xBlueEmberx

Adjustment The crowds clamored in the hallways as the awkward precession entered the school’s halls. Cheers and shrill screams of the fans echoed and deafened their ears as the eight of them huddled together. At the head of the group was an overly joyful Zen. Ember groaned as she was pressed into the rest of the group by the annoying fans. She pushed back roughly with her elbows and made her way past Zen. “Aw, Ember!” Zen whined in her squeaky perky voice. “Where are you going?” Ember pivoted abruptly to Zen’s surprise and glared at her. “Can it, Squeaky!” She spat viciously. “I can bar