Usually no one will be counted in the evening and at night, but in Monster High this is the usual thing.
Ketty, Twyla and Invizi Billy, members of the club are invisible, stayed in the class after lessons at the request of the school principal, Bladget. This trio, engaged not only in invisibility issues, but also in charge of other school activities, they were now sitting in the classroom and doing their own thing.
The class was similar to all the rest, the usual school class, except that the situation in the classroom is somewhat different - quiet, homely and calm.
The walls were painted in a discreet greenish tone, and the shadows left on the walls a salad spot. The floor was covered with wooden parquet. Under the wall stood a bookcase shaped like a coffin, and on the wall hung a cork board for announcements, posters were posted, and in the center stood standard school desks. Above the door was the inscription "Club of Invisibles."
Two monsters, sitting opposite each other, and tensely looked into each other's eyes. We watched in silence for a long time and did not come off.
All! Twyla lost, I saw her blink! "said Kathy.
Really? Nothing like this!
Twyla was already upset, ready to admit defeat, but the desire to win at least once pushed her to unprecedented obstinacy.
Well, it's time for me, my taxi has already arrived, - Catti Noir, took her purse and headed for the exit
Who is with me? I can give you a ride.
Yes, now I'm going - Billy got up from the chair and rubbed his eyes - I will not stay in school any more on the order of Bloodgud. Never!
No, let's overplay! Last time, please! - upset Twyla, looked sad vzladom on the guy invisible.
I'm late, waiting for me - Kathy intervened and opened the door.
Replay? This is the fourth time already! - Bilia arched an eyebrow and looked at Twyla.
Well, last time and all! Four is my lucky number!
You said the same thing and for the third time - the cat grinned - I'm sorry, but I'm really late. Till tomorrow! Kathy ran out into the corridor, leaving the door open.
An awkward silence hung in the air. The room became even darker than before. Billy closed the door and sat down at the desk again.
Last time and home.
Last time, "Twyla smiled.
At the expense of three. One two...
Three!
Billy and Twyla looked at each other again.
Well, when will you finally blink? - the girl was indignant.
You will not get it! -similarly parried her Billy.
Well, let me win at least once! - groaned Twyla. Her eyes were already beginning to cling, as if she were a chronic alcoholic.
A few minutes later, it was a pity on Twyla to look, and then Billy decided to succumb to her so that she would not torment them both, and they finally could go home.
Yes! You blinked, I saw! I won, it's clear !? "Twilah rejoiced, getting up from her chair.
Yes, so be it - Billy looked away and took the desk keys from the desk.
What do you mean "let"? I honestly won, "Twyla repeated, smiling.
Only once in four.
So what? "Twyla answered and opened the door." Well, are we going, loser? " She winked at Billy.
Do you think I'm a loser? snapped Billy, alluding to Twilah's past losses.
So, you want to try again? Come on, I'd love to.
No, that's enough. I do not want to watch you torture yourself.
Billy began to fold the books into his backpack.
This is where did you begin to feel sorry for me? asked Twyla.
Because I care about you, Billy looked down.
Why? - Twilah asked him in confusion - I did not care about you. I ... it was equal - Twyla, too, dropped her eyes.
But I do not care. Because you are not indifferent to me - Billy, putting backpack back on the desk, hugged her by the shoulders.
Surprised Twyla, at first, tried to push him away, not understanding what was happening. But somewhere in the depths of her soul, she had long dreamed about this, so she did not resist very long. Billy gazed tenderly at her tired big beautiful eyes and, lifting her head to the chin, gently kissed her lips. Finally, he did what he had long dreamed of.