Hazel's POV
"What are you guys doing?" I asked as I walked into the senate room. Reyna and Jason had called a meeting to discuss chocolate privileges. I plopped down next to Frank, who was in a discussion with Dakota (krazy kool-aid kid) and Gwen (his girlfriend).
"We were talking about the secret identities of numbers while we wait for Jason and Reyna to arrive," Frank replied.
"Like how one can be flipped and still be a one. Except if you have that little dash-like-thing on the top, or the line on the bottom," Dakota explained. I checked. Yup, he had been drinking again.
"Zero's the same way," Gwen piped in.
"Three looks like an E if turned around!" Dakota yelled out.
"Sure, Dakota," Frank responded.
"Four looks like a H," I added, entering the conversation.
"No it doesn't!" Gwen protested.
"A lowercase H," I clarified. Everyone made understanding faces.
"Six and Nine can be flipped, and be each other," Frank chimed in.
"Eight flipped can be itself," Gwen noted.
"Two flipped looks like a snake!" Dakota shouted. We all just looked at him.
"I'm just gonna take this..." Gwen said, stealing his flask of Kool-Aid. At that moment, Jason and Reyna burst through the door.
"Sorry for our tardiness," Reyna apologized. "What are you four talking about?"
"The secret identities of numbers," I replied.
"Oh, like how two flipped looks like a snake!" Jason stated.
Reyna looked at Jason, then at us. "You sound like my boyfriend."
"I'm sure Leo would appreciate the secret identities of numbers!" Jason exclaimed. "In fact, I'll call him."
Jason dialed a number. "Hey Leo, buddy, how do you feel about the secret identities of numbers."
"I don't feel like getting killed, so, Reyna's right! Now, let me get back to eating my chocolate..."