Chris grinned at his younger friend, grabbing him and holding him in a head-lock and messing up his hair.
"You a little devil, you know that?" He grinned, his back wet from where Mitchell had just put ice down it. The librarian told them off and Chris let go of him, smirking. He looked around the room, spotting a younger girl standing behind a shelf, watching someone. He tapped her on the shoulder. "Has anyone ever told you that stalking is illegal?"
Mitchell grinned back at Chris, tidying his hair back to its normal sweep. He shoved his hand in his deisel jeans, following him over to an girl about his age. She was pretty, he thought, smiling at her.
"Hey, my name is Mitchell. Ignire him, he is an idiot." He told her in his strong British accent.