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Learning to BreatheChapter three: I saw it on RECESS
On Tuesday night, shadowatch was informed that most of the team members would be attending classes at the high school and not junior high for the remainder of the year. This idea was met with groans and moans.
"Why do we have to get bumped up?" Mitch asked.
"Better yet, what are you doing in our grade, Clover?" Andi asked. "I should be a freshman and I know that you're at least a year older than I am."
"I flunked the final semester." Zanya shrugged.
"Because you didn't do your homework." Her aunt corrected.
"Why isn't T-Bird moving with us?" Bryan asked.
"He needs to spend this year learning the basics of our culture." Zartan answered. "Not to mention the F he got on the last mathematics assignment."
"Sorry." Neal grinned sheepishly.
"So, I'm going up another grade?" Andi asked.
"Possibly two." Zartan said. "I understand that most of you were out of class for a year or so, but few of you have suffered from it."
"So now instead of angry teachers, we get football players and preps." Kristen snorted.
"I wanna play football." Bryan whined.
"You would be good at it." Regan said. "And she meant the ones that steal lunch money, not the others."
"Oh." Ry said. "That's good."
"See?" Andi said. "We're already having problems."
"When do we start at the high school?" Regan asked.
"Monday." Zartan said. "Until then, you will still be dealing with Principal Evans."
"That shouldn't be a problem." Said Kristen, grinning like the Chesire Cat.
"No, not at all." Andi smirked.
"Don't get any more stupid ideas, Creed." Zartan said. "You've already got the poor man on medication for his blood pressure. Please try not to do him any more harm."
"Who said we were after him?" Kris smiled.
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On Thursday, the gang was gathered at one of the cafeteria tables discussing the turn of events.
"Tomorrow is the last day that we will all be at school together." Bryan said. "I say we make it count!"
"How?" Zanya asked.
"More importantly, who do we target?" Regan asked. "My vote is gym teacher."
"Na, to obvious." Kristen said. "What about that english teacher?"
"Not creative enough and no method." Andi said. "She doesn't let anybody leave during her class."
"What about one massive spree?" Bryan said.
"Involving what?" Mitch asked.
"Everything." Ry smirked. "Water balloons, laxative desserts, trip the clock—maybe even the old mouse in the house trick."
"Good, but it needs to be bigger." Kristen said. "But how?"
"Catapult?" Mitch offered.
"Too much property damage and not enough prep time." Zanya waved. "Next."
"Food fight?" Neal asked.
"What are you, five?" Regan asked. "Something more mature."
"I've got it." Andi grinned.
"What?" Zanya asked.
"Our finale." Andi said. "All we need are a few supplies…"
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Come Friday morning, shouts and screams were heard throughout the school. The faculty members couldn't believe that just one small group of seven had managed to cause so much chaos. Of course, the sinking chairs, super-glued seats, and laxative food was nothing compared to what transpired during sixth period.
"Are you sure we can just skip out for this?" Neal asked as the group huddled in one of the closets.
"Positive." Andi said. "Those teachers never take roll anyway."
"So, what plan have you cooked up this time?" Mitch asked.
"Do you see that coil of rope?" Andi asked.
"Yes." The bigger boy nodded.
"That is our ticket into the principal's office and the lost and found drawer." Andi smirked.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Bryan raised his hand. "You mean like that time on Recess, where they stole the yo-yo's and the jar of gumballs and candy?"
"Exactly." Kristen said. "Only we're making sure that no one is in there first.
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"Is the coast clear your way, M?" Bryan asked through the com link.
"Crystal." Regan said. "Time to boogie!"
"Good going with those cookies, Sarah." Mitch said. "The secretary ain't even here!"
"Just like we planned." Sarah smiled. "Let's move!"
Now, a moment must be spent discussing the set up of the principal's office. The only functioning window was directly across from a large tree and right over a shrub of some sort. Principal Evans liked fresh air, so he kept his window open on calm days, just as he had on this day. Once Kristen and neal had made a distraction, Sarah and Andi swooped into the office and opened the door.
"We have five minutes until he comes back." Sarah cautioned as she started picking the locks on the file cabinets.
"All the time in the world, if we move fast enough." Andi said, digging through the drawers of the desk. Upon finding one locked, she pulled her pocket knife out of her pants pocket and pried it open. "Paydirt!" She called to her partner.
"Good." Sarah said. "Time to get out."
"Not yet." Andi said.
"But we've accomplished the mission!" Sarah hissed.
"But not the best part." Andi said. "We need to make sure that Mr. Evans never forgets us." She produced a package of Jello, and Sarah gave an understanding nod. "I'll get the bucket of water." She smiled.
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Principal Evans walked back to his office, after several minutes spent on the john, and pushed the first door open. Before he got through the doorway, he tripped on a string, which sent a plastic snake darting across the floor. After an alamed yelp, the middle aged man rushed into his personal office to see if anything had been taken.
"Stupid kids." He muttered. "Sure, all their parents think they're angels, but I know better! They're monsters! A menace! They're… Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhggggg!!!!!" He shouted as the bucket above the ajar door fell over, dumping its orange slimy contents all over his head and shoulders. It took a moment before realization hit him.
"Creed!!!" He shouted. "I'll get you, you freak! I'll make you pay for this! I'll… Ouch!!!" He groaned as the metal bucket hit his head. "Mommy…" he whimpered before passing out.
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"Wow, look at him go." Bryan commented. The team was back on base, watching their straightjacketed principal getting carted away on the television."
"I'd say we proved our point." Zanya smirked.
"He won't ever get to bother anyone again." Neal said.
"And from the looks of it, the only walls he'll see are the padded ones in his room." Kristen snickered. "Great plan, Andi!"
"It wasn't anything much." The two-toned blond sighed. "Just a simple prank."
"A simple prank that got the principal sent to the loony bin!" Mitch shouted. "You're a genius!"
"Thanks, but I know it isn't true." She sighed.
Meanwhile, the adults were watching their discussion.
"That turkey orchestrated all of that?" Said Zandar, an incredulous look plastered onto his face.
"She most certainly did." Zarana said. "The question is do we punish them or praise them? After all, it was a very meticulous plan."
"But they can't just go galavanting around and pulling stunts like that!" Zandar said. "They need to learn the rules."
"Maybe we should send them on a low-key mission." Zarana said. "What do you think, Cor?"
Zartan looked at his younger siblings and sighed. "We can't take Atlantis anywhere until she passes her psychiatric evaluation, you know that."
"What if it wasn't Cobra sanctioned?" Zarana offered. "Kind of like a training workshop. We go to a different base and cover some basics.We may even consider a practice mission like surveilence of a local business."
"Could work." Zartan said. "I'll need to talk to our shrink first, however."
"Then do that." Zarana said. "This will give them a chance to improve their skills and allow us to see what areas they are adept at and where some work is needed."
"But what about Zanya?" Zandar asked.
"She can stay with you." Zartan said. "We know where she is in these areas, but have yet to test Shadowatch."
"Then we send them out?" Zarana asked.
"All I have to do is run it by the Commander." Zartan said. "Let's hope that he sees our point above Destro's complaints."
