blizzard [ᴅɪsᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ]

[.12]

MILAGRO AND THE ENCHILADAS

I pulled my fingers through a strand of my hair, grunting as I accidentally tug too hard.

"Need any help?" Bart asked, zooming over to me from the doorway.

"I'm good." I snarled as I separated a knot painfully.

The brunette kid sighed. "I hate watching people go slow."

"Now wai-"

I felt a pinch of pain, and then my hair was back in a ponytail, knotless. I scowled.

"I could've done that myself." I told him obviously.

"You're welcome."

Bart grinned at me. "So what time is he coming?"

I lowered my head, and tightened my ponytail. "Who?" I ask innocently.

"Uh-uh-uh! You know who I'm talking about." The speedster wagged his finger at me.

I sighed. "It's not a date, if that's what you're thinking."

"That's what I'm thinking."

"Well it's not. I'm having dinner with his family. He felt sorry I had to eat M'gann's food everyday, so he's going to give me food that isn't Miss Martian's." I said.

"Right." The speedster said, drawing out the "i".

"I'm serious." I deadpanned, looking him right in the eye.

He was silent for a bit. "What time?"

"Seven." I rolled my eyes.

Bart smirked, saluted, then zoomed off.

I stood up from my bed, and walked to the bathroom. Splashing my face with water, I wondered what I would say to Jaime's family.

Thank you for giving me food that isn't completely burnt, Mrs. Reyes.

I groaned as I wiped my face with a towel. As I slid on a light blue headband, courtesy of Cassie, I looked at the clock on the wall.

7:02..

I ran to the Main Room, and on the way managed to: trip over Gar, knock a book out of Cassie's hands, and fall down twice.

When I reached, I saw Nightwing and Superboy talking over a large screen.

I started to walk towards them, and rearrange my headband, pulling it up from my forehead.

Suddenly, I heard giggling. And Lagoon Boy's voice.

M'gann was holding a plate of something that looks like dumplings, and La'gann is pretty much inhaling them.

"Slow down! You're going to choke!" M'gann playfully scolded him.

If only.

-India!- M'gann's voice scolded me.

-You have your opinions, I have mine.- I thought back.