Fleet Steps And Full Of Pep! ...Okay, Not really. [ OPEN ]

The clip of her book closing could be heard from several feet in front of him. Seated on the bench was a dark haired female, quite short in stature and small of frame. She stood and tucked the book away into the satchel that was slung across her shoulder. She would walk in the opposite direction of him at a measured pace, as though this were just any other time for her. The male might not care to notice her, though he would hear two boys standing outside the art room talking to each other under their breath.

"Isn't that the First Pillar?"

"Yep. The Untoucheable Queen. I heard she stomped Leon Sudeki without him even planting a finger on her..."

"Damn...Think she's heading to the fight?"

"Probably....lets go check it out."

And they would head off after her, not hurrying or wanting to get too close, but still following the small female as she reached the crowd in short order. They parted for her quickly as she stepped in, reaching out and grabbing the collar of the male that was on top of the fat boy. She'd pull, hurling him off the child and sending him flying backward. She would turn to the male that had attacked to see if he intended to continue attacking, or if he would wise up. In which case, he would know- she expected him in the next detention for beating up the thicker youth.

If he decided to back down, wisely, she would bend and help the other student up if he was awake, so he could get to the infirmary.

The big man returned to his feet, baring his teeth. Saya had a nonplussed expression on her face, as though the entirety of the situation bored her. The boy on the ground, not having that hand up, would slowly return to his feet and limp off quickly, crying. She would have to see to him later. This man in front of her apparently intended to try and attack her. He would aim to tackle her- a stupid move for someone of her calibur. 

She twisted her torso and swung a haymaker for his skull, busting it open with an earsplitting crack. The man fell limp as she stepped to the side, his body sliding along the ground without much ado. She would turn to look at the crowd as though to ask if anyone else had something to say. Her eyes would land on Juelz. She had passed him a few moments ago- yes, she was very aware of her surroundings. She would stare and wait, as though expecting him to do something.

If he did nothing at all, she would bend and grab the bullies ankle, and drag his ass both casually and easily to the infirmary.

Saya stood and listened to the man talk. His words were quite unsurprising. She had noticed since the start of the year that people like this were common. Leon Sudeki. Alvin. Mac O'donnell. People that thought they were really hot shit. Not only was it the biggest turn-off in the world, it bored the hell out of her. But, she wasn't the type to cut into someones air time, instead letting him run his mouth.

There were a few grumbles in the crowd at his insults, but Saya just waited for him to finish. When he finally put his glasses on and stated that he thought she was cute, she responded with a single, simple line.

"You talk too much."

There were a few chuckles at the guys expense. She would bend at the knees, grabbing the unconcious males ankle and standing, clasping it tightly as she would start waking into the crowd, dragging the big guys sleepy ass with her toward the infirmary. Still, she kept her wits about her. Egotistical individuals like him probably had a big problem with people laughing at them.