Should've Seen It Coming {Kessa}

[Izzy James]

Izzy's burger suddenly had ketchup on it. Not exactly an abnormal occurrence, given that it was a burger, but he hadn't put the ketchup there. In fact, he'd gone out of his way to avoid the ketchup. It always reminded him of blood, and who wanted that on the food that used to be an animal a few months ago? Izzy wasn't a vampire, hence the aversion. But back to the ketchup on the burger: it had been launched. In fact, Izzy had a feeling that the ketchup wasn't going to be the first thing.

He slowly looked up from the burger, trying to figure out how exactly the ketchup had gotten there. A student, obviously, though there was always at least one professor/teacher/whatever they felt like calling themselves that was willing to do something along this. The real question was simple: how had Izzy missed the ketchup coming? Had time skipped again? Or was there a robot meddling with his brain?

"It's always the robots," he muttered, half joking. There was a student holding up another container of ketchup and taking aim toward a student, one that Izzy vaguely recalled seeing in class before. A redhead. A moderately cute redhead, if you asked Izzy. A moderately cute redhead who was about to have red sauce flung at her.

"Watch out!" yelled Izzy, flinging his hand forward. Supposedly he could concentrate and manipulate time. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite sure how that worked, and the whole control issue, was, let's just say out of his grasp. so there might have been a slight temporal anomaly in a forward moving direction. It might have involved some flying ketchup. It might have been zooming toward the girl...

[Kessa Westwood]

Kessa's day wasn't going very well, not only did she not get any sleep that night but she fell asleep in class that bought her a trip to the office, they warned her and told her if she didnt get the proper amount of sleep they would send her to the infirmary the next time around.

Kessa had alot on her mind so when she went to the cafe walking into the middle of a food fight was not one of them.

Even before she could get food, she was suddenly pushed out of the way by a boy student, she almost fell to the ground but mange only to fall to her knees, the boy to her back, she turned to face him and just as she did so a splat of ketchup blotted her face.

She yelled out loud "WHAT THE F**K!"

[Izzy James]

Okay, so really, Izzy shouldn't feel all that guilty. He hadn't been the one launching the ketchup, and he'd really tried to stop it. Really he had. Honest. But there'd been this whole time skipping thing, and Izzy really, really sucked at the whole control issue.

"It came from that guy!" yelled someone. Most likely the person who'd actually done the flinging of the condiment, considering that he was pointing directly at Izzy. Izzy was staring at him, spending several crucial seconds trying to figure out who the other guy was pointing at. By the time Izzy figured out it was him, which involved Izzy pointing at his chest, it was much too late. The damage had been done.

"No, it wasn't me!" he tried. "I was, you know, waving my hands and trying to get it to stop! Seriously!"

And he totally looked innocent too, what with the ketchup on his own burger and a handful of people backing up the other guy. It really sucked to be the new kid on campus.

[Kessa Westwood]

Her face reddened with anger, if she could really blow her top it would have hit the ceiling right now, she got up off of her knees and her eyes showed no remorse.

Kessa looked at the kids pointing at this one kid, the kids pointing laughed while this one kid looked like he would pee in his pants even thou this one kid had evidence she knew from experience that those guilty would be the ones pointing fingers and they are very lucky she couldn’t shot them right then and there.

She wiped her face, looked at Izzy and sat down near him, she could feel most of the students staring at her, but at that point she didn’t care she had other things on her mind other then some stupid kids playing there childhood little pity games.

Kessa stared at her food and just could not get herself to come to eat any of it. She looked at Izzy wondering what his story was, she spoke almost at a whisper to him “So your new aren’t you? What can you do?”