"I apologized like three times. Give me a break. Also please don't yell at me." Joey was annoyed, but was managing to keep himself in a calm state. [i]Please don't have me wolf out in front of everyone.[/i] Not that he would mind, but that would be embarrassing. And the fact that he was gonna get detention after this only annoyed him more.
((You should never yell or annoy a werewolf. :P))
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[i]I think I would have to use my invisibility first so no one can see me. Then I must search for a human to scare into Price, but first I have to find out his current location. [/i] Deon sat up before jumping off the tree he was on as sorted this out. He used his invisibility and before you know it, he was gone or at least it seemed that way. He walked toward the school's entrance but went to side of the door in case anyone saw through his invisibility. [i]I could always use by bat from as a disguise if needed.[/i] He thought to himself.

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A man with messy, snow hair and a black eye patch made his way down the halls, wheeling a trash can in front of him. He wore a pure white jump suit, the name Jones stitched in on it's front right pocket, with it's legs neatly tucked into a pair white work boots and it's sleeves rolled up just passed his elbows. He whistled a light tone as he walked the halls, the sound of the can's wheels rolling over the tiles being drowned out. As he passed any trash he would look it over for a moment before it would suddenly vanish, no puff of smoke or flash of light just simply not be there, and somehow be in the man's trash can. This was a usual sight for anyone who attended the school long enough. Mr. Packard Jones, or rather PJ as everyone knew him, doing his daily rounds of trash collecting. The white haired man was nearing the Principal's office, partly to empty the office's trash can but mostly to get in his usual sarcastic remark in at the poor women's seemingly stressful carrier.
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Isis was busy answering an email on her computer, but paused when she heard the sound of wheels nearing her office. She looked toward the door to see the janitor come in. She gave a small smile before going back to her email.