[h2][color=6ecff6]Erica Lankford[/color][/h2]

[color=6ecff6]"I like smaller classes, it means the teacher has more time to help people individually. I don't really like gym class though, the teachers are usually mean and besides running I-"[/color] Erica was cut off by a whistle so shrill that she had to cover her ears. Soon a man who must have been their teacher was standing at attention by them. Erica's first thought was: [color=6ecff6][i]Oh no. A hardass.[/i][/color] followed very closely by, [color=6ecff6][i]Well, at least I know one class I'll be skipping from now on...[/i][/color]

He ordered them to start running, so Erica started going as fast as she could, almost forgetting to breathe as she ran. When the hardass called them over to where he had stopped Mason, Erica had almost been the farthest ahead. She jogged back, wondering what was up, and felt her face go red with anger when the hardass started using Mason as a reason to justify 50 push-ups. 

Erica couldn't do a push-up to save her life, but luckily most of her gym teachers up until then had let her get away with putting her knees down and doing them that way. She counted to about 16 before she flushed with anger again. [color=6ecff6][i]Now the hardass is picking on Casper?! Who the hell does he think he-[/i][/color] Erica stopped altogether and stood up, breathing hard out of anger rather than working hard.

The hardass was going to send poor Casper to detention, because of something he [i]can't control[/i]. Erica had dealt with some pretty mean teachers in her days, so she knew exactly how she was going to play this out before she even spoke one word. [color=6ecff6]"Hey! Might as well send me to detention too. There's no way in hell that I am going to just sit here and let some Hardass-peaked-in-highschool-military man bully my classmates."[/color]

She took a few steps to follow Casper when she heard the hardass's counter attack. "Oh yeah little lady? Well this hardass ain't gonna stand for-" Erica cut him off. 

[color=6ecff6]"And while I'm on my way to detention, I'm gonna stop off at the administrative office and report you for excessive verbal abuse of minors and tell them you are too incompetent to be a teacher at this school, because you cannot seem to grasp the concept that [u]most of us can't control our powers.[/u]"[/color]

"Ooh, big words. I'd like to see you try." His voice was filled with venom.

Erica couldn't stand being around him anymore. She was going to do exactly what she said, but first, she [u]had[/u] to get the last word. [color=6ecff6]"Try? If you're ok with just trying then why are you being such an asshole?"[/color] Satisfied with that as her parting statement, she waved goodbye to everyone over her shoulder as she turned to leave, ignoring whatever the hardass was yelling at her while she walked back the way she had come to the field. 

"Watch it little lady! Detention ain't until later!" Erica turned back to look at him, a triumphant smirk on his face. "You're stuck here for now. You said you were gonna talk to 'em on your way [u]to[/u] detention. Now, you can redeem yourself and come finish your push-ups, or go sit with your beloved [i]classmate[/i] over there and I'll put you in detention every day for the rest of the year!"

Erica sighed and gave an apologetic look to Casper as she passed him on her way back to where people were still doing push-ups. She wanted to put this hardass teacher in his place, but she didn't like the idea of a year-long detention because of it. She would report him later, and appease him for now. As she finished her push-ups, still not getting yelled at for having her knees on the ground, (maybe he didn't notice?) She thought about how it could be fun to spend each day in battle with this teacher, savoring the moment when she would never have to deal with him ever again at the end. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Yeah, that'll be worth it.[/i][/color]