As the next person in what felt like a month's worth of class stood up to deliver their practiced performance, Kevin's mind drifted back to... What was her name... Scarlett. Sure, she had been easy on the eyes, but there was just something about her that made him pissed to all hell and back, that damned Alphabitch personality. He'd been taught from an early age that no one was truly BAD, so he knew she had to have SOME excuse, but still, there was that little voice in him... SCREAMING for justice...
"Um, Kevin?" A classmate next to him whispered, "Hands." Kevin looked down, and his hands were covered in needles of metal, moving in random directions. He took a deep breath, and put on his "Happy" persona, the needles melting off his hands and turning back into his mask, no worse for the wear. He thanked them, and looked at the mask. If he went wearing the mask, he knew she'd probably hunt him down. Well... He liked a good challenge. And who knew? Perhaps things would get interesting between the two of them. He'd have to call Neil for his opinion before the night's activities. The man always had good advice, and it was always great to catch up on him and David.