It's my first ever fanfic. I'm not planning on making creative writing a career or anything, so don't bother writing huge long reviews. But I still like feedback.

It was another bright sunny Thursday at Third Street Elementary. It was five minutes before the bell rang for the end of School. Ms. Grotke was teaching math in her own unique style.

"Let's say that Americans' intake of hamburgers decreases from 5,000,000 burgers to 4,000,000 because of new findings that hormone-raised beef is harmful to your health and unethical. How much percent did intake decrease by?"

Gretchen was the only one in Ms. Grotke's class that could answer a question like this, and she was out with the flu, along with Spinelli.

"Anyone? Come on people! Only five minutes left for the chance for a gold star!"

A cough was heard in the room. Ms. Grotke sighed.

"Well, I might as well get into your homework. You're going to each have partners and present a poster on what you think the future will look like. I'll pass out some sheets which will explain it a little more. On the sheets is your partner. Oh, and it's due Next Monday." The class groaned. Ms. Grotke handed out some sheets, and then the bell rang. Everyone started to leave, and T.J. was the last out. "Oh, T.J! I almost forgot." Ms Grotke called.

"Yes Ms. Grotke?"

"You live close by Gretchen and Spinelli right? Could you take these sheets to their houses?"

"Uh, I guess." T.J. grabbed the sheets from Ms. Grotke. She smiled warmly.

"Oh, I knew I could count on you T.J.! There's some nasty flu going around, but maybe you could also check how they're feeling. As a reward I'll let you work with both of them. You'll get it done in no time!"

T.J. beamed. He was thinking about how good his project would be with his two good friends. With Spinelli's drawing skills and Gretchen's technical smarts, their project was gonna rock!

"Absolutely Ms. Grotke. Any time you want to team me up with two of the guys you just name your price". T.J. ran out the door. "Have a good day T.J.!" Ms. Grotke called. Though he got average scores, T.J. was without a doubt her favorite student.

Outside the front doors Gus, Vince and Mikey were waiting. They started walking with him.

"Hey T.J," Gus said. "Why are you carrying three of those sheets?"

"I gotta go and deliver 'em to Gretchen and Spinelli. They're out with the flu."

"Oh, those poor souls!" Mikey exclaimed, his hands in the air. "Not the flu!"

"Hey, I feel sorry for them too." Vince said. "But I just had one really bad day of the flu, and it was gone the next. I think they should be fine by tomorrow."

"You're right, Vince-meister" T.J. said, his hands in his pockets. "But I'm looking forward to when they do. Ms. Grotke paired us all together in the same group."

"Nice! Your project is going to rock, Teej!" Gus smiled.

"My thoughts exactly, Gus." T.J. said with a sly smile.