Snippet #1914021

"Screw it all!"

He shrieked, a bit too loudly, and he got a couple of looks in the hall. "Screw facts," the boy grinned. "Actually, screw school. I don't really like classes anyways."

Elliot shrugged, grinning as he took her hand and got up. "I always thought there was infinity people in this world."

The French boy cursed in French under his breath, chuckling a little bit, though his bones throbbed and protested as he got up. "If I just stretch a bit, I'll be fine."

The boy leaned forward, stretching his arms, and then leaned backwards, doing a slow backflip as he stretched his legs, arms, etc. His bones became accustomed to the movement, and soon, stopped hurting.

"There we go," he said happily as he landed on his feet. "The cafeteria is up head, ma'am!" Elliot exaggerated, smiling as he raced forward and stumbled through the doors, though he caught himself, and kept the door open for Bill.

"Girls firstttt."