• Lucy was attempting to cope with the extreme, and growing disatifactory she felt as she tried to focus on her work, but the uncomtrouble feeling kept her mind on one thing: the bathroom. She finally jumped up from her desk and ran to the teacher, his head down, correcting papers. She hesitated, but then finally asked, "U-Um... May I go to the restroom..?" She asked with a warm, innocent tone. THe teacher looked up at her, and simply replied in a mutual tone, "Why of course, Lucy." He could feel her growing impatience. Lucy gave a bow of respect, as she was always a polite, but not always brightest girl. She ran out the door, grabbing a pass from the table. It was nicley finished with a coat of polyurithane, and in gold letters it had read: "GIRLS LAV PASS." As she ran out the door into the hallway crowded with people, that sweet smile that could warm up the coldest of hearts had disappeared, and that impatience with a growing uncomftrobility simply vanished. Her hazelnut eyes grew a seemingly glowing amber, and began to resemble those of a cat about to pounce on it's prey. Everyone stopped in their tracks, and their eyes locked on this once completely harmless girl, captivated by her eyes now filled with ambition, and the golden locks that hung, drooped over her shoulders. They seemed brain dead, as if a zombie had just sucked the life out of them. But alas, this is no real suprise... Because no one could resist the captivating glare... Of the beautiful bad one.