Kyle was lost in thought when—
SMACK!
The sharp slap between his shoulder blades nearly launched him out of his seat.
"What the—?!"
"Ready to get wrecked, pretty boy?" Luna chirped.
Her white bob bouncing as she leaned over his desk with a shark-like grin.
Kyle shot her a glare, rubbing the now-stinging spot between his shoulder blades.
"What the hell, Luna? Why do you always hit like you are trying to knock my soul out of my body?"
Luna shrugged, completely unapologetic.
"Where's the fun if I don't?"
Reo, sprawled across a nearby desk with his boots propped up, snorted.
"She's got a point. You make this hilarious face every time."
He mimicked Kyle's startled expression. Mouth open, eyes wide, with ridiculous accuracy.
Just then Cedric approached. Carrying himself with an same easy confidence as always.
His golden hair catching the sunlight as he smiled.
"You are late." Cedric said. Though there was no real annoyance in his tone.
Kyle raised an eyebrow.
