@pointsforbravery | starter "Want to say that again, Initiate?" Hands poised into knuckles against hips, deep chocolate eyes currently sharp and cutting as knives, the instructor eyed the young teenager up and down with a deep frown inset on her normally attractive face. The wannabe rebellious kid with his long blonde hair snapped his mouth shut upon seeing that the woman meant business, and he shook his head before ducking it downwards. "That's what I thought. Get to where you belong before I show you right out of this compound. And you won't be coming back." The three young men scurried away like chastised dogs with their tails between their legs, prompting a roll of the eyes from a highly unamused Melinda. "Perverts," she sighed to herself before placing her fingers against her temples and leaning back against the railing, her eyes closing as she attempted to relax a little. It had been a stressful week for her, having to deal with this new group of kids who had arrived. This year, they seemed to have a sassy, disrespectful group...not to mention a few rebels and some that were plain idiots. There were a few good eggs mixed in with the group, and Melinda hoped those were the ones that made it through.
