<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://103.imagebam.com/download/kqY9l6mJqj-j2z8p7yjzYQ/28158/281578978/post-40776-0-80587100-1380058930.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yolande Solomon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School corridor<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday 5th September, 11:00 am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Heather<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Damaging the building<br/><hr/><br/>Yolande didn't know how to response to the initial 'yikes'. She stayed quiet and smirked when the other girl claimed she nailed it. At least Heather seemed to be self-aware. That had to count for something. She became a little confused when Heather started explaining her words. Yolande knew what she met, she was just twisting the words against her. She was considering pointing that out when heather said bitch. The word cut into Yolande and she went very rapidly from rude to legitimately angry. She watched Heather walking away and muttered to herself.<br/><br/>"Calm, calm, calm Yolande."<br/><br/>Just enough that she could hear, but the words were inaudible to anyone else. She raised her hand behind Heather and felt the air. It would be so easy. But, at the last second, she lowered her hand and took two rapid steps towards the wall. In front of an entire corridor of people she lashed out suddenly. Her fist shattered the wood, and concrete behind it, like nothing. In a fraction of a second her forearm was almost embedded entirely in the wall. This one was going to be particularly impossible to carry off with any form of style. She grimaced, facing the wall, and yanked her arm back.<br/><br/>People were staring, and her heart momentarily sank. It stung to lose control like that, but it was probably due to years of concealing her powers from anyone and everyone. Now that she finally could afford to snap it felt so easy. Although she fully expected to wind up in trouble for her outburst. She'd never been one for controlling her temper. She stood in the corridor with brick dust and splinters on the floor. A few people had hurried away and a handful of others were just staring. Yolande herself stayed silent and wasn't sure whether to leave or wait for a teacher to arrive.