"I think I can whip something up. A bible you say? Those can be pretty big." Misha replied mentally checking off the ingredients they would require.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Dedric's eyes were everywhere at once assessing the situation and the people around him. He didn't trust his fellow students in a regular high school, the girl slung under his arm having been bullied by enough of her peers. These people weren't even human, but neither were they any more.<br/><br/>He was jostled out of his musings by someone running into him and their gruff 'watch it'. "You watch it." He snapped back to the other boy his grey eyes trying to glare daggers into him. In prior schools most people kept their distance automatically, the only ones who would try something were the ones who deserved what they got.