Well, wasn't this turning into a circus..Moaning Myrtle..MOANING MYRTLE?!! The ghost who could NOT sing...AT ALL.

Elliot glared at her..disrupting class..learning was ACTUALLY trying to happy, you know! Hmph. She crinkled her nose and tried to pay attention...but then...the professor started yelling, too! WELL THEN!

Hmph.

Myrtle's bathroom was flooded? O___O Fishy, really...it was...and then..Elliot felt it. The coldness, the wetness..She yelped and jumped up..."PRofessor! PROFESSOR! IT'S FLOODING!" she shouted, standing on her chair in order to get out of the...creepy grey water's way! She was too pretty for this!

TOO PRETTTTTTY!