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    St. Charity Ladies Academy


    St. Charity's is your stereotypical all-girls Catholic school, complete with plaid skirts, religion class, and nuns watching your every move.


    Muse A is a typical Catholic girl who's gone to St. Charity's and other Catholic schools like it for her whole life. She prays every night, gets top marks, and always does as she's told.


    Muse B, on the other hand, has been known for her entire life as a troublemaker and a delinquent. When she gets kicked out of her third high school, her parents decide to send her to St. Charity's to try and get her into shape.


    When Muse A and Muse B are placed as roommates and given identical schedules, in hopes that Muse A will rub off on Muse B, both girls are horrified by the placement. As the polar opposites begin to get along, though, they begin to truly become friends. In fact, it seems like the two might turn into more than friends, something strongly looked down upon by the entire academy.


    //I'll be playing Muse A. Leave a short form for Muse B and we can get started :-)


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    Belle O'Sullivan


    Summers in the O'Sullivan household were always a hell that Belle was happy to break free of, so it wasn't much of a surprise that she was giddy with anticipation on the car ride to St. Charity's, a warm break from the chill of her family's household. The girl spent the whole trip folding, unfolding, refolding her uniform, letting her hands rest on the familiar fabric. She couldn't wait to wear it again; It was the closest thing to home she had.


    Belle practically leapt from the car when it stopped in the drive before the school; she knew better than to wait around for some kind of goodbye from her parents. She walked quickly toward the building, almost running. She was eager, certainly, to get back into familiarity.


    Of course, the girl remembered with an ache in her chest, this year wouldn't be as familiar as the last. Belle had been perfect enough in her last term to receive the perfect punishment: being roomed with a new girl, a so-called delinquent, instead of the roommate she'd had for the past two years. Only Belle was enough of a goody-too-shoes for the school to ask her to help reform someone. The thought filled her with a bit of pride and a lot of self-loathing.


    But perhaps the new girl wouldn't be so bad, Belle reminded herself as she grabbed her room key and scaled her way up to the third floor of the dormitory. Perhaps she would find a new friend. Perhaps the coming year wouldn't be so bad after all.


    So she stepped into her dorm room with a new confidence and pretending not to care that she would soon meet a stranger.