A/N Hey guys, so I would like to thank Flippy Face for your coperation. I promise, this chapter will have a lot of your oc if anyone else has any they'ed like to be included, just P.M me. Testing is over, so this chapter will be longer. So, last chapter I forgot to include Sammiee by Flippy Face, I feel terrible about that, so this chapter is going to have a lot of him. I'll make refferences to other OCs and normal characters. I'll give you guys another chapter to guess the 'MYSTERY' P.O.V It'll have more. I admit, two sentences is pretty hard to guess. I own nobody but Swifty.

Swifty was wearing Flakys gym shorts after her skirt was soaked through from their bathroom experience. She was starting to truly hate Grimmy.

Lifty and Shifty had gym class, and Flaky had to go home after she met Grimmy and fainted so Swifty was all on her own in history class. She knew Stripes, and they were on good terms, but she wasn't considered a friend. More of an acquaintance.

Swiftys P.O.V

I walk into room E-324, Mr. Pop History class room. I take a seat in the back of the room. I'm starting to question Flakys reasons for wearing tight little booty shorts, they are really starting to ride up on me.

A fox-boy takes a seat next to me. He's wearing an old time hat, and glasses to match. I take another look at him as he sits down, he has two different collored eyes I notice. One red, and one blue.

"Hi, I'm Swifty, you might have seen two guys that look like me." I say to the fox.

"Nice to meet you Swifty, I'm Sammiee. Yes, I've seen them walking around, are you three related?" He asks polietly

"Yeah, we're triplets. That's Lifty and Shifty. We can tell them apart because Shifty has a fedora, and I have my bow." I explain to Sam, he seems really sweet.

"Wow, that must be hectic on your parents to have two boys and a girl the same age." Sammiee says.

"No, our moms dead, and we don't talk about our father." I say biting my lip, whispering the last word.

"Wow, I'm so sorry, wait a second. How old are you guys?" He says, eyeing me suspiciously.

Unknown P.O.V

I look down to the two kids. Swifty is making a real friend, I made sure to send him. The poor kids need more people to talk to. I sent Flaky, but I think they need to branch out more. Someone to sit with at lunch, and someone to help them with school. I can't believe how much they don't know. They think I'm part of a dream, they think their Father is innocent of killing me. They need to know how much they've been lyed to. I'm proud of them, but at the same time, I wish that they knew a lot more.

Shiftys P.O.V

We keep running in the large room. Lifty is right next to me. We can run faster, and with less energy then any of the other kids. When you can carry almost 100 pounds in jewles and electronics and still book it, you become a lot better runner.

I hope Swifty isn't getting in more trouble. It's not even lunch and she's already been saked, Lifty got a swirly, I was wedgied, and Flaky got a panic attack and got sent home.

I'm also worried for another reason; Swifty was put in a history class two grades above ours. She's the only Freshman in a class of Sophmores and Juniors. They could eat her alive.

Swiftys P.O.V

"What? He really did that?" Sammiee laughed as we talked about our home lives.

"Okay," Mr. Pop said, looking at the back of our class. "Since this is the first day of school, I'm going to let you're laughter slide. Oh, young lady, are you lost?" He asks me.

"No." I respond simply. "I'm in a higher history class. Both me and my brothers have a subject that we do best in. Lifty is in advanced mechanics, and Shifty is in an advanced music class. I'm best in history." I explain.

"Fine, but don't think just because you're younger doesn't mean you don't need to follow all the rules." He warns and turns back to the board.

Unknown P.O.V

I watch Lifty and Shifty playing in gym, hard to believe that the last time I got to really see them and hold the triplets close was when they were in diapers. I truly love and miss them. But, to really see them again, and for them to see me, they would have to die permanantly. I cry loudly, knowing they will never truly die.

I can't believe I'm being so selfish. I'm thinking positivly about three innocent children dying. Maybe it's best they don't know an awful person like me. I feel more guilty than ever.

Hey guys, any guesses on Unknown? I'll reveal in the next chapter. Oh, and by the way, to Flippy Face, they are human/animal so human with tails and ears is what I'm looking for.

Kay guys, read and reveiw.