Any good humor that may have survived the morning had fled with the little walk and the impatience I felt. It was cold for one thing and I was freezing. I wanted desperately to get to class just because in theory it would be warm.<br/><br/>The boys came forward and I caught the surprised look on their faces. Great I though sarcastically wondering what was next and why I was being made to loiter outside some building.<br/><br/>The woman Rogers the one just under the head mistress came over "Hair pulling must be a thing here" I said under my breath rolling my eyes shaking my head once more in vain to trying to loosen his grip. He picked one of the few things I'm particular about, and to think I'd actually done my hair today so much for it looking OK.<br/><br/>I eyed the woman and the student I didn't immediately recognize. She tugged the girls hair sharply and I waited to see the girls reaction curious to see their relationship.