As Zatanna rushed to the bus stop, she couldn't help but want to smack herself over and over again.' Why, why, why did I say something so stupid or impulsive.' Her heart hammering hard against her chest, she nearly cried when she saw everyone at the bus stop, complaining. A riot of teenagers ranging from 13 to 18 were arguing fiercely, some had taken off their shoes others had books and other school utensils ready as missiles if needed. The gym teacher Ms. Laura "the jinx" Jenkins was trying to control the crowd when the secretary's assistant rush up to her and whispered furiously in her ear. The jinx smiled.
"Alright listen up rowdy warts the bus is gonna be here in five minutes. Apparently the bus had a little run in with the supervillans hat you call them? Ivan, Iris, Ivy? And the clown one with the creepy smile. The justice league saved the bus and some smaller group took care of the villains. Whatever just line up prop'ly for I have to make you do fifty pushups here and now. From the moment the coach said fifty pushups lines had been established and order had reigned supreme.
'Smaller group… I wonder if it was Robin and the others.' Zatanna thought 'it would've been nice to join them instead of talking to Barbie's competition. 'Zatanna was interrupted in though when the bus rolled up. Everyone scrambled to get in it talking about how late they were for the mall and stuff. No one seemed to worry or wonder about how the driver was doing so Zatanna hung back a little so she could talk to old Mr. Thompson. He assured her he was okay and seemed relieved that at least one person had stopped to see how he was.
When Zatanna arrived home, a horrible sight met her eyes. Sitting in the driveway was a Jaguar XK (X150) car. Normally a sexy looking car like that would get you excited right? Wrong because on that particular car was the license plate: RACHUWANTME. Only one devil from the pits of hell had that license plate and it was Rachel.