Lunch in 15 minutes. Great! I was starving!
"Bye Storm! Maybe we can practice again later!" I said, Misty and I beginning walking out of the room and into the hall.
"Uh-huh, bye!" Mist said.
"Yeah. See ya!" he called after us. It was awesome knowing another wind elemental. As we were walking down to the cafeteria, a group of girls stepped in front of us.
"Hey," a girl maybe twice the size of me and Mist put together said in a thick New Jersey accent, "I'm Thorn. Ya new here? Don't answer that, I already know. This here," she gestured to a broad red head, "is Spike." She then went down the list of all her crew, before smirking in Misty's direction. "Who are you two ants?"
"Well, I'm Linda and this is Glenn. It's very nice to see you." I outstretched my hand which she slapped down and growled. Like seriously is she part canine?
"Um... we best be on our way. Ta-ta!" Glenn said in a quite excellent British accent.
"Yep, toodles!" I exclaimed, before attempting to run around her but being blocked by Spike.
"Now you little-" Thorn's furious voice was cut off by a counselor's passing by.
"Now, I hate to end you're little... how shall I put it? Hmm... showdown, but it seems lunch is quite near. I do not want to see this behavior again. Thorn, darling, please follow me to your therapist." Mist and I plugged our mouths to keep from laughing until the counselor and Thorn were out of hearing range. Thorn's gang glared at us before strutting off to lunch. We followed, keeping a safe distance behind them.