Okay, this is dedicated to the real Stevie for the great line that follows... I don't own LK. I do own the school, Preppy DuMarch, Bert Sausage, Terri MacHawny, Haley, and Mrs. Garden...lol...

Meanwhile, James waited by the Principal's office. However, this was getting him nowhere. He peeked in the Vice-Principal's office and saw a tall blonde boy who appeared to be his age sitting in a chair in front of Preppy. She was glaring at him intensely, and finally he stood up, annoyed.

"Okay, that's it, Lady! All you do is try and make people cry by glaring at them! I'm out of here!" Stevie yelled, leaving the room.

He ran directly into James, who gave the guy a thumbs-up, and ducked to the side of the door. Stevie stormed out. James acted quickly, leaping into the Mr. Sausage's office, and dodging behind the couch.

"So, Terri, what brings you here today?" Bert questioned, steepling his fingers.

"Well, Bert, there was a bit of a student uprising today," Terri began, almost nervously.

"Again?" Bert snapped.

Terri sighed.

"It is time to call the parents," Terri muttered.

Bert scowled.

"Very well. I'll have the secretaries on it as soon as possible," Bert remarked pragmatically.

Terri nodded, looking down.

"Bert, I am absolutely positive that the rebellion comes from the Eighth Graders. They must be punished," Terri sneered.

Bert nodded, grinning evilly.

"Ah, the most intelligent and least naïve. We must tread very carefully. But they will pay," Bert nodded in agreement.

James' eyes widened. However, Mrs. MacHawny chose that moment to begin making out with Mr. Sausage, and so James managed to escape. He raced to the Eighth Grade Pod. Panting, he stood before Haley and Mrs. Garden, who was frowning.

"Running is very undignified," Mrs. Garden replied.

Haley winced, grabbing James arm and pulling him into the Girl's Bathroom. A random cheerleader screamed and ran out. Haley rolled her eyes, eager for information.

"So?" Haley asked curiously.

James sighed, worried.

"I'm afraid our Boston Tea Party is going to be followed up by some Intolerable Acts," James said, very nervously.

Haley's expression grew grave.

"But, I did see Mrs. MacHawny kissing Mr. Sausage," James smirked.

Haley shivered.

"Gross," She muttered, but then her face lit up, "It could be used for really great blackmail though."

James nodded, grinning.

"Especially if we get photo evidence," He suggested.

Haley grinned, patting him on the shoulder.

"You read my mind," Haley said brightly.

Leaving the bathroom, she turned to James.

"James, don't call them Mrs. MacHawny and Mr. Sausage anymore. We're their equals. As a matter of fact, we surpass those two in intelligence. So, remember, it's Terri and Bert," Haley corrected.

James smirked, grinning. He nodded.

"Terri and Bert, okay. Got it," He grinned.

Haley nodded.

- Loren ;

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