Disclaimer: The people and situations described in this fic actually existed. Indeed.
Chapter 3: Tada! Locks and Snow
Lee was bored. This happened quite often. Yes, indeed, it did. She sighed. "For the last time Kirk, we are not naming the civilization People of the Yellow Snow!'"
Kirk pouted. "Why not?" He whined.
"Yeah, why not?!" snapped Colin, the third shortest kid in the school (his twin and a boy named Matt were shorter).
"I can't believe you two! Boys are such idiots!" Chelsea yelled. "Mr. Evans, why can't me and Lee make our own group? They're stupid!!!"
Mr. Evans sighed and said no for the eighth time that class period.
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"And, until the bank robber has been arrested, Independence Elementary, Smoky Hill High, and Laredo Middle Schools will be in lock down."
"Oooo, locks." Lee said, before realizing that meant a late lunch. Oh well, more DEAR. Lee settled down happily in her homebase chair. Now the question: Which book? She looked closely at the two she had pulled out. "Animorphs or Civil War? That is the question." She ducked as a heavy book went flying past her head.
"Give it back!!!" cried Omid, racing after his official pilot training manual. Lee absent-mindedly kicked it to Vitaly and watched him chuck it at the TV. It narrowly missed, clipping the teacher on it's way down.
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It was 4:00, and Mrs. Busch's homebase class was bored. About ten kids were left, the others having already been picked up by their rents.
"Watcha listenen to?" Lee asked Vitaly, rocking back and forth on her heels.
"The Real Slim Shady. It rules!!!"
"Uh-huh. Never heard of it."
"Well, listen!" Vitaly shoved the headphones at her. Lee put them on, listened for two seconds, and threw them at Vitaly.
"That sucks! I've never listened to anything worse!" Lee said, resisting the urge to wash her ears.
She turned and decided to watch the TV, where Togepi was collapsing a building with Metronome.
FWOOSH! A paper airplane went whizzing past her ear. Lee narrowed her eyes and turned to David Baerwald. "I accept you're challenge, sir! Prepare to be defeated!"
Such began the plane wars.