Welcome to my new story! It's going to be a long one. And there will be drama! There will be suspense! There will be twists and turns! And you'll be sent on a rollercoaster of emotions, some of which you have yet to experience! Or maybe not, I dunno….

Anyways, like all of my other stories, titles of future chapter are posted on my profile so if you want a little sneak peak of future chapters, there it is. Titles of chapters ALWAYS have something to do with the chapter. This chapter in particular is short, but every chapter after will be long.

Lastly, unlike my other stories there will be no romance or pairing going on here. I really want to write a story without having to think about who i'm pairing who up with. Without any ado...

Read On!

Sitting the sixth grade class at Third Street elementary were children how were all waiting anxiously for the bell to ring, signaling recess. If you were a new student in this class, who would not notice that one of the students was missing. This student was not only missing from his class, but was also missing from his group as well.

It all started halfway through fifth grade.

The first incident started innocently enough in the fifth grade; TJ, Spinelli, Vince, Gretchen, Mikey, and Gus were tired of only being allowed to play with the worn out and deflated balls on the playground. So they planned to break into the room that Ms. Finster kept the good balls away from the kids. Unfortunately, Randall was snooping on them, and snitched their whole plan to Ms. Finster, getting them in trouble. By the second recess, they had come up with a plan to get back at him for what they did. The plan was to build a sling for him to walk over. Once he did, it would be triggered, and he would be sent flying into a deep mud puddle. What wasn't anticipated were the other kids running around on the playground.

A large group of children ran right over their trap, and were sent flying into the mud. They landed in a pile with elbows and knees connecting with jaws and backs, leaving them bruised and scraped. Quickly, they ran over to the kids, and helped them up out of the pile. However, before he reached the fallen kids, TJ stopped and smiled at the scene in front of him.

It wasn't a normal smile like a child might get after they had found an extra piece of candy, or if they'd done better on a quiz than they thought. That was a sick and twisted smile that should never be on the face of a child. Before his friends asked him what was wrong, he continued on and helped the kids out of the pile, trying his very best not to smile. After a few day's he completely forgot about it.

The second incident didn't go unnoticed. It was April, and for some reason, everyone wanted to play on Old Rusty. Since it was so crowded on and around the jungle gym, the gang as well as a few other kids chose not to play on it. Instead, the six friends decided on a five-on-one basketball game, with TJ, Spinelli, Gretchen, Mikey and Gus playing against Vince. Like always, Vince was winning 52 to 0. But that fact was completely forgotten when the sound of metal bending filled their ears. Turn around they watched as the jungle gym swayed, and saw the frightened faces of the kids that were hanging onto the structure. Because Old Rusty was rebuilt last year with the same old and rusted parts, the structure wasn't much better off than before.

They watched in horror as the structure finally fell over with a loud metallic bang. Soon the sound of cries of pain filled the playground air. They were stuck where they stood, unable to move because of the shock they felt. They were only brought out of it by the nearby sound of laugher. Turning around toward the laughter, they could see TJ hunched over, trying not to laugh harder than he already was.

"What's so funny?" Spinelli asked him. He continued to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Asked Vince,

"N-nothing," Said TJ as he wiped away the tears laughing so hard produced. "C'mon, let's go help them…"Chuckling as we walked towards the pile of twisted metal and children with the others following, confused.

Looking back on that, the rest of the gang thought that they should've suspected something was going on. When they did finally did notice something was wrong, it was too late.

It was the summer between fifth and sixth grade for the group, and they were playing another 5-on-1 game of basketball in the park. Somehow the basketball bounces off the court and away from the group. They chased it as it bounced out of the park and onto a bridge above a road. They tried to grab the ball but couldn't, and watched as it bounced over the edge. The next thing they heard was the sound of a windshield breaking and a car swerving on the road below. Looking over the edge, they watched as the oncoming cars crash into the car that had their ball stuck in the windshield, creating a pile up. The gasped at the freak accident below them, only to be distracted at the manic laughter behind them. Turning around they looked at TJ who was leaning against the guardrail, laughing as if he heard an extremely funny joke.

"What are you laughing at?" Vince asked him. He continued to laugh.

"Do you think this is funny?" Spinelli asked him. He nodded.

"It's not funny, TJ!" Mikey told him. "Those people are probably hurt!"

"I-I know…," Said TJ as he tried to stop laughing. "But it's still funny…." He continued to laugh in front of his friends.

"What is with you?" Asked Vince. "This is serious!"

"N-no it's not! Just look!" He pointed over the edge of the bridge and the others looked. They watched as the drivers and passengers of the cars got out their cars unharmed by the accident. "They're fine!"

"That doesn't mean its okay to laugh at it!" Said Gretchen.

"Okay," TJ said, calming himself down. "Okay, I'm wrong for laughing. But none of them are hurt. C'mon, we all have to be home before the street lights come on." Walking away from the scene, the others exchanged confused looks from what had just happened.

The final straw for the rest of the group happened the first day of school for them in the sixth grade. It was lunch time, and like all other school lunches, the students found he food to be barely edible. However, something about the way this lunch tasted was off. The gang sat at their table, poking at their food. After one bite, they thought something was suspicious. They weren't willing to take another bite.

"Something's wrong with the food," Gus said. "I wonder what."

"Maybe they changed the ingredients over the summer," Gretchen suggested.

"Or maybe it tastes weird because we haven't tasted it since last year," Said Mikey.

"Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick," Said a kid across the cafeteria. Holding his stomach in pain, he ran out of the cafeteria to the boys room. Soon the other students complained of the same thing and ran towards the bathroom. Watching the other students push each other out of the way to get to the bathroom, Spinelli, Gretchen, Vince, Gus, and Mikey heard the same laughter from a few weeks ago during summer break. Like before they turned and saw TJ laughing at the other kids misfortune.

"It's not funny!" Spinelli yelled at him. "They're sick!"

"No their not," TJ told her in between laughs. "It's just laxative, they'll be fine. In about an hour!" He continued to laugh, grabbing his sides as they began to hurt from laughing so hard.

"You ate some too!" Vince said him.

"No I didn't! I brought my own lunch today, but you guy's ate the school lunch!" Realising what he said was true, the rest of the gang looked at one another and started to become aware of what their stomachs felt like. So far nothing happened and they felt completely normal, but they each still took a bite of the food and were on alart for anything that felt strange.

"You poisoned us?" Spinelli snapped at him. He nodded, holding back his laugh through a smile.

"Why would you do such a thing?" Mikey asked him.

"It's free game," Said TJ. "I would be playing favorites if I didn't!"

"I've just about had it you and your sick jokes!" Spinelli yelled at the laughing boy. "Until you start acting sane again, don't expect us to hang around with you!" She got up from her seat at the table and walked away with the others following in agreement.

That was the last time they would hang out for a very long time.