Shade stared at the Hot girl this time.

**AHAHA!**

*OH MY GOSH, THE KID IS GROWIN UP FINALLY!*

(*Sigh*).

-He blinked again, but still didn't care, as he was focusing on the girl with the insane smile on her face....

"....Do I look like that when **he** takes over....?" Shade started muttering to himself, not raising his voice enough for most to be able to hear him.

Shade then raised his voice and continued with the conversation they were having thus far: "....I am not as you call it, a 'punk'"-Insert finger quotes here-"....I am an Outcast. The same of which, you are. Also, if the mere implication that you could be lacking in mental capacity would anger you, perhaps you should realize, you more like than not **are**." Shade logically poised, completely incapable of understanding not to piss of the hot girls....literally. In both senses.