 Fluttery Pegasi
Haddie shivered and muttered curses under her breath not suitable for the tender aged ears of her peers. She was still a distance away and out of earshot of the Child Hater, but she wouldn't be much longer. A few more steps and Haddie let her voice fall silent, only the clattering of her teeth could be heard now.
That. Man. Was. A. Sadist.
This was conclusive proof of that. The entire year to hold a lesson at the lake, those warm summer days that started the school year, or the warm summer days that will close it, any one of those would have been appropriate. But, nope. Professor Surly-pants picks the middle of the winter. The young Californian was not pleased. It didn't matter how much she layered or how much she bundled up, the cold got in. It always did. And this was only her second winter outside of California, so no, she wasn't used to it yet.
Haddie was cold, tired, uncomfortable and cranky. Not a good combination for her. There was no love in her eyes for the man as she approached. He looked as smug as ever, no doubt loving how miserable the children were. Why the man ever became a teacher is beyond her. Though whether or not he was a teacher and not some insidious creature like that Hag, feeding off the misery of children was still up for debate in her mind. "Drapes," she muttered in greeting. She said it distinctly as if it were one of those curses she had been muttering just out of earshot. Haddie found a seat, and as usual, couldn't help herself. "Planning on leaving anyone else frozen stiff today? You know, like you have in the past?"
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