"I'm not as big on the hi온라인카지노게임 of the school like Enid is, but I do know some stuff. It was built for people like us.  Y'know,  outcasts, freaks, monsters. The unlucky pick of the litter."
Andy eyed all of the framed photos and trophy cases in the display case. "Weems said something about there being a lot of famous alumni?"
Kennedy nodded. "Oh yeah. There's some kids that go here who's great, great,  great, great, great grandparents went to school here. Those are usually the rich, stuck up kids. I don't really associate myself with them. But my grandmother and parents went to school here. They're just not famous."
As she talked, Andy started to feel eyes on her. The uniform, pale skin, and dark hair was a slap in the face indicator that she was indeed an Addams.
And this is the quadddd," Kennedy sings once they reach outside. "This is where I am basically 24/7. That and the coffee shop in Jericho. Do you like coffee?"
She shakes her head. "No, not really."
"I don't really either. But I love hot chocolate. I've had the same order forever now — hey, I see your sister!"  
Andy can feel herself relax seeing her sister across the courtyard with Enid. The blonde's eyes it up at the sight of them. "Hey, guys! Kenny, can you believe we got the new girls?" Enid squeals.
"Exciting, right?" Kennedy looked down at Wednesday. "You must be Wednesday?"
"What gave it away?" She replied bluntly, having to look up because she was so tall.
She smiles at her. "I'm Kennedy. Nice to meet you."
"Nevermore's resident telekinetic and my best friend," Enid added in with a cute smile. "KK, I was just telling Wednesday about the four main cliques we have here."
The four of them start walking together. "Oh yeah. We call them fangs, furs, scales, and stoners. I'm sure some of them are self explanatory." Kennedy took over.
Enid pointed to a table of vampires. "Over there are the fangs. AKA, vampires. Some of them have literally been here for decades. That bunch of knuckleheads are furs. AKA,  werewolves. Like me!" The group of werewolves howled. "Full moons are usually pretty loud here. I suggest picking up noise cancellation headphones. Right, KK?"
Kennedy hummed. "Yep. Lots of Metallica and Nirvana at nights."
"I'm assuming scales are sirens?" Wednesday guessed, though her tone indicated that she didn't care. 
"You catch on quick," answered Enid. She pointed to a group of sirens that were gathered around the water fountain. "And that girl, Bianca Barclay, this the closest thing Nevermore had to royalty." 
"Totally gorgeous, but also a total bitch," Kennedy described, her arms crossed over her chest. "Stole my boyfriend."
Andy and Wednesday both turned to her.
"She and Kenny used to date our resident tortured artist, Xavier Thorpe," Enid began explaining and pointed across the yard to a boy painting a mural on the wall. "He and Bianca broke up at the beginning of the semester. Reason unknown."
"Fascinating," uttered Wednesday. She peered upward again. "Where do you fit into all of this?"
Kennedy grindd. "Us telekinetics don't really have a clique. There's not many of us. But that's okay because nobody can see me do this." She started smirking and with a short head jerk, Bianca fell backwards into the fountain.
Andy gasped while Wednesday appeared amused. "Impressive."
Kennedy smirked again. "Comes in handy." She laughed watching Bianca stomp away in anger, now dripping wet.