I sat on the sickbed, sulking. "You can't make me leave," I complained.
"C'mon, Festus!" đã đưa ý kiến the stronger twin. "We can set ngọn lửa, chữa cháy to mentally handicapped children! hoặc whatever goths do for fun."
The taller twin elbowed him.
"Look, Festus," đã đưa ý kiến Tall. "You can walk out, hoặc we can put bạn in a bubble and float bạn out."
Strong folded his arms and stood behind Tall like Mr. Creaux did when Mrs. Sueland yelled at me.
"Fine," I grumbled.
I put the mui xe of my new áo choàng over my head as we went outside.
"Why is it so bright here?" I asked, annoyed.
"This IS the city of Light," answered Tall.
"And there's a miniature sun in the square," added Strong.
"Whatever," I đã đưa ý kiến angrily. "What is it bạn brought me out here for, anyway?"
"TRAINING!" yelled Strong as an icicle hurtled toward my head.
I threw my hands up to protect myself, and was met with ngọn lửa, chữa cháy coming from the tips of my fingers.
"Woah," I exclaimed. "That's new."
"It would also explain why he wrote 'BURN, BURN, BURN' in his notebook so many times," đã đưa ý kiến Strong.
"Who's 'Carla'?" asked Tall.
I burned the notebook.
"Your faces are next," I warned.
"Well if bạn HAVE to burn our faces," started Tall "At least know our names. I'm Tydus."
"And I'm Torren," added Str-... Torren.
"Does everyone here have some sort of nature-pun in their name?" I asked. "TorrenT? TYDus? OCEANius?"
They looked at each other for a bit. "I never noticed before," answered Tydus.
"It doesn't matter," I mumured. "When can I set ngọn lửa, chữa cháy to my High School?"
"When I can impale my nemesis with an icicle. So never," answered Tydus.
"Or when I can marry Artemis," joked Torren. The two laughed.
"Who's 'Artemis'?" I asked.
They stared at me like I was the crazy one with a weird name.
Wait.
Nevermind.