Ches felt herself slipping into a daydream as the English teachers droned on and on about types of sentences. Her left side rested on the wall her desk was against, and her left arm propped up her head. She imagined she transformed into a miniature bird and flew out the window in a trail of bright colors. She soared above lakes and jungles, before resting on the back of an albino tiger.

"Ches!"

Her blue-green eyes flickered over to the teacher, Mr. B, and the rest of the class who must have been watching her for a couple minutes now.

"Ches, please recite one compound sentence."

She bit her lip before responding: "I started daydreaming, so I got in trouble."

Mr. B held her gaze for a moment before nodding. "Very good. Glad to see you're paying attention."

Ches smiled. Then her smile faded, and she had a feeling something odd was going to happen. She waved the feeling away, and gathered her papers into her binder. The lunch bell rang and she hurried out the door, and straight to the blue and white staircase, trying her best not to run into anyone on her way.

Half an hour later, Ches walked into her next class, Culinary Arts. Her friends, Sara, Lindsey, Taylor, and Cece, sat around her.

"Ches I love you!" Sara yelled, tackling Ches in her chair. Ches sighed, and waited for her to let go. After Sara released her, she tried unsuccessfully to strike up a conversation with Taylor, who seemed more interested in the homework assigned to him this morning.

Lindsey asked to borrow a pencil as class began. Before the teacher could utter a single word, a knock came from the back door. Mrs. Hoggatt groaned and followed the short hallway to the metal door leading outside.

Four people jumped into the classroom, led by a very short bald boy, about three feet tall. A Brazilian boy, a cowboy, and a Japanese girl followed him. Their eyes scanned the room. A snake crawled in- no wait, it had two arms. A dragon? It looked right at Ches and pointed, saying; "There!"

The short kid hopped up on my desk and held out his hand. "I am Omi, a Xiaolin warrior, after the Shen Gong Wu items. You are in possession of a couple that just activated and I would be very pleased if you would be so kind as to hand them over."

Ches blinked, dumbfounded.

Omi sighed. "The charm on your necklace, which is the Star of Hanabi, your boots, which are the Jet Bootsu, and your bracelet which is the Jaded Bracelet."

She shook her chocolate brown hair and frowned. "My mother gave me this necklace, my dad gave me the bracelet, and my friend Kody gave me these boots."

Omi sighed again. "But we need those for the fate of the world!"

Before Ches could utter a reply, another person burst into the room. He had bright red hair, yellow goggles, a black trench coat, and boots that resembled mine. "Alright hand over the Shen Gong Wu!" He commanded before he lunged at her. She ducked, and sent him barreling into the table behind her.

She jumped out of her seat, heading for the door. As soon as she pulled it open, yet another person. This guy was much taller than her, with long dark green hair that spiked up in the back a little, and his eyes were like a cat's, amber with slits for pupils.

A subconscious thought floated to the front of Ches's mind about how good-looking he was.

He blinked quickly, like he realized something, and he easily picked her up and started walking away from the classroom into the empty halls.

Ches struggled and screamed at him, trying to get away but he didn't even glance at her.

The five other weirdos ran out of the classroom and ran after her and the stranger. The red head's face broke out into a huge grin. "Chase! What are you doing here?"

Ches's captor, Chase, sighed, then dropped her.

She landed on her feet, then tore through the hallway, into the commons, before throwing herself into the library, where she all but dove over the counter in an attempt to hide. The librarian was out to lunch, so Ches was all alone in the room.

She tried to make sense of what had happened in the last five minutes, but ended up shedding tears of frustration because nothing seemed logical in the least bit.

After a couple more minutes, the little green dragon thing jumped over the desk and scared her.

Ches huddled in the corner of the desk, while the dragon said he could just take the Shen Gong Wu, which would make everyone leave. She nodded immediately and gave him her necklace, bracelet and boots. She just wanted this freak show to be over with. The little dragon struggled with the items, but managed to get out the door, where a fight seemed to be taking place.

Then the sounds of fighting stopped, and Ches held her breath, waiting for some kind of conformation that all was safe.

The door opened slowly, and calm, even footsteps moved toward her. The figure, blurred by her fading tears, walked around the desk and stood in front of her.

It was Chase.