She Doesn't Need Hair Ties

Bianca picked up her electric trimmer, eyes shooting daggers at Hera. Hunter's eyes held a silent question to his best friend when he looked at the trimmer. 'What are you up to?' He looked cute with one eyebrow raised in curiosity. She just winked at him with a smile and walked out of the room. 

Hunter silently stood leaning against Hera's study table, crossing his foot over the other, hands buried deep into his trouser pockets. He watched while Celine grabbed her backpack and thrusting Clara's into her hand, she walked out, dragging her along and disappeared.

Adelaide adjusted her backpack on her shoulder, and Brittany came out of the bathroom just in time, dressed in her uniform, her hair tied into a messy ponytail.