Creed disliked all of his human teachers. He also hated most of the student population. He felt sorry for Crystal, who kept getting asked where Brandon was. Multiple students tried to pull on Sue's silky black hair, only to face his wrath with a warning look to back off.
Creed sat in the classroom, tired and frustrated. He hid his head in his arms on his desktop.
Terrence stood in his usual spot on the roof, taking his usual smoke break. It can't be, he thought to himself as he looked out over the streets and spotted a figure coming toward the school. It is, his old friend. Terence rushed down the stairs, almost knocking over Miss Darlene, the principal, as he raced through the hall and out to the gate. "Vincent! Vincent!" he called, filled with surprise and enthusiasm.
"Terr
