Zail flailed a little as his cheeks were pinched. "Wh-what do you mean I'm your sister's type?" he asked, watching Lucy let go of his cheeks. He gently rubbed them a bit. Zail glanced around for his clock, and gasped at the time.
8:15.
School started at 8:20.
Zail started to panic a bit, and he began rushing around in order to get ready. In moments he had brushed his teeth, put his shoes on, and brushed his hair just enough. Everything but eat breakfast, which he usually did. "I'm gonna be so late!" Zail frowned, starting to rush out the door. In doing so, he purposely knocked his head on the door itself as 'punishment' for being so careless that he might be late again.