The first year ran down from the common room after her gecko. She hadn't considered the thing to be just as excited as her, once she had opened the cage door the tiny creature jump out and ran for it.

Peyton stopped in front of the leather couch and scanned the floor. Where was Iris? "IRIS!" she called. Were was that thing. The girl frowned and got on her knees to have a look under the couch. "Imma ground you." Oh yes, she was. No crickets for a week.

Apparantely, that wasn't going to work. "Come out, come out where ever you are." Usually that got the gecko's attention.

Hopefully, it wouldn't scare anyone.

HEHEHE!