The talk

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Friday woke up in the sickbay. As soon as she opened her eyes she felt the pain stream through her forehead. She instantly groaned and rolled onto her side to relieve the pain. She saw Ian and Melanie sitting in the chair opposite her bed. They were mid conversation about how dinosaurs evolved into chickens when they saw she was awake.

"Hello" Ian said positively giving her his most charming smile, but Friday saw something under his smile. Some sort of regret.

"You gave us quite a scare" Melanie chuckled.

"Why Ian's constantly finding a way to hit me in the head" Friday joked before wincing in pain.

Ian blushed "Yeah sorry about that." Melanie hit him in the shoulder. "It was you, you're an absolute idiot you could of seriously damaged her brain.

"I was aiming for Ivan" Ian said in his defense.

"But on earth would you use a Stanley cup, those can be deadly."

"I was little mor occupied with stopping Ivan from harming Patel."

"Can't Patel look out for himself?"

"NO, no he can't."

Friday groaned. All this talking was giving her headache "Can you to shut up!"

Melanie turned to look at her "Yeah, shut up Ian" she sassed "Your giving Friday a headache."

Ian rolled his eyes "Yeah and you're not" he muttered sarcastically.

Friday was in the sickbay for the rest of the afternoon, and the class had talking to, from the headmaster. He told them that they needed to suck it up, and not act like a bunch of five-year old's.

"Oh Ian, if you can, please be careful of Barnes she already been damaged enough" he said while exiting the common room. Ian tried to protest but he was already gone.  The whole class sighed with relief. 

"Ian next time you get mad at Barnes please don't hit her in the head" Ivan sniggered sarcastically.

"First of all, her name's Friday..." Ian snapped.

Melanie cut in "there on a first name basis."

Ian continued "... secondly I never intended to hit her, I would never do that ..."

Melanie scoffed.

"As a matter of fact, I was aiming for you" Ian finished, folding his arms.

"Oh, what a shame I missed out on having all mighty IAN WAINSCOTT slam a Stanley cup into my face" Ivan scoffed. 

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