As the two entered into the dining hall, they were hit by the sound of laughter and cheering.
This part of the school was probably the oldest. It looked like it had been torn apart in a time warp. The school was old, built thousands of years ago. It had been designed by the famous architect Geoffrey Kimi’zari at the time of the great conflict between the Orc Alliance and the Elvin people. So the roof and halfway down was Orcan. Even Zedia could tell this because back then, if the Orcs gained control of something they would batter in great markings of the story of how they got it. Also it was all brown and made of wood. The bottom half was green and partially light blue to show that the Elves controlled it.
The two got into the line. A few minutes later, they heard banging and smashing from inside the kitchen. Mr Mince, the cook, had obviously lost his temper again. Last time he did this, he had been suspended from work for turning a pupil into a Wargals Tail surprise.
As Zedia and Blaze got to the serving window the noticed a cauldron flying towards them. They both ducked but it managed to clip Blaze across the forehead. He started to rub it. They each threw ninety-nine Kandras onto the steel counter, grabbed two Black Hoof pies and ran out of the dinner hall.
As Blaze threw his wrapper from the pie into the bin, they continued down the corridor.
They entered into the secondary ground. Immediately Zedia saw Flora come out of the infirmary.
“Wait here Blaze, I’ll be back in a minute,”
But Blaze was gone; he had gone to chat up a bunch of girls.
Zedia ran across the ground towards Flora.
“Flora! Flora! Wait,”
She turned to face him.
“Are you okay?” Zedia asked as he skidded to a halt.
“I’m fine,” she answered, although she didn’t look fine. She had reddish cuts around her eye from where the vines had clipped her, and a vague bruise on her cheek.
“Shouldn’t you have gone home?” Zedia asked staring at the cuts and bruises on her face. He winced.
“Probably… I was just about to leave, when Mrs Rzegula told the nurse that I had detention with her,” Flora answered.
“Oh, she told you that too?” Zedia said, “are you going?”
“Yeah! I want to know what happened to me earlier,”
“Where are you going?” Blaze had appeared out of nowhere, with a massive red mark on his cheek.
“Nowhere!” Zedia blurted.
“Oh! Come on Zed!” Blaze moaned.
Flora looked at Zedia, and Zedia looked back. Flora shrugged.
“Oh fine, just don’t be an idiot,”
Blaze put two fingers against his forehead, in a salute.
“You have my word, Dragon Scouts honour!” he said.
Zedia stared hard at the red mark.
“What happened to you?” He asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Blaze whined, looking over at a blonde hair girl, who smiled and waved sarcastically.
“You went to far again, didn’t you,” Zedia chuckled.
“Shut up!” Blazed exclaimed angrily.
Flora looked up at the school clock.
“Oh no! We’re late for Mysterious Creatures! Come on Zedia!” she took off flying.
“Boffin,” Blaze said.
“Just don’t say it to her face,” Zedia smiled.
“I’ll see you after next lesson,” Zedia said, walking away.
“Okay, see you,” Blaze said, walking the other way.