[h1][center][color=DarkSlateGray].:Kyle Anderson:.[/color][/center][/h1]

[color=DarkSlateGray] [i]‘Someone is laughing at me, I just know it’[/i][/color] Kyle complained silently as he opened another one of the cupboards to make sure someone wasn’t hiding in it. He had cleared most of the room by this point, thought he hadn’t found anyone or anything to point him in the right direction.

With a sigh he closed the cupboard, super powered hide and seek wasn’t the easiest thing to do, especially when he didn’t know what the hider could do. He hadn’t seen any one moving around either, helped having eyes in the back of his head. Turning he started walking towards the back of the class room, there was a bunch of packed up supplies as well as a few mannequins that he could see[color=DarkSlateGray] [i]‘Not a lot of space to hide but who knows…’[/i] [/color]

He was only a few steps from being able to spot Meredith, when the door to the class opened. Stopping Kyle turned to look at who was opening the door.  The turn came at a bad time however, for as he turned there was a sharp tug on his leg. This caused his to go spinning to the ground, as he was turning one way when he was jerked the other way rather forcefully, quite unexpectedly and completely uncontrollably. 

[color=DarkSlateGray] [u][b]“Oww”[/b][/u] [/color] the now floored youth said after a moment. Looking back at the door he noticed two students had walked in, most likely just in time to see him get tripped in quite the spectacular fashion. He also noticed an older person just floating near the back of room, figuring they all just showed up in time, just in time to witness his embarrassment he let out another sigh louder this time. [color=DarkSlateGray] [u][b]“I don’t suppose you know who just tripped me do you?“[/b][/u][/color] He asked still on the floor as at least here who ever it was could sneak up behind him when he was down here.

It wasn't all bad however as he was falling his extra eyes were able to notice the tendril that was wrapped around his leg and had most likely caused his fall. so as he laid on the ground a few more small eyes blinked open on his leg that the tendril had snagged and watched the offending appendage closely, he may have been grounded but he wanted to know who had been messing with him, though he was getting the feeling that there wouldn’t be much that he could do to get back at them at this point.