Leonard finished dressing and packing up, although his socks were mismatched, it wasn't like anyone was going to care really. They were just socks afterall.
"Here goes nothing." He held up the rock and concentrated. "I wish I was at school right now."
Having possessed it past midnight, it's 3 wish counter had been reset.
Why he didn't just wish to be at school 20 minutes ago is anyone's guess. He suddenly felt a flash consume the room, and when he opened his eyes again he was
in the hallway, right as, Max Fairwell was running towards him. He was toppled instantly like a tackled quartback, sending both Leonard and Max into disarray across
the hallway floor.
"M-max?"
"What the, it's you! You dweeb, I oughta make you puke up your lu-" He was cut off and irked by the neck as Nicole grabbed them both by the neck collar, looking
glaringly over at them both. "Save it Maxxie boy." Nicole started dragging them to the detention room, where they'd be kept out of the rest of the pep rally and homeroom after.
She turned to Leonard and pinched his cheek. "And you Leonard, we'd think you would know better than to get out of trouble by now." She brushed his hair and caressed him just gently enough,
before resuming carrying them both off. "W-we'd?" He ignored that weird bit of affection, searching his pockets and sleeves. "Oh, on s-shit, I must've dropped the-" He looked to his side.
"What was that?" Nicole asked.
"Nothing."
Must have dropped my wishing rock.
