Romeo had long since unwrapped his arms from Prothero and now was instead holding onto his arm as they walked. He could see the building and the pool in the distance and grew slightly bouncy again, excited to be doing something and even more excited to have made friends. Or well, he sort of just assumed they were his friends now. After all, they did invite them to go swimming. Or perhaps they had invited themselves. Either way, none of them were complaining about Thero and him being around. Except for the angel, but he was starting to get the idea that the angel always looked angry.
The demon's shoulders fell slightly when his friend retracted his wing, but it didn't last for long because he noticed they were now at the pool. He immediately went towards the lockers, finding his easily and changing before pushing his other clothes where the suit had been. "Come on Thero, Gray! Let's swim!", he was bouncing again, hands curled into fists from excitement. There was a slight glow to his horns that only happened when he was really excited- or really, really angry -about something. He looked back towards Jack just in time to see the angel slip, and he had to put his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing or screaming.
It was silly for them to have expected Wolfram to actually wear one of the school issued suits. To him, it was unsanitary and just plain gross. Apparently they didn't think the same though, because he watched Jack and Romeo come out of the locker rooms with suits on, ready to go swimming. Gray was sitting by the pool looking rather dejected, and Wolf was about to go over and sit near him when he heard Jack speak to him.
He honestly wasn't quite sure how it happened. One minute he was standing and the next he was in the air, quickly falling back towards the water. Suppose it was the expensive shoes, they had little traction and he turned too quickly to address the white haired boy. One leg went up and when he tried to put himself back up straight, he flipped himself towards the pool. When he broke surface he was sputtering, both curses and water from the unexpected swim. Without realizing it he managed to pull himself to Jack and had been holding onto him, but as soon as he felt the flesh against his cheek he pushed himself back roughly. That was two boys now, today, that he had gotten much too close to.