"Hey," Tina said, strolling over, clutching a bunch of balloons like they were life rafts. "Hey, how are you?" I asked casually, edging away from the potential murder scene. "Less likely to end up in a hospital, that's for sure," she said, gesturing towards Fred, Sophia, and Somiya with her chin. We both burst out laughing. "Seriously, I think they're fueled by pure chaos," I added, watching as Fred yelped and Sophia chased him, a look of pure, unadulterated glee on her face. And there was Somiya cheering them on.
"One, two, three, one, two, three!"
Every head swiveled, eyes darting around the hall, a collective search party for the unseen voice. Suddenly, a sharp knocking sound echoed through the hall, followed by a pained "Ouch!" Every single one of us froze, desperately trying to pinpoint the source of the voice.
