Randall walked alone around the school canteen, with his voice recorder in hand.
He was yet again on the search, with Miss Finster once again awaiting his reports on the balcony overlooking the large room.
Randall tried to sneak up on all the gossip, approaching the Diggers, The Ashley's and anyone else he thought had rumours or anything worth reporting to Miss Finster.
However this day, he had finished without any luck.
He timidly approached Miss Finster.
"What have you got for me today, Randall?" she scoffed at him.
He hesitated; he knew that anything he had found out today wouldn't be good enough.
"Well, two second graders were caught fighting over collectable cards in the playground" he said, quietly.
Miss Finster replied after about ten seconds of silence.
"Hmmm, I'm disappointed in you Randall, I expected more from you. But, I suppose a replacement for your job would be the right thing to do' she said, the tone in her voice suggested that she wasn't joking.
Randall's face fell.
'No Miss Finster, please! I can do better, please give me another chance!" Randall pleaded, now gripping onto Miss Finsters leg.
She sighed.
"Alright Randall, you can have another chance, but you BETTER have more news for me by tomorrow lunchtime!" she snapped at him.
Randall gulped. He knew this task was not always easy.
At Recess, Randall entered the dark and gloomy room where the files were kept; one file for each and every student at 3rd Street School.
He quietly opened the large grey, steel drawers and started to flick through each folder.
He flicked through for about ten minutes, failing to find anything worth reporting.
Until he came across Ashley A's folder. He stopped, mouth open. He then lifted the folder. His shock suddenly turned to laughter as Randall had found out something shocking about Ashley Armbuster.
"This is brilliant! With proof such as this I could, dare I say it, rule the playground!"
He said triumphantly, as he left the dark room and headed for the playground to toy with the truth.