Depressed Edward
Katrina pov
GOD, what the. HELL. I thought as I got up off the ground I could hear every voice in the room at once all there thoughts. "I know what you're thinking; I have this cool sort of power, how awesome" I blurted out. "Well what am I thinking then" Emma argued. "Well you was thinking about how Maryam was looking at the oldie in a sort of wrong way, but now your jealous of me and you want some ketchup really badly and…" "Ok you can stop there" Emma asked angrily while raising her arms and she blew up the books behind me. "Awesome" Emily said, "totally" maryam agreed. "Your jealous aren't you maryam" I asked just trying to wind her up "NO I AM NOT" maryam shouted causing attention, then a little Lepracorn size man popped pout of no were he had a moustache and a weird beard. He was a little minion how funky. "I live to serve you my master" the little guy said with a French accent. "Ok this is embarrassing!" Emily said "make him go away" Emily suddenly realised she was going invisible