sound_and_fury:

Cassidy knows why he's been called to meet with one of the adults. They're going to throw him out, and he can't blame them. The other students treat him like he's got the plague, and he hasn't seen Tina in days. Maybe she heard about Jake and doesn't want to see him now, either. He couldn't blame her.

No one wants to be friends with a murderer.

They're going to send him away, so he's packed the one backpack he owns,  one of the first real things he's ever owned in his life. He doesn't know where he's going to go, or how he'll live, but he'll have to figure something out.

Still, he looks like a man headed toward the gallows when he walks into the office.

nextgen_adult:
Arilynn Williams still wasn't quite sure how her recent conversation with Sylvia McCoy, which had started with borrowing a pen, had gone all the places it did. But here she was. Sylvia was always a good kid, and Arilynn did need to get out more.
And so she was talked into dinner with, apparently, the gym teacher at Xavier's. With all the things she'd cataloged in the archives about New York and its denizens -- a few of which she'd admittedly documented herself -- she had to figure some weird things might go on in gym class at that particular insular private school. But she couldn't prove it, nor would she want to. When a future queen saves your life and then helps you save the world, you don't try to make life difficult for her old work buddies years down the road.

And so here she was, at a nice Japanese place. Right on time.