Snippet #2005857

Andrew blinked in surprise. Had...had she just...FLICKED him? She FLICKED him! It was just so...childish, and immature, and...funny. He could almost laugh at the pure idiocy of the movement, yet it was so effective.

"And I'm gonna teach you a thing or two about the Andersons. Number one," he held up a single finger, "I'm not a wimp. I ain't gonna let you get expelled for hittin' me, especially if I TOLD you to hit me. Two," he added another finger, "only punch me when I invite it. If you punch me otherwise, I may react badly. Like, throwing you across the yard, badly." He shrugged, and smiled again, before spinning on his heel. His eyes focused on her over his shoulder, and a hint of a smile shone in his eyes. "C'mon, let's go grab that stupid space cadet of a sister of mine."

Without another word, he began to march back into the school building, turning his music up and drowning out a majority of the world.


Anna-Beth was getting really nervous, watching Katherine panic as she was. It...it...trouble breathing, panic attack...did she have asthma? She slipped over towards them, and though her voice was soft, she spoke strong and even for Katherine.

"Sorry for intruding, but...is it an inhaler you need? I have one in my bag, but it may not be your type of medication. Is that what you need, Miss?"