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"Dammit, Jen! Get out of there, NOW! You're gonna use all the hot water!" Kymira was about at the end of her rope, and the sight of Jen's hand flipping her the bird from behind the shower curtain shortened the rope even more. "I. SAID. OUT!" After the massive paint skirmish, both Ho's were covered in Robin's Egg blue. Kymira had made a mad dash to get the shower first, but Jen had beat her by less than three feet. Most of her mess was on her head and face, while Jen's had ended up all down her back and across her neck and shoulders. The paint was beginning to dry, and Kymira was itchy.

Finally, Jen figured she had made her now irate roomie seethe long enough. Turning off the water, she yanked a towel around herself and climbed out of the shower. Kymira shot her a dirty look as she exited the room.

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The General was having a bad week. Just when it seemed like life on campus was returning to normal, someone else would go off their rocker. The latest casualties were Emmy and Diebin. The fact that his staff was loosing it was disturbing, but he was surprised that he hadn't heard about the students. So far, the underclassmen on campus had been taking all this in stride. He had to admit, he was proud of them. Now, he needed to get the staff back in working order, no small task...

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The staff and students were almost ready for the bonfire. It promised to be an interesting time. Kymira was running late, thanks to Jen, and the shampoo was running out. This was not looking good...

"Jen! Come here!"

"What?"

"I don't think I got all the paint out. Take a look, huh?"

*rustle rustle* "Um, theres still some left back here." "Would you help me get it out, since it's your fault it's there?" "Mine? You started it!"

"Oh, shut up and help me!"

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The General was just about to go vanquish the evil Martha, when a bloodcurdling screech grabbed his attention. "Not now..." he growled when he saw Jen tear by him, clutching a long lock of arburn hair. Not more than a second later, he saw Kymira fly by, brandishing a pair of scissors and screaming at the top of her well trained lungs. "Jen! How dare you?!! I'm gonna kill you!" The General shook his head. "First the staff, now the students. So much for the underclassmen keeping sanity." With a grudging sigh, he took off after the frosh pair.

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The bonfire was in full swing. All the staff and students had made contributions to the blaze, but there was a notable exception. Kymira was nowhere to be found. The General had tried to locate her, but she had hidden herself well. Jen was feeling bad, but she thought the Ho dserved it. Needless to say, the General had had serious talk with the freshman about her behaviour. Everyone was enjoying the warmth of the fire, when a collective gasp ran through the students. There, at the end of the crowd was a figure clad in red. Red leather, no less. Kymira made her way to the edge of the fire, leaving aghast students and staff in her wake. It was common knowledge that Kymira was never seen in colors other than green or black. Kymira was straight faced as she gave her offering to the fire. With a flick of her wrist, she threw the remains of her long arburn hair into the fire. Now that the shock had worn off, everyone saw that she no longer had her trademark locks. She now bore a short cap of hair, a la Winonna Ryder. The General could only shake his head, puzzled. First, Emmy's tiara, now this. He would never figure these women out. "I swear, sanity is a rare commodity on this campus..."

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