Over at the milkshake machine is another student Tyler, an elite capable of creating and manipulating fire, he glances over his shoulder, "Hey, hey James, whassup man, looks like Dr. Simmons finally let up on his punishments, eh? Man that was triple harsh, and then I couldn't ven get to that club, I was like damn... this sucks..."
Kiyana nods, "Ahh yeah, I am sorry to hear that Tyler, it was kind of our fault, but well I am sure this restriction can't last forever, yes?"
Tyler sighs, "Yeah I hope not, I need to like get out, and well see what is up on the dance scene..."