Eyes shining with laughter, a tall and slender figure stood hidden in the shadow of an oak tree. Waiting for someone. A sharp intake of breath came as the figure heard the one they had waited for walking towards them. This was it. Their big moment!

Filmore sighed as he strolled through the orchard in the school grounds, thinking about everything and nothing all at once. He was bored, to tell the truth. No interesting cases had come up since someone had died the swim team's skin blue with food dye in the pool.

"Long time no see, Filmore" a soft voice trilled. causing the Safety Patrol officer to turn to face an ancient oak. From behind it strode a figure he had thought he'd seen the last of.

"Roxanne Reynard. Long time no crime" he smirked, looking the blonde female dead in the eyes. A long time ago, Roxanne had commited several crimes at X; stealing term paper answers, taking down the entire school's computer system, interfering with the music festival. The last crime had been her last for more than one reason.

Flashback

Roxanne stood up on the stage behind the curtain, listening to the tough-looking chess player rapping in a truely tragic manner. He was aweful! Rox could have walked, gotten away with the trahing of the music system backstage but this was a crime of passion! For many a long year, the lovely Miss Reynard had adored music. It was her life! And this, this was a sin in her eyes.

With a grin. Roxy dug a penknife out of her jeans pocket and cut a rope holding up a weighted bag. It dropped, just as Checkmatey move out of the firing line. Damn! So close.

That was it, she had to run. Roxanne turned on her hell and ran right into Officer Filmore of X Safety Patrol "Tough luck chestnut" he smirked "You're roasted"

End of Flashback

From that moment on, after she had been expelled, Roxanne Reynard had sworn to devote herself to music and the right tracks in life. She became singer in a band called Right Kind Of Wrong, a popular group from New York.

Now, she was back at X.

"It's Roxy" she corrected cooly "And I would have thought you'd have been welcoming me back to X"

Filmore gasped "You got expelled, sunshine! No way you'd be allowed back!"

"I've changed, Filmore. I'm pure, for once. And, I'm here to help X win a little competition"

Comprehension dawned as he recalled what Folsom had been rambling about an hour ago "The USA Highschool Music Competition!" How could Reynard help with that?

"I'm a singer. If I can get a band together at X, then you're looking at the winning entry" she smirked, her emerald eyes lighting up as he had seen them do so many times before "give me a chance, Filmore"

"Alright. Sing in assembly tomorrow morning" he shrugged "I'll fix it with Folsom. Show X what you got, girl"

"Deal" she laughed lightly, turning her back on him "Nice talking to you, Filmore"

"right back at you...Roxy" he muttered as he watched her walk away. Reynard was back in business... Oh snap!