Boom! Before Edna could get very far into her quest of sorts, a large black wall would soon appear in her way. She barely even having time to try and stop herself before her body would simply run into the side of it. She feeling the somewhat squishy feel of the wall give to her for a split second before she was rocketed back to the ground. As she would pick herself up, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head which had hit the ground. Edna would be left to very groggily stare up at what had just blocked her path, a sight which almost immediately made her lip quiver in fear. It was a shoe, an old beat up skater style shoe with an obviously faded, yet still there decal on the side of two simple letters "DC". Looking up higher, she could see the black skinny jeans, the black tanktop which was concealed under a lack leather jacket, the black messily kept hair. "T-...TRISH!" Edna would squeak allowed and near instantly cover her mouth as she let out far louder a noise than she had wanted.
Though fortunately with her small body, the noise didn't seem to reach Trish's ears, but this barely put Edna at ease as she found herself in this predicament. Trish after all was a delinquent punk, and far more scary than Heather even though she did tend to leave Edna alone in most cases. This didn't make Edna any less scared of the scrapper of a girl who got into more fights than anyone she knew and always came out on top. No matter against any of the girls or even the jocks who played football, she seemed near unstoppable in physical conflict. Though, that could be an asset to Edna in her current situation, after all, Trish could easily take care of Heather, granted she wasn't shrunk on the spot. Should Trish find her though, and Edna warned her to a degree, she would at least be prepared and less likely to be shrunk down. Though, she knew she couldn't trust Trish, there was no way to trust her.
It was clear to Edna that this girl had shown up late.....again. Having made her way to her locker in quite a rush, and it was easy to see from the look on her face, Trish was in a foul mood. So much so that when the hall monitor made her rounds amongst the school, she wouldn't even dare to try and question this punk. Though her presence hadn't went unnoticed to Trish who's green eye's soon found themselves locking onto the scared girl. "What the fuck are you looking at?! Trish would scream loud enough, the booming sound rocking Edna as Trish's voice would simply reverberate off the hallways walls. Trish would be far from done however as she simply turned and took a single step toward the Hall Monitor, causing the scared girl to simply run in the other direction as Trish would simply spit in disgust at the cowardly display.
Of course her actions hadn't left Edna alone, the step causing a tremor, and the small amount spit Trish had gathered in her mouth would cause a slight shadow to envelope Edna who found herself having to dive to the side to avoid getting caught in it. The Inch tall girl, whilst bigger than the glob which continued to bubble from the clear liquid which came from Trish. It was still rather intimidating to see something so insignificant from a normal human being that they often forget about it instantly, seeming to daunting now to her shrunken frame. It would quickly dawn on her, that she was in fact bigger than the wad of spit, and in being so, quite noticeable to the eye, and her sudden movement could very well have alerted her would be tormentor of her presence. Heart practically stopping in her chest, Edna would slowly turn her attention upward to see if she had been noticed...
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