Пароль: plan

Enid:  Nevermore was founded in 1791 to educate people like us. 

Outcasts, freaks, monsters, fill in your favorite marginalized group here. 

Wednesday:  You can save the sanitized sales pitch.  I don't plan on staying here for long. 

Enid:  Why not? 

Wednesday:  This was my parents' idea.  Oh look, there's my mother smirking at me. They've been looking for any excuse to send me here. It's all a part of their nefarious, yet completely obvious plan. 

Enid: What plan? 

Wednesday:  To turn me into a version of themselves. 

Enid:  In that case, perhaps you can clear something up. Rumor's been swirling around that you killed a kid at your old school, and your parents pulled strings to get you off.

Wednesday:  Actually, it was two kids, but who's counting? 

Enid:  Welcome to the quad. 

Wednesday:  It's a pentagon. 

Enid:  The whole snarky Goth girl thing might have worked at normie school, but here things are different. Let me give you a wiki on Nevermore's social scene.

Wednesday:  I'm not interested in participating in tribal adolescent clichés. 

Enid:  Well, then use it to fill your obviously bottomless pit of disdain. There are many flavors of outcasts here, but the four main cliques are Fangs, Furs, Stoners and Scales.  Those are the Fangs, AKA vampires.  Some of them have literally been here for decades.  That bunch of knuckleheads are Furs, AKA werewolves. 

Like me! Full moons get pretty loud around here. That's when Furs wolf out. I suggest you pick up noise-cancelling headphones. 

Wednesday:  I'm assuming Scales are sirens?

Enid: You catch on quick. And that girl, Bianca Barclay, is the closest thing Nevermore has to royalty. Although her crown's been slipping lately. She used to date our resident tortured artist, Xavier Thorpe. But they broke up at the beginning of the semester. Reason unknown. 

Wednesday:  Fascinating. 

Enid:  I know, right? My vlog is, like, the number one source for Nevermore gossip. 

Ajax:  Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate. She eats human flesh. Chowed down on that kid she murdered. 

You better watch your back. 

Wednesday:  Quite the contrary. I actually fillet the bodies of my victims, then feed them to my menagerie of pets. 

Enid:  Ajax, this is my new roommate, Wednesday. 

Ajax:  You’re in black and white. Like a living Instagram filter.

Enid: Ignore him. Gorgons spend way too much time getting stoned. He's cute, but clueless. It's a small school. There wasn't much online about you. You should really get on Insta, Snapchat and TikTok. 

Wednesday: I find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation.