"Breeze, may I speak to you?" Miss Kayn shouted over the noise.
"I'll wait for you outside," I winked to her. She smiled warmly at me and walked over to the teacher. She reminded me slightly of a lioness stalking its meal, but maybe that's just my imagination. Me and my brothers walked out of the room and closed the door, to give them some privacy. "Poor kid, I thought our upbringing was rough," Butch spoke solemnly. "Yeah," Boomer looked at the floor, I nodded in agreement, "But seriously, who would experiment on a kid, shouldn't that be illegal," Boomer carried on. Butch stared at Boomer, "Did he just make sense," he laughed. I smiled faintly.
"Why are we waiting here," Boomer asked. I handed the note to Butch. After several minutes of reading both of them burst out laughing. "She thinks she can knock me out," Butch laughed. "I SAID THERE IS NOTHING WRONG AT HOME!" a voice yelled. I threw the door open and saw several broken windows, chairs were thrown all over the room, the teacher was cowering in the corner of the class and in the middle of the chaos was Breeze hold a table, in her left hand, above her head. Angrily she threw it into the wall, breaking a hole through. "When I say something, I mean it," she said coldly before walking out, pulling me along with her. "You alright?" I asked. She nodded and smiled at me then swiftly pivoted on her foot, so she was face to face with Butch. He was taller than her but the fierce look in her silver eyes made him cringe. "You wanted to see who would win in a fight, eh?" she snarled. He shook his head and stepped back. "What about you Boomer, got anything to say?"
"Nope," he grinned.
"Didn't think so," she turned to me and pulled me forward. A mischievous grin stretched across her face, Butch and Boomer were behind us. "I got a plan," she showed her white teeth when she smiled. "What do you have in mind?" I asked. Carefully she pulled her top slightly up, showing her flat stomach. I stammered and averted my gaze. She pulled on my arm, so I looked down at her belt. Two water pistols were hidden, one was black and red and the other was black and silver. Her eyes darted from the water pistols to my brothers behind me. "You two are disturbingly quiet," Butch spoke first. She grabbed the black and red and sneakily passed it to me and she grabbed the other one. She motioned with her fingers, three ……… two …… one, we turned around and soaked my brothers in a weird stinky brown liquid. They both shouted in alarm and ran off. "Urgh, what is this stuff," I asked and plugged my nose.
"Cat vomit, dog pee, cow spit, rotten pigeon guts and pig diarrhoea, why?" she smiled. I laughed and shook my head.
"Lets go," she pulled my arm and we walked off into the cafeteria.