A/N This is my first story on fan fiction so please be nice.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Daisy's POV
I was sitting in class with Miss. Templeman when out of the blue our communicators beeped and flashed. We exchanged glances before our three hands shot up at the exact same time.
Rose's POV
Blane let out some complex excuse to leave. Daisy said her uncle was ill and she needed to talk to him to make him feel better.(How many sick relatives could she have?) Miss. Templeman directed her glance my way, a wimpy excuse followed.
"I need to go to the toilet Miss."
Blane's POV
We met up by the elevator while Daisy mumbled something to Rose,
"The toilet? Really?"
Daisy placed her thumb onto the scanner. The door opened. We walked in, ready for the stomach turning drop that awaited us as soon as Daisy pulled the broom stick.
A/N I know its short but its only the introduction.
R/R