I set my fork down, and stand up.
"Back off, jackass." I say.
"Make me, girly." He says.
I laugh. "Big mistake. Nobody calls me girly and gets away with it. Ecspecially when they're bugging the shit outta me!" I say.
I poke him, and right when I do, my finger blazes with fire. His shirt catches on fire, and I sit back down to finish my food. I take a bite of my salad and look up. He's already got some kid's thermos of water in his hand, and he's pouring it on himself, trying to get the flames to go away. I roll my eyes and sigh, and get up to throw away the rest of my salad. I lean against the wall, and laugh. It's fun to watch him burn his clothing even more with every ounce of water he pours on my flames. I nod, and the flames extingush themselves. He runs over to me.
"You bitch! This shirt was expensive!" He yells at me.
"You should've thought of that before you tried to make me move away from my table." I say calmly.
I smirk and walk out of the cafeteria, only to run smack into the principal.
"Uh oh." I say.
"Yes, uh oh. Detention." She says.
"Aw, come on! Self defense!" I say, trying to make her give up on sending me to detention.
"Self defense isn't burning a boy's shirt because he wants you to move Miss Peace." She says calmly.
"But he's the school bully! He would've beaten me up!" I protest.
"I don't care. You could've really burned him, and so, you get detention after school today." She says.
"But Principal Powers!" I whine. "My mother needs me to help her today! She needs me and Warren to burn the leaves in the backyard!"
"Miss Peace, I'm sure that Mr. Peace can handle the leaves on his own. You will take the four o'clock bus home after detention. Good day." She says, and leaves me there, all upset.
I huff, and walk out to my locker. The bell rings, signaling 5 minutes before the end of lunch. I frown, and slam my locker.
"Hey kiddo." A voice says.
I look up at my brother. "Hey Warren. Powers gave me detention for almost burning the stretchy guy again." I say.
He laughs. "Lash?" He asks.
"Yeah, him. I don't want to learn his name, so don't try to make me remember." I say, angrily.
Warren laughs. "I won't. Get to class, the bell's about to ring."
I smile. "Okay, okay, I'm going!"
He laughs again, and walks away. I head down to the evil science lab, and right when I walk in, the bell to the end of lunch rings.
I set my stuff down at my seat, and I hear a voice.
"Early again, like always. Who did you burn this time, Miss Peace?" He asks.
I smile, and turn to face Mr. Medulla, the evil science teacher. "Lash. He tried to make me move from my table in lunch. I got detention after school though. Not fun."
He smiles. "I can imagine. We're making freeze rays in class today. Have fun."
Oh ew. Freeze rays. I can make them as well as Gwen Grayson could last year, before she was sent to jail because she was Royal Pain, but I still hate them. I open my notebook and start to doodle, and after a few minutes, the classroom is full of students except one. All of a sudden, the door flies open.
"Sorry I'm late Mr. Medulla! I got held up at my locker!" Will Stronghold says, and he runs to take his seat next to me.
I turn and look at him. He looks all upset like he might've missed something important.
"Will, relax. We're only making freeze rays." I whisper to him.
"Miss Peace, Mr. Stronghold, do you have something to share with the class?" Mr. Medulla says, making me jump.
I look up at him. "Oh, no sir. I was just filling him in on what we're doing in class today."
"Thanks Vivian." Will whispers.
"Your welcome." I whisper back.
"As I was saying before we were interuppted, we will be making freeze rays, that not only freeze something, they will also make the victim vaporize if you set the dial that way." Mr. Medulla says.
"Oh...maybe I won't be able to make them then..." I say sadly.
Will laughs. "Yeah, I don't know how to make them anyways!" He says.
Mr. Medulla frowns. "You have the whole class period, minus 10 minutes at the end." He says.
Someone raises their hand. "How much time does that give us?" They ask.
"An hour and 20 minutes." Mr. Medulla answers.
Will smiles. I smile back.
"So how's Warren? I haven't talked to him in ages." Will says.
"Why? You saw him at lunch!" I say.
"Making conversation..." He says, holding back a laugh.
I roll my eyes. "Okay, so how do we do this? I guess we'd just make the laser, and then add the dial, and fix around the wires?" I ask myself.
"Hey, that actually sounds right!" WIll says, smiling. "I'm glad you're my lab partner."
I look up and roll my eyes. Half an hour later, I'm fixing the last two wires together, when Will finally says something intelligent.
"What are we going to test it on?" He asks.
I look up. "Well, it's done, why don't we test it on a glass of water?" I say.
"Where are we going to get that?" He asks.
Boys. I have to do everything on my own. I walk over to the sink, and grab a paper cup. I fill it with water, and take it back to our table. Will raises his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Stronghold?" Mr. Medulla asks.
"We're ready to test our laser." Will answers.
There's a loud gasp that travels through the classroom.
"Excellent! The first ones!" Mr. Medulla says.
He walks over, and I set the dial to 'freeze'. I shoot the laser at the cup, and the whole thing freezes. Mr. Medulla claps. Then I set the dial to 'vaporize', and shoot it, and the cup vaporizes into the thin air.
"Beautiful! Excellent! Amazing! No homework for the both of you! A+!" Mr. Medulla says, clapping.
"Teacher's pets." Someone mutters.
There's a knock at the door.
"Mr. Medulla? Are Will and Vivian done with the assignment?" Layla says from the doorway.
He looks over at her. "Yes, why?" He asks.
"Coach needs them in the gym when they're done." She says.
"Mr. Stronghold, Miss Peace, you may leave." Mr. Medulla says.
"Thanks sir." Will says, grabbing his stuff.
We run out of the room, and Will smiles at Layla.
"Does Coach really need us?" I ask.
"Nah. He just needs Will, but I need a girlfriend to hang out with while we watch him train." Layla says.
"Oh, yuck! I have to train!" Will says, looking really upset.
"Yeah, you have to train, but relax. Coach is in a good mood today. Maybe he won't scream at you like always." Layla says, smiling.
I laugh. "Hey, Will, maybe for training Coach will let us fight. He said that we will sometime soon!" I say.
"Aw, come on! That defeats the whole purpose of why I wanted you to tag along!" Layla says.
I laugh. "Only after Will trains will it defeat the purpose of me being there."
Layla smiles, and we all laugh.