"I wouldn't be surprised if it was held out on the pitch. All the more reason to have us running more laps." It made the most sense to her if they were already outside. Rylee spotted the twitch of Nathan's lips almost instantly and gave him a grin. That was all.

The teen almost laughed at the look on the older boys face. "I dance and I play Quidditch. You know that. Running helps keep me fit and it keeps me focused. It also helps clear my head." And as of lately there's been a lot going on in this head of hers. "Of course I do. Glitter, jewelry, accessorizing with flower crowns... dancing and singing that's me. Being told I can't be myself no-" Rylee was mid rant when she heard someone behind them talking about HIM feeling frustrated.

Whoa.

WAIT. WHAT?!

Rylee blinked. Blue-gray eyes looked up at the man that had taken over Professor Stewart's position when she was rudely fired. He was frustrated?! They weren't even doing anything! "Sir, we weren't the ones that did this. Shouldn't the one that painted it be the one to clean it?" Punishing the wrong students was not the best was to go about this.