Lunch was a hassle a the kids racing, close to killing each other over a small, SMALL lunch that could barely fill up a normal five year old. I still didn't know the girls name but I spotted her out of the entire cafeteria in less than ten seconds. Thank Jesus I'm not normal! She had already started on her lunch and I mean like she was slaughtering all the food it made the meal look like a little bag of chips. Although she it would seem she would be a pig the way she was eating the food but the way she held herself made her still look like an angelic woman.

"Hey! What up? I'm Gasman, and what is Your name?" interest was trying to take control over my face but I held my cool.

"I'm great you're the first person to ask me that you know? My name is Jasmine… cool how they rhyme… right?" curiosity just showed right through her voice despite it was obvious she didn't want it that way.\

"Yep its awesome" I finished my food in one bite." How about that offer?"

"Which one, the flying? If that's what your talking about I have been Dying to show some one my wings for the longest time." That grin of hers began to erupt all over her face giving me a straight chill right down my spine.

I grabbed her hand and lead her the way out the door although I barely knew the way myself. Everyone turned and looked at us honestly who could blame them a modestly good looking guy and a hot girl holding hand that's like bees to honey if you ask me. When we finally got out the door I couldn't help myself and said "Arrogant people …help me." She snickered and took off with no warning and there was no way that I was going to let a girl beat me I a race I've been training for, for my entire life. I slapped my wings open in a fourth of a heartbeat flapping down my hardest to get me lifted off the ground. Keeping up that beat I caught up with her in a second.

"Looks like you finally caught up …slow boy." putting stress on the boy.

"Your wrong about one thing'

"What's that?"

"Me being a boy." It was like an automatic giggle came after my reply." So where are we going?"

"Um… I don't know we gotta be back in twenty minutes."

'How about a second lunch?"

"Great some one who understands my appetite."

"I know it been along time I've been with the gang and they knew the feeling just as well as we do."

The food was great as was the conversation know I knew she didn't know her parents, grew up in a dog cage(ugh), and hated white jackets. Next thing I knew was that it was time to be heading back to school you know since I hate that word I'll use college from now on. We walked in together with a everyone staring at us as if we had just murdered the president. Next thing I know over the intercom I hear "Jasmine and Gasman to the deans office please."