Kira groaned as her alarm clock went off, why couldn't summer vacation be a little bit longer. Just a couple more days that is all she asked for. The sound of a nearby door opening and closing and the sound of running water made her jump out of bed and run to the bathroom next door, "Come on Ronny, not fair, you can't hog the bathroom!" she shouted at her sister while pounding on the door.
"You snooze you lose," Ronny called out, "It's not like this is the only bathroom in the house."
Kira scolded, "Yes, but my make up is in there."
"Relax," Ronny called out again, "Unlike someone I know, I don't take forever in the shower, you will still have plenty of time to smear that stuff all over your face."
Kira huffed, stalking back to her room, honestly, sometimes she forgot that Ronny was six weeks older than she was, her point of view on some things were still simply childish. As a sixteen year old Junior, she still was more interested in competing against the boys then dating them, didn't see any reason to wear make up and didn't care what she wore.
Ten minutes later found them both in the bathroom, fighting over the sink, "Hey, watch it Ronny!" Kira snapped, "You almost made me stab myself with the eyeliner."
"Girls," a voice called up to them, "hurry up, breakfast is getting cold and if you want a ride to school we need to get going!"
Kira rolled her eyes, if it wasn't for the fact that she still didn't own her own car and she hated the bus she wouldn't be going to school with her father in the first place. She was already expecting to be teased about having her father for science.
She grabbed her bag, guitar and a slice of toast and hurried outside to her father's jeep, "I call shot gun!"
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Tommy entered his classroom, boy it was a good thing Ms. Appleby didn't work at this school or Ms. Randalls would have gotten an earful. If they smile you're doing something wrong? So different from Angel Grove's philosophy that a student learns best while they are having fun. He looked at the class, this was a junior class? The triplets class behaved better than this, "Settle down class and take your seats," He called out, noting that Kira was already seated and writing in her notebook, a new song he was sure.
As soon as everyone sat down he continued, "I'm Dr. Oliver and this is first period science, before we start are there any questions?"
Almost immediately a girl in the front row hand shot up and after being called upon, stood up, "I'm Cassidy," the whole class groaned, even Tommy knew already that she was the school's busy body, she went on to explain who she was, Tommy was half tempted to tell her that he already knew who she was because of all the times she had sent one of his daughters home in tears.
"Anyway," she said, "I'm sure everyone is wondering, you don't look old enough to be a teacher."
"Trust me, he's old enough!" Kira snapped.
Tommy gave Kira a look, please don't give me an attitude he silently pleaded, before continuing on his speech that the students where the important ones until he noticed the empty chair, "Is somebody missing?"
"Conner McKnight must have decided school wasn't that important," Kira grumbled.
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Kira sat on top of the picnic table while she played the newest song she had been working on, several of the other students gathering around to listen when, "I'm afraid that you need a written permit to play on school grounds, Miss Ford."
Kira looked at her in confusion, "Since when? The old Principal encouraged us to play our instruments and pursue our hobbies on school grounds as long as it wasn't during class time, and if you were wondering, it's lunch."
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm not your old principal, and I say that you need written permission."
Kira groaned, "Did you know that a student that plays an instrument is fifty percent more likely to get into college."
Randall looked down her nose at her, "Now you're hardly college material are you."
Kira opened her mouth, about to point out that her father had a PHD in palentology. but she could she was ushered into the school. Great just great, it was usually Ronny's job to get in trouble on the first day of school. Today couldn't get any worst, and then, of course the sprinklers turned on suddenly getting her and her guitar wet.
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Tommy turned the corner to see who Randall had saddled him with, come on who assigns detention on the first day of school, it was probably Ronny and Conner McKnight, fighting again, just like every year since fourth grade. Conner McKnight and Ethan James were two of the three students, not surprising, he heard a lot about them from Kira and Ronny, however, the third student was a surprise.
"Kira what did you do?"
"apparently you need written permission to play on the school grounds now." Kira grumbled, "I take it you want my phone."
"No, Miss Randall should have notified Staff and Students of the change of policy before enforcing it." Tommy said, shooting a dirty look at the retreating principal's back, that woman was power hungry, "Who likes Museums?" he asked.
Ten minutes later they pulled up to the museum, which was closed. Tommy I sense strong Morphin Energy.
I know Sahen, a team is about to be formed, unfortunately the team the grid picked this time can't stand each other.
"Tell you what," he told the teens, maybe if he makes them work together they actually could get along, honestly what was the morphin grid thinking choosing these three, "Why don't you go around the grounds and look around. If you find anything prehistoric I'll cancel detention for the rest of the week." Tommy said, sighing internally, he had a feeling he knew what they were going to find.
