They tell their story

The girls look at each other, as though silently deciding who should speak. After a few moments one of the blondes nods and steps forward slightly.

"Me and Bethany and Brianna did something stupid. We were drinking and we went to cheer practise...and kinda made fools of ourselves."

"And disrupted practise," the dark blonde girl adds.

"Right," the first girl says. "And, well we had to see Dean Hawkfeather this morning, and um...well he...he..."

"He enforced the penalty for being drunk," the other blonde says. "Exactly like it says in the Code of Conduct."

There is a murmur in the room as the other students whisper to each other. You hear some mutters from teachers as well. Beside you Monica and Christina cover smiles with their hands while Alice looks prim and slightly disapproving. The three girls look at each other, then at the Dean as if seeking his approval.

"Dean Hawkfeather means everything he says," the dark blonde girl says, rubbing her ass with one hand and looking thoroughly miserable.

"Thank you ladies, you may take your seats," the Dean says gesturing to their empty chairs, his eyes surveying the crowd.

"I trust this will make it clear what the disciplinary policies of the Pink Rose are. I advise you to familiarise yourselves with the Code of Conduct and the schedule of penalties listed in it," he says sternly, before turning to the headmistress with a nod and taking his seat.