•Wings•

Volume 1: Flight . Chapter 3: The Pompous Trio

As Simon and Icarus walk up to the hall. A commotion of students blocked the entrance.

Icarus and Simon look at each other with confusion written on their faces.

"L-Leave me alone…" a voice sounds out from the crowd of students.

"That voice…" Icarus whispers in a quiet tone.

Simon and Icarus both nod at one another in an understanding agreement; both instinctively pushing through the crowd towards the amicable voice.

"Freya are you alright what's going on?" Icarus asks wearily.

"Icarus...Simon!?" Freya asks, a hint of a whimpering still lingers in her tone of voice expression filled with worry.

"Why if it isn't little poor Ouranos." An insidious voice sounded from behind him.

Icarus grimaces in distaste.

"Benjamin," Icarus mutters with disdain.

"How did someone as low class as you get into a school like this, hmm?" Chad says sarcastically and menacingly.

Chad, Benjamin, and Conner A.K.A The three stooges snicker.

"Same as you, and everyone else at this school" Icarus replies, shoving off the question.

"Why you! How Dare A Rat Like You Compare Yourself To I Chad V. Polanski The Heir And First Born Son To The Polanski Fortune You Ingrate !" Chad spouts with venom.

"Now, Now Polly and BenBen don't get your panties in a twist, come on, we all know each other here," Simon says nonchalantly, stepping up next to Icarus with a smirk twisted on his face.

"Shut Your Filthy Mouth Mutt." Benjamin sneers.

"Won't dude calm down" Simon articulates as he rolls his eyes, his hand raised in a defensive position.

Conner clicks his tongue in disgust as he steps up in front of Simon.

Simon's eyes grow a glent as Conner scowls at him out of repulsion.

"Connie, so nice to see you, how long has it been?" Simon says approaching Conner.

"f**k Off! Bright this has nothing to do with you." Conner states out of annoyance.

Simon's fondness does not falter as his movements quicken.

"Come now don't be so mean ConCon why are you acting as if we are foreign to one another you're making me feel neglected" Simon addresses with a pouty articulation stopping to look slightly downwards at dinner.

" You and I have no affiliation with each other and never have, so how about you back the hell off." Conner sneers in response as he crosses his arms out of irritation.

" you've always been a grumpy pants haven't you *sigh* you'll never change" Simon shakes his had in a disapproving motion.

"Bastard do you wanna--!" Before Conner could finish he was cut off mid-sentence