Okay, this chapter's pretty stupid and reaaaaally short, but it's okay. It's kinda foreshadowing. Seriously, though, many events in this story did actually happen. At my school a kid seriously DID eat a pinecone, and I actually witnessed the principal of my school open up a locker, look around in it, and unzip the kid's backpack and look inside for absolutely no reason. And, yeah, I understand that the lockers are school-provided and all, but, ugh. I mean, he searched the kid's backpack when the guy wasn't there. How low is that?

I mean, tons of stuff happened at my middle school, actually... Maybe I'll get into that stuff in later chapters, anyways... And they didn't really freak about that stuff, yet they searched a locker for no reason and found nothing, I might add, because the locker he was searching belonged to someone who was actually not all weird like that.

I mean, if they've got to do locker searches, they should at least say somewhere that there's a chance that some hole could just sift through your locker and look at all your homework and schoolbooks and personal stuff. And, I mean, that kid probably didn't even know that his locker was searched. He could never know. Heck, my locker could've been searched.

Who wants some weird middle-aged man going through their things... Really? Especially not a girl. Okay, sheesh. I mean, our parents tax money paid for those stupid lockers, so we should at least be entitled to some privacy, right? I mean, they couldn't even say that they'd searched their locker or something?

imagines the note Your locker has been searched by... on the date of... and... was found.

I mean, the owner of the locker at least deserves the right to know if their locker was searched or not. It's the secrecy of it all that makes it so bureaucratic and despicable. UGH! Anyways, I've gotten off on a tangent, and uh, I'm gonna stop, and get to this crappy chappy...lol... On with the show!

Haley sat on her bed, balancing the computer precariously in her lap. Sarah sat next to her, curiously reading over her shoulder. James, who was very tired, was lying on her bed. However, Sarah soon found the television more entertaining than watching Haley type.

"Okay, let's see, the next assembly, uh, that would be, um... In a VERY long time. So someone would give a signal and then we'd all walk out the door. There should be some really important visitors visiting. Where do we go after we leave? Hmm, so many questions, so few answers," Haley debated.

Doubts kept flitting through Haley's mind. Who would lead them? How would this end? Would it even begin? Would other schools join in? How long would it last? Would they get representation?

Haley was so confused.

But then she remembered something so unfair, so pointless, so lacking in justice that it made her decide to overthrow the system.

When her principal had searched a kid's locker for no reason.

And the faith returned.

- Loren ;

Oh, by the way, the questions Haley asked will eventually be answered... I've pretty much decided about them, but still have to write all of them, which'll take ages for this poor, huge epic.

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