The Lost Soul; Chapter Three; HURRICANE

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Storm’s cousins are annoying. After we saw Matt and Dimond, Storm asked if we could see Ivy. We searched around the girls’ dorms for a while before we found her and her annoying roommate. I knocked on the door, and a millisecond later, a short girl with neon green eyes and fiery red hair greeted me and Storm. “Who are you?” she asked somewhat angrily. “I’m Storm Windwing, Ivy’s cousin. This is Hurricane.” Storm introduced us. “We’re here to talk to Ivy.” “Oh, OK.” Ember said reluctantly. “IVY! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE! YOU’VE GOT PEOPLE HERE TO SEE YOU!” “She’ll be over soon.” Ember concluded. “I SWEAR, IF IT’S MATT AND DIMOND AGAIN, I’M GONNA WRANGLE THEIR PUNY NECKS- - oh. Hi, Storm and other kid.” Ivy said sheepishly. “Um, I’m Hurricane- -” Hurricane started. I slapped a hand over their mouth. “Oh! Hi, Hurricane! I’m Ivy, Storm’s FORMER favorite cousin. Great to meet you!” Ivy said sarcastically, sticking out a hand to shake Hurricane’s. “Wha- -” Hurricane started. “Haha, that jokester, Ivy! Well, we’ve got a long day tomorrow, Hurricane, so let’s go!” Storm said awkwardly. With that, Storm slammed the huge door. I put the awkward conversation out of my mind, and walked to my dorm. When we reached the non-binary dorms, I stopped. "So, did you get a dorm card from Headmistress Mobile? It'll have your dorm number, roommate and your key." I asked them. "Oh, dang! I don't!" Storm cried out. "Can I room with you?" "Oh, sure! I've always wanted a roomie! Come in!" I said, pushing open my door. And that is how I got a roommate. Just an FYI, this next part is all Storm’s fault. So, I gave Storm the grand tour of my dorm. It wasn’t much; a door, 2 hammocks, 4 beanbag chairs, a secret tunnel to the professors’ lounge, etcetera. She stopped me at the passage. “Wait, WHAT?! You can use this to spy on the professors!” Storm exclaimed. “Well, I use it to get late night snacks, ‘cause the professors don’t let us keep food in the dorm.” I replied simply. “Well, aren’t you hungry? Let’s go!” Storm said. “I’m NOT hungry, thank you. And we are not going to go through this tunnel. I’m tired.” I said firmly. “Haha, whatever. I’m going.” Storm said, lifting up the carpet that covered the tunnel entrance. I sighed, and gave in. “OK, fine. We’ll go, but I wanna be back before 10. I really AM super tired.” I sighed. I jumped the ten foot drop into the ventilator, and tried to help Storm down, but she objected. “Nah, I’ve got it.” she said. She leapt down with a loud, metallic “THUD”, and almost broke their arm. “OK, we’re walking right above the teachers’ dorms, so we need to be quiet. OK?” I asked. Storm nodded. We crawled the rest of the way, where one area was a vertical climb. With no grip. Thankfully, with Storm’s controlled metallisis and my water geysers, we made our way up and out. We climbed onto the humming vending machine, and I leapt down quietly, and again asked to help Storm down. They declined, and fell off of the 8 foot tall drop. “Wow! This is so cool!” Storm said happily. “Ooh, look! Takis! Dr Pepper! How ‘bout we stay here for a while?” “Uh, NO! We need to leave! If we keep these lights on, a professor is gonna wake up and notice us! We need to leave NOW, Storm.” I said, climbing back onto the vending machine. Storm plopped down in a beanbag chair, and opened a bag of Takis. “Oh, come on, Hurricane! No one’ll notice! Don’t be a buzzkill!” “I’m not a buzzkill.” I mumbled. “Sorry, what’s that, buzzkill? I was chewing on crunchy Takis, so I didn’t hear you. Sorry, buzzkill.” Storm said, mouth full of corn junk food. “I’M NOT A BUZZKILL!” I yelled. As soon as I did, though, I instantly regretted it. I light flicked on across the hall. I recognized the door; it was Headmistress Mobile! “Oh, jeez! Go, go, GO!” I whispered, hoisting Storm over and onto the vending machine. It was too late, though. Mobile burst in. “WHAT IN COD’S SAKE IS HAPPENI- -” Mobile started screaming. Now, as you can tell, the moment of silence that followed was awkward. Me, shoving a half-eaten bag of Takis and Storm inside a ventilator, and me, clambering up onto the vending machine, and not to mention Headmistress Mobile, in her pink and white nightgown. Before Mobile could open her mouth to scream at us again, Storm grinned, and shot a geyser of water at Mobile! "STORM!" I shrieked. Standing in front of a drenched headmistress, I gaped. Now, I knew the only way to get out of this somewhat scot-free was to explain the whole thing. That was SO not happening. "MOVE, STORM!" I shouted, shoving Storm back through the ventilator. Before an enraged Mobile could claw at our ankles, we'd climbed through the top of the ventilator, and scurried to our dorm before Mobile recognized-- err, REALLY recognized-- us. We clambered all the way to our dorm, including falling off of the 20 foot vertical climb we'd conquered earlier. When we got to our dorm, we slept. Hard. With a ticked off Mobile standing by our door.