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'I can't believe I let you talk me into this.'
Romana's roommate looked at her with a grin' Come on, you need to learn to have a little fun.' It was one of those rare days when they didn't have any classes. The tutors were occupied with something so the students had been told to stay in their rooms and behave. Saffron , never one to sit still, had quickly invented a new game.
' This is still a terrible risk, what if one of the tutors comes?'
'Relax, nobody is going to find out. They're all so busy with that 'emergency' in the biology lab.'
From the other end of the hallway, the other team signaled that they were ready.
'All right, here we go.' Saffron pulled on her googles and jumped into the hover chair. She grabbed her stick and indicated that they were ready.
'We're going to be in so much trouble.' Romana muttered half-heartedly as she started pushing the chair, feeling it accelerate. She gave the chair a final shove and watched as the two chairs rushed towards each other. Suddenly they juddered to a stop, sending the two young Time Lords flying into each other.
Howls of laughter echoed around the empty corridor, punctuated by the groans of the bedraggled youths sprawled on the floor.
Suddenly a voice cuts through the laughter, leaving a silence so complete that you could hear the rapid beating of 8 hearts.' What are you doing?'
'Detention for a week.' Romana groaned as they lie in bed that night.Tutor Braxiatel had marched them to his office and given them a lecture on the importance of responsibility, how future Time Lords were not supposed to have make-shift jousting matches with 'chariots' that didn't even work properly. Saffron had giggled a bit during that bit, but their tutor's look had shut her up. 'Saffron, are you awake?' Romana whispered. 'I told you this would happen. I told you ...' But her friend had already fallen asleep, worn out by the day's excitement.