Riptide Academy

Minor Adjustments And Worries

Alexandra's Pov:

Principal Howards smiled as we layed eyes upon her. She was seating in her chair at the teachers table, ocasionaly glancing around at the tables or steady stream of newly incoming people.

Charli was to start going back her classes again, toady. She even looked better, her skin had a coloured flush to it- no longer pale and rosy.

"If anyone would wonder why you disapereard they'd think you were sick Char." I chuckle.

She's been glancing around the hall for the last minute.

"Yeah! You wore yourself out beyond humanly possible in the grand final. I wouldn't be surprised if you ended up needing to rest for a few days." Jaimie smiles enthusiasticly.

"Don't you start!" She growls.

Well, it was more like one of those grumbling growls kids make.

"Hey! I said nothing!" A voice chuckled from behinf us.

"Holy Shi-" Elijah jumped out of his chair.

Howards laughed.

"You sure know how to sneak up on people Howdy! I'm going to start bringing Charli with me everywhere. She's a fricking Howards dector." Ember chuckled.

A piece of her hashbrown fell off her fork and her laughter cut off aburptly, her face turn to a pout instead.

Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Oh! Shut it, you." She mumbled. Scrapping the blob of mashed potato off the table, "Or I'll shove this in your mouth!"

"Eugh!" My mouth scrunched up just by thinking about it. "You knoe I hate hasbrowns. And that, is just disgusting."

"It is. But I'll bet you ten bucks I know someone who will eat it." Howdy giggled.

"Don't let the Food monster's emoty botomless pit gobble it up." Smirking, I joked.

The table erupted with laughter just as Eli approached.

"What did I miss?" He asked, confused.

"Nothing." Howards smirked as she walked off.

"Okay. Seriously, what did I miss? Are we in trouble." He said entrigued, leaning more in to the table as he scoped up a chunk of scrambled eggs and shoved the laded spoon into his mouth.

"Nothing." I quoted Howards, "What did you think of Jack's comics?"

"Oh! My God! I had a look at them while we waited for Ms Walters. He drew the game perfectly! Every detail was correct and ilustraited in every minute detail." He gushed.

"Eli," his cousin giggled. "Your blushing."

"I- Well....." he cleared his throat and tried again.

"Well, apart from the game it was mostly me he drew. But I found something more odd; he drew me. But not me, you know..." Elijah quickly glances around before leaning in, "Superhero version."

"What!" Charli exclaimed in a quiet tone.

"How!" Ember seemed blowen away.

"But...Howards has been escorting people away from us and Kyia was helping keep the students away before....- Well, you know."

"Do you, you hink he knows?" Eli swallowed.

I gave in to the unrelenting urge and glanced at the table Jack was sitting at. To my surprise he was looking our direction, more towards the right of the table. He smilled. A fee tables down was Marcus. Fresh off a few months suspension, he was glaring at Jack- his eyes glanced our way for a second then he rolled them.

Speaking about Marcus. Howards had managed to get him suspended-off campus- for three months. While it wasn't what we were looking for, it was enough for the time being. Kyia is helping Howards still with the police; they're trying to get him expelled because of his actoins and a restraining order. But it's a bit hard when his farther funds most of the stuff the council owns.

"No. I think he doesn't." I sigh, turning back to the table.

"He had more pieces of paper that were drawn on in his sketch book during the game and on the bus. I don't think that is all his setches from that day. I bet you he has more. More including our alter egos." Emeber reveals, mixing her scrambled egfs and baccon around her plate with her fork.

"Well, there's only one way. We see what he's drawn." I state.

"Whoa! Whoa! We can't just go and ask him if he has sketches of us fighting. Wouldn't you think that's a but suspicious?" Eli quickly reasoned.

"Why don't you go ask the arts teachers? They sometimes ask all of the arts department to combine for projects. Technically we are all taking art, just different sub-departments. The comics, animation and creative writing all comes under the movie course department and possibly all departments. Like how at high school you have arts, music and drama. Their all sub-departments but they all fit underneath the Arts Department."

"Maybe Charli." Eli sighs.

"Hey! Didn't Miss Walters want all of us today to meet her at the art hall? Something to do with our next assignemt?" I remeber.

"Don't remind me!" Elijah groaned, "Have you even finished that story she asked us to write?"

"I'll admit, for once having free will with my own creativity is a bit of a shock. I'm used to being stuck reinged in to working with a concept or some fucking stimulus. I'm almost fully dependant on them now to write something and I hate myself for it."

"Alex, don't. It's what most schools do because they follow the education system, set by the Goverment, tells them to do. It's so rare for someone to have pure creativity like you, it's seen as a special talented skill. Not something that everyone could have, so of course their going to make you write to the stimulus like everyone else because they don't know how to handle your creativity." Charli rants.

I can feel my cheeks full of red blush. "Thanks Charli." I mumble.

Most people here in this art hall are people from the comics/ animation course. The reason I'm calling an art hall is because it's literaly a room the size of a general hall but for the art students to do big protects or classes.

Jack stands off my left shoulder, subtley stealing glances at Eli.

"Thank you all for coming. I know some of you have other courses and most of you have a free day but this is important." One of the arts teachers said.

One was a woman who specialised in drawing animations and she mostly ran the drawing side of the course. The other was a rather young guy who knew everything digital to do with animation and special ways to make animations from drawn comics. Together they seemed to speak in code.