Prolouge
"What's this about, Mr. Moon?"
"Well, kids, we're getting a transfer from Australia.
"Ah, we know. You say over announ-cement."
"Yes, well, I didn't want everyone to see this."
"Is this his file, sir? Are we even allowed to read it? We won't get in trouble, will we?"
"Calm yourself, Tooth. You really think he'd let us read it if we weren't allowed?"
"Now, now, kids. You're not getting what I wanted to show you."
"Let's see... Community service? Easter egg hunts, Children's Art Fairs..."
"That is what we are needing! She will make excellent addition!"
"Oh, now I get it! You think she can help us with this year's?"
"Well, yes. I've heard that he is an accomplished artist, and loves children as much as you all do."
"Oh, another boy..? I'm feeling a little outnumbered... Well, it's for the kids, right?"
"C'mon, guys, we gotta get to class. Sandy, can you think up a plan for..."
Once the group was out of earshot, Mr. Moon simply laughed.
"These kids don't know what they're in for." He sat back in his chair, flipping through the rest of the new student's file.