"Hey, Edna..."
The geek girl looked up from her locker to see her best friend smiling down sympathetically at her. Ruthie Hayes, Edna's best, closest and possibly only friend since kindergarten. Throughout all the horrible years, Ruth had always been there for Edna and stood up for her whenever she couldn't herself.
"Oh, hey Ruthie..." Edna replied, casually adjusting her purse, making sure the precious contents inside was safe.
"You okay?" Ruth's eyes worriedly examined Edna. "You always wear that shirt when you're depressed."
Edna looked down to see a black shirt with Death Note written across it in bold white letters. She also wore some tight shorts and flip flops, very odd for her usual ensemble, but today would be an unusual day.
"I know. But, I promise, I'm fine."
Edna cracked a fake grin. Ruthie crossed her arms, a mischievous smile playing across her lips.
"Are you just trying to convince me you're fine? 'Cause y'know, it's not working very well for ya."
"Trust me."
Edna shrugged and began walking, her much taller friend following behind. The smaller girl easily worked her way through the crowd of students, her goal just a few yards away. It was a few minutes before first bell, but a few minutes was all she need to enact her plan.
"I believe today is going to be better than last night, a whole lot better..."
Edna almost cackled as she came upon Heather and her group of follow-arounds leaning against some lockers. The diva locked down at the short girl with a smirk, easily almost a whole torso and head taller than her.
"Hey there, Edna, " said Heather. She greeted Edna with a smirk on her plump pink-coated lips, blowing an equally pink bubble and popping it before continuing to chew her gum. "Weird...you don't smell like shit today."
That sent the entire group of Heather's girls into an uproar.
"I just wanted to give you a chance to apologize, " Edna replied monotonously, her hand slowing inching towards her purse.
"Apologize?" said Heather, mimicking the word as cruelly as possible, spitting it out along with her wad of gum at Edna's face. "I'm not apologizing for anything. In fact, you should apologize to me for walking up like you actually have something important to say."
Another roar of giggles. Heather settled them down with a wave of her finely manicured hand. Edna wiped the gum off, smiled as sweetly as he could, and reached into her bag.
"I was so hoping you were going to say that..."
Edna slowly pulled out her size changing device and Heather's eyes widened in fear.
"You...brought a gun to school?!" Heather screeched just as the bell for first period rang.
Nobody would hear her over the ringing and the sound of the crowd. Edna had the perfect shot.
"Oh, it's not just any gun....it's a SIZE gun!"