I blew air out of my mouth as I ran, my bookbag slung haphazardly across my back. It was my first day tutoring with Shadow, and I didn't want to be late. I slowed down once I got to the library, making sure not to knock anything over as I looked for him. He was sitting at a table in the very back of the library, seemingly dozing. Putting my bag down beside my seat, I plopped in the chair. One lazy red eye popped open and looked at me, then rolled.
"You're late," he observed, slightly frowning.
I huffed and placed my Algebra homework on the table, death-glaring at him from the corner of my eye. Right now my face was red as a tomato.
"You told me where, but not exactly when, so how can I be late?"
His mouth opened for a sharp retort, but before he could say anything, chattering could be heard drawing n