Ten-year-old Dash looked down at his desk bored. Teasing his teacher hadn't appealed to him today. As he runs his hand through his hair, he looks up at the clock. Three minutes until school's out. 'Hmm,' he thought. 'Maybe I'll doodle.'
He quickly drew a picture of Violet falling off a cliff. Pleased with this he smiled. But there was something wrong with this. It hit him hard. 'What if she uses a force field?' Now that his sister had mastered her force fields, he found it a little harder to torture her, in and out of his drawings.
'Oh well,' he thought as he scribbled it out. 'At least it's more fun to hang around her.'
The bell rang, and he was up out of his seat. He slowly ran to out of the school to find his mom and Jack-Jack waiting outside for him. He raced on up to the car, and hopped in.
"Hey Dash," said Helen Parr, his mom, "How was school? No trouble?"
"School was boring, but no trouble."
"Really?"
"Yup, no trouble all day," he said as he slumped into his seat.
"Alright then," she replied as she started forward to Violet's school.
Violet walked out of school with Tony, her now official boyfriend. They are both shy, and is fine just walking with him, hand in hand. This might not seem much for anyone else, but for Violet, is a major step. Before she had to fight with her family, she was very insecure, and wasn't very good with her powers.
She heard beeping, and saw her mom, waiting in the car, and quickly said goodbye to Tony, and dashed off.
"Hi Vi," said her mom, "How's school?"
"Fine."
"Okay then."
The car was silent besides the jabber of Jack-Jack. The silence was broken by Violet's screech. "Ah! Mooooom!" She quickly put up a small force field. "Dash is throwing things at me!"
"Dash! Stop now!"
"But it wasn't me!" he whined as they pulled into their driveway.
Violet glared at him, he returned the action. Then they both broke into roar of laughter.
To bad it wouldn't be like this for long…