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It was late at night. Two and a half months into the school year. The cool breeze of autumn coming on winter chilled people to the bone, so most group hang outs were done inside. Milkshakes, ice cream, and popsicles were out; hot chocolate, tea, and coffee were in. Skirts and shorts were traded for jeans and sweatpants. Crops tops? No, now they wore hoodies. These changes were quite dramatic.

Dramatic, if you made them that way, at least.

Nightcloud was now either wearing the skinniest jeans known to mankind with a glamorous top or a pretty hoodie and sweatpants. Either way, she managed to look pretty. With her hair in a messy bun, sweatpants, and an unnecessary amount of make up, she 'effortlessly' still looked good.

River girls were binding together as well. Most of them were on the university's swim team, and all sported their hoodies and jeans.

Wind girls were close to as dramatic as Nightcloud- messy buns were the rage. Almost all of them had a specific tea mug from a little coffee shop on the university campus called Bean There.

Shadow girls? Black sweats, hoodies. Many came to class in slippers, yet they all still looked good.

The Thunder girls were absolutely ridiculous. And it was hilarious.

Their unpredictability was incredible, and there was no limit to what anyone could wear. There was one end of the spectrum; Ivypool in black, ripped jeans, a jean jacket, and a shirt with a skull on it. The other end was Honeyfern, wearing hoodies, sweats, and sandals.

ANYWAYS. The author is getting off track.

"Who the heck does she think she is?" Nightcloud said angrily, sipping her tea. She glared at Cinderheart, who was wearing something almost identical to Nightcloud- a comfy hoodie, grey sweats, and sandals. "Copying my fashion."

"Uh, Nightcloud," Millie said worriedly. "She was here first. You copied her."

Nightcloud huffed angrily. "I'm Nightcloud. I don't copy people." Dawnpelt rolled her eyes.

"It's not a big deal," Millie urged.

"Yes, it is," Nightcloud snapped. "There's a university newspaper, right? And just last week, they did a fashion edition." The black-haired girl angrily squeezed the handle on her mug. "I will not be a lowly copy of others. I saw what they wrote for what the 'typical' girl wears."

Now both Millie and Dawnpelt rolled their eyes. Nightcloud was incredibly over-dramatic.

The rest of the class filtered in to Giterstar's Chemistry class. However, the teacher had yet to arrive. It was a bit weird, because normally, Giterstar was there ahead of everyone else. Unfortunately, this gave Foxleap plenty of time to set something up at the front of the classroom, with a bit of assistance from Icecloud and Ivypool. By the time Giterstar arrived, all the students were already there.

Unfortunately, Giterstar walked in with someone else.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the teacher rumbled, "I would like to introduce you to-"

Too late.

A huge sack of flour spilled out of one of the ceiling panels (how?) and completely covered Giterstar and the guest with all purpose flour. The professor howled and swatted angrily at nothing. The man that Giterstar had brought in simply looked from the ceiling panel to his flour-white shoes in shock.

"Whoever did this," he growled, glaring at Foxleap (who whistled innocently), "I will-"

To put icing on the cake, a singular egg rolled out of the ceiling panel and cracked open on Giterstar's head.

The class broke into howling laughter, and started a loud chant of, "Eggstar! Eggstar! Eggstar!" The teacher's face was turning bright red (not that you could tell under all the flour) and he furiously marched around the stage, grabbing some paper towels and wiping his head off, and shaking the flour from his mane of orange and black hair.

"You are all so incredibly rude!" Giterstar roared, "You filthy maggots! I ought to have you all suspended! Especially when I brought in a special guest!"

The guest waved timidly, but he didn't seen timid at all. He held himself high, with short clipped hair and narrowed amber eyes. His suit had been sharp and black; now it was dull and white.

"My name is Sol," he announced, "And I will be Professor Giterstar's assistant for the next while."

They walked back to their dorms after class.

"What did you think of Sol?" Lionblaze mused.

Hollyleaf frowned, "he doesn't really have a name like the rest of us got going through school. He must be an outsider."

"A loner," Dovewing added.

Cinderheart rolled her eyes. "I'm sure he's just going to try and handle our problem class. It's too much for one person."

"It's not so much of a problem class as it is problem people," Honeyfern pointed out, glaring pointedly at Foxleap.

"I'm offended!" the ginger protested. "It's not just me!" He gestured to Ivypool and Icecloud, who were conveniently slipping away from the group. Everyone burst into laughter, and Foxleap glared at his sister and best female friend.

"Hey, guys!" someone called. The large group turned around and saw Briarlight, hobbling towards them on crutches.

"Hey, Briarlight," Berrynose called. Jayfeather waved in her general direction.

"How're you guys doing?" she replied, panting slightly. She readjusted herself on the crutches.

Honeyfern beamed at her. "Pretty good, and yourself?"

"Great, thanks," Briarlight replied, beaming. "I'm going through a lot of physiotherapy now, so hopefully I won't have to spend my entire life on these things." She awkwardly waved around one crutch.

"That's awesome!" Dovewing said brightly, and the group nodded in agreement. Now with Briarlight, they all started heading back to the Star dorms. Ivypool and Foxleap started bickering again, dragging Icecloud into the mess, and the group lapsed in a happy silence as they enjoyed the trio's arguing.

Then everything went horribly wrong.

"Shut up," Jayfeather said suddenly, stopping in his tracks.

Most of the group took a few extra steps before turning back to look at him. His walking stick probed the ground in front of him. Foxleap flared, "ExCUSE me? I'm trying to prove to Ivypool over here that llamas-"

"I said SHUT UP!" the blind boy roared, and the ginger immediately fell silent. Jayfeather could be quite terrifying when he wanted to be. "I heard something."

Berrynose and Foxleap (and about three others) bit down their sarcastic responses.

Briarlight shifted nervously in her crutches.

They all listened- and heard something that sounded faintly like retreating footsteps.

Then, they heard what Jayfeather did- a faint hiss.

"Snake," Icecloud whispered.

The group collectively turned. A long, green and black snake was making its way down the path, towards them. It wasn't a Garter snake, they could tell for sure. It was abstract, and its beady eyes were trained on her.

Hollyleaf, of course, recognized it. She inhaled. "Poisonous snake," she breathed, taking a step back.

Berrynose cursed loudly. Lionblaze followed suite.

...

Hazeltail let out a string of curses that no one should know.

...

Everyone started moving backwards.

...

There was a crunch as someone stepped on a twig.

The snake immediately lunged out at the easiest target it could reach, which unfortunately happened to be Briarlight.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Briarlight tried to propel herself out of the way, but with her damaged legs, it was hard to get far. The snake couldn't just extraordinarily high, so it lunged for her leg.

Honeyfern shoved Briarlight out of the way, and fell after her.

The snake should've flown right past, but it twisted its neck at the last second and sunk its fang into Honeyfern's leg, through her jeans.

The blonde girl screeched and fell.

"Hyaaa!" Lionblaze had snatched Jayfeather's walking stick from him and, with beautiful aim, smacked the snake right on the head. Briarlight coughed, turning to Honeyfern, who was laying on the ground and shaking. Hollyleaf was pulling out her phone to dial 911 as fast as she could. Berrynose and Cinderheart sunk down to Honeyfern's side, panicked.

The snake made a whimper-like sound and started to slink away. Angrily, Lionblaze swung again- missed- and again- hit.

Ivypool stepped down, and the snake slithered away, but it was considerably weakened and injured. She stepped down again, squishing it under her combat boot. Dovewing was right behind her, getting over her initial panic and stabbing at the snake with her heel.

The snake shuddered. It didn't move again.

"My friend's been bitten by a snake!" Hollyleaf was yelling, her face deathly pale. "It's poisonous! She's in pain! We're at Warriors University!"

Jayfeather found Honeyfern on the ground, who was writhing and screaming. "Hold still, Honeyfern!"

"Honey!" Berrynose cried out, tears starting to gather in his eyes. "Stay with me. Honeyfern! Honeyfern!"

"Oh my god," Cinderheart panicking, "Oh my god!"

Foxleap and Icecloud had taken off to go get help. Why was no one in sight?

Lionblaze, tears pricking the corners of his eyes, whacked the snake again and again, screaming his anger and frustration out.

Cinderheart and Hollyleaf, near sobbing, grabbing the injured girl's hands.

Briarlight was going into shock.

Jayfeather was trying to calm Briarlight and Honeyfern at the same time. Hazeltail was hugging Briarlight fiercely, crying herself, murmuring that it was going to be okay. Was it really?

"She's going to die," Dovewing sobbed.

And everything just went downhill from there.

Some people think they're right, but they're not. It's funny.

Wow, this chapter is longer than usual.

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