of anything. Care to see how alive you can feel, Princess?"

"Really now?"
Kristey wasn't smiling this time, as she made her way towards the girl, pushing everyone out of her way, going back towards the scissors, picking them up, and go up to the girl.
"You pathetic wretch... you're no better than him."

Kristey eyeballed Marvin, who just got done facedunking Damien. She walked up to him rather fast. Not paying attention to the girl who just called her a bitch, and totally disregarding that bitch of a teacher. "Back away from him... now." Turning around and looking at the girl who just mad...

Kristey gave Garrik the most sarcastic look. "I have no time to waste with an inept teacher such as yourself, nor do I wish to waste my life being in the same room as a poor excuse for a headmaster." She went to her seat and sat for a little bit. "The boy GOT what he deserved..."...

Kristey looked over at Damien. He's the only one who I doesn't seem afraid of me... The teacher was demanding to know what happened. "He stole my pencil, so I pushed him down, ended up scratching his face. He then stole my water bottle and I went at him with scissors... would you like me to go ...

Kristey had the biggest smile on her face, and she pulled the boy closer and whispered in his ear. "As if." She pushed him to the side, and looked at his cliquemates, each with a darker shade of black in her eyes. "I managed to put one in his place, what makes you think I won't do the...

Kristey didn't look at the idiot speaking to her, instead she seemed to direct her attention toward the boy named Damien, who is the only student who didn't really seem to make a big deal of what just happened. Is he any different she asked herself. She finally looked up at the person in front of he...

"Huh, like I care what Garrik is going to do. I've got no time to waste on that pathetic excuse for a teacher."

She flipped another page in her book, and still didn't seem to care about the other students, or the unconscious Francis.

"Now, what is it that you want?"

(OOC: for the sake of more character interaction, we'll say it's in Garrik's class) Kristey went back to reading her book, but then noticed that she has a lot of people looking at her, one guy commenting on her... display. "I did nothing more than put that pathetic peon in his place," she ...

"And with that, I guess class is dismissed."

Kristey thought he had enough and turned around.

But then she stopped, and looked at him.

"Two out of three?"

She threw the scissors right at him, very fast, and the sharpest edges of it landed right next to his head, just barely missing. It was wobbling.

She kicked him while he down.
"wrong answer. repeat after me, EVERYONE! Everyone is my superior. I am scum. REPEAT!"

Kristey didn't realize that she had a smile on her face as he screamed in pain.

She then grabbed him by the shirt, and threw him down, in front of the other students.

"Tell everyone here, WHO is your superior in this world?"