The Children of the Red King all sat, dutifully doing their homework. All except, Tancred Torrson. He was the kind of boy, who didn't like to lay down and play dead when something bothered him. Today something was bothering him. The two twins (recent editions to the balance of the red king children) would glance up at him, and cause his pens to zoom towards him on the table. He sent a blast of air to counter them but each time they effortlessly sent it back. Emma Tolly sat beside him, and was distracted by the pens rolling noise. She felt the blast of air, and gave a sigh of exasperation. Lightly touching Tancred's arm, she signaled for him to stop.
"Stop flirting you two!" barked Manfred Bloor, who sat, glowering at them on the other end of the table, completely ignoring the twins as they caused the pens and all of Tancred's papers to come crashing onto Tancred's lap. Tancred glared at the twins as he picked up his various dropped items, and placed them on the table; he hazarded a glance at Emma, and saw that she had blushed scarlet.
"We weren't, Manfred." He suddenly had to defend her.
"Sir!" Manfred half rose, a snarl etched on his face.
"...sir." Tancred practically spat. A breeze rustled the papers along the table. No one was doing their homework anymore. The five children who sat on Tancred's side of the table, looked uneasily at him, as his spiky blonde hair craqckled with electricity. Manfred opened his mouth to retort, but then the signal for the end of the homework session sounded and Tancred was the first one out. Halfway down the corridor he heard someone calling him.
"Tancred! Tanc!" Tancred's friend Lysander jogged up beside him. "What happened? I know Manfred likes to taunt a lot, but you almost lost your cool, man."
"No, it would have gotten very cold in there. But anything I did, might have gotten Emma in trouble too."
They reached their dormitories. "Oh," Lysander said with a knowing grin. "Now I get it." Tancred shrugged him off. "Yeah, I saw the little touch she gave you. But I wouldn't take it personal Tanc." Tancred's vanity got the better of him.
"Why should I? What do I care?" Without another word Tancred went into the room and slammed the door behind him.