When Zelda emerged from the Maths classroom, her brows furrowed together, and she scowled when she saw a group of students doing the Cha Cha Slide right in the middle of the corridor.
Where was Manfred? She wondered, he would not put up with any of this foolishness. At least, the Manfred she knew wouldn't.
She surveyed the area around her, but the Head Boy was nowhere to be seen.
He's probably off with that wretch Lydia Pieman. She grumbled internally to herself, crossing her arms over her chest.
She clenched her fists, and set her jaw, as her mind recalled the image from earlier. Lydia was ruining Manfred, she was turning him into a generic male clone of all the other lame guys at this school. Manfred had a fire about him, something inside him that no one else had, and Lydia was zapping that out. She was extinguishing that fire that Zelda adored so much.
Zelda shook her head, and continued her journey to English, she knew that rather than just thinking about Manfred and Lydia, she would have to do something about it. She couldn't wait to discuss it with Damian when lunch rolled around.
A thought then grew in her brain, what if she and Damian weren't the only ones who weren't happy with this dance? Maybe she could find more people who weren't happy about this. Surely there had to be others right? It couldn't be just the two of them.
She felt slightly cheered up as she walked into the English classroom, maybe just maybe, this dance would not go on, and Manfred could be saved!
In English, they read The Gift of the Magi, however, Zelda wasn't paying any attention. Her attention was focused on other more important things.
Only one more class. Zelda thought to herself, gathering up her books after the bell rang for History.
On the way to the classroom, Zelda was blocked by two people arguing in the corridor. When she got closer, she saw that these people were Asa and Dorcas.
"I am going to escot Belle to the dance," said Asa, crossing his arms over his chest and furrowing his brows together.
"No, she likes me more, besides, you won't even be human at the dance, it happens at NIGHT!" cried Dorcas, stomping her foot on the ground.
Zelda gasped, and backed away. She couldn't believe her ears! Even sensible people like Asa and Dorcas were going mental over this dance!
When she turned a corner, she was met with more people talking about the dance, it was two girls in music discussing who they wanted to bring as their dates.
"Lysander is pretty cute," said one of the girls. Zelda couldn't help but to scoff, Lysander was the best friend of Tancred, the biggest thorn in her side.
"Yea, but I heard he has a girlfriend who doesn't attend this school," said the other.
"Pity."
Zelda couldn't take their stupid girly conversation any longer, so she used her powers of telekinesis to mess up their perfectly styled hair.
"Jerk!" cried one of the girls, as she frantically tried to smooth down her hair.
"Yea, you endowed people think you own this school!" cried the other one.
Zelda snorted, and sent them her meanest glare. The first girl burst into tears, and she ran off crying, with her other friend at her heels.
"You're late, if you're not going to bother showing up on time, than you might not bother showing up at all!' Mr Pope yelled, his whole face turning red, when Zelda popped into the classroom just a few minutes late.
Zelda cringed, and backed up out of the classroom, even though she was a friend of Manfred's, and could get out of detention a lot, some of the teachers still reprimanded her.
As she walked down the corridor a bit, to sit down, she noticed Charlie Bone and his friends canoodling in a corner. Probably up to no good. She thought to herself.
She crept closer, to get a hear of what they were saying.
"Ollie Sparks," said Charlie. Zelda narrowed her eyes, they were still going on about that? Didn't they ever give up?
Zelda suddenly felt a breeze in her hair that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She looked in the direction of the wind, and saw Tancred standing looking angry, and his yellow her was cackling with electricity.
"Why are you eavesdropping on us, Zelda?" demanded Tancred as his eyes blazed with fury.
"Why are you not in class?" retorted Zelda, staring down the storm bringer.
"That is none of your business, and we could ask you the same thing," said Charlie.
Zelda narrowed her cold dark eyes at him, how dare he, or any of them, talk to her this way! She was their superior! Besides, she was already in a bad mood, and these guys were just making it worse.
"Well, I heard you talking about Ollie Sparks, and guess what? You're never going to get him back," she taunted, turning her gaze to Lysander, "Your attempts at trying were burned to the ground."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zelda was flung into the air by a strong gust of wind. She squeezed her eyes shut, as the wind roared in her ears, and her stomach twisted up. After what seemed like forever, she finally landed all the way on the other end of the corridor.
"I'll get you back for this, Torsson," she growled to herself, as she stood up and smoothed out her hair and shirt.
Now she had two goals, to stop this dance, and to get even with Tancred Torsson.
AN: Do you guys think I just add in other people's POVs or just keep Zelda's? Thanks for reading.