Running toward the window, Cathrine swore as she saw the blonde wasn't on the sill. Looking out she saw a nerdy girl below with long brown hair brushing away at her head. Finally she watched as her and her shorter blonde friend began to stomp away at something in the grass, she could only imagine.
Quickly Cat turned and began toward the hall. The others didn't stand much of a chance at getting away. The bratty one was easy to catch, she seemed more content to tell Cat off than run. Her goth friend put up the most fight, batting at Cathrines smooth dark fingers as they slowly wrapped around her black trenchcoat. Finally, the red head and hispanic girl were plucked up between her huge fingers and dropped in her giant purse she had opted to bring intstead of her backpack. The pink flap closed over the three screaming girls and Cathrine grined broadly.
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