It was last period of the day. The group was separated into two classes: Kai, Kenny and Max in one, and Ray, Sydney and Tyson in the other (if Ray hadn't sent Tyson to hospital).

Ray and Sydney were sitting behind their cooking benches chatting, when Johnny, a boy that was sitting in front of them at the time, turned around.

"Hey Ray," Johnny smirked "Love the pink apron, it totally suits you."

All the guys on Johnny's table laughed.

Sydney tried a comeback.

"Don't listen to their mean teasing Ray, they're just jealous!"

It didn't work.

This time, all the guys on J's table fell off their chairs and laughed.

Ray could feel his face go red, with both embarrassment and anger. Ray grabbed a bucket from the floor and filled it with water. He then dunked it on Johnny's head, soaking him from head to toe.

"Oh sorry!" Ray said sarcastically, putting his hand over his mouth.

"Oh, you're in trouble now Ray. No one can help you, no one can save you. Nothing can save you from the wrath of….TEACHER!

The teacher looked up to see Johnny soaking wet, and Ray holding the bucket.

"Ray! What are you doing!" She yelled, walking over to the two boys.

"Sorry miss," Ray put on an innocent voice. "I thought he was on fire."

The whole class cracked up at this joke, even Sydney and the teacher.

"Haha….ah…. (clears throat)… Ray that was not funny! Apologise to Johnny and return to your seat!"

"I'm so sowy Johnny" Ray said cutely.

Ray sat down at his table when Sydney started talking.

"That was very thoughtful Ray."

"Yeah I try (is this girl for real?)" Ray smiled.

"Now class! Settle down and let me read the messages!"

The class became quiet, except for Johnny who was wringing out his wet hair onto the floor and Ray giggling at the sight.

"Blah blah blah," the teacher murmured, scanning the page. "A ha! Meeting today for…"

Ray didn't really listen, so all he heard was:

"…Johnny…Ozuma…Sydney…"

"Huh?"

Sydney looked at him, smiling as usual.

"Huh what Ray?"

"Huh you're going to a meeting when you only just started yesterday huh?"

"Coz I enrolled! It's called "Piffle Anonymous", isn't that name so cute!"

"And…." Ray was taken back by the name, "what do you do there?"

"We talk about how much we love Piffles!"

"And what exactly are Piffles?"

"I can't tell you, it's supposed to be anonymous remember?"

"But then how do people learn about Piffles in the first place?"

"Don't worry Ray," Sydney stood up, holding all her stuff.

A small number of people stood up and left the room

She has some weird logic that girl – Ray thought, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, in sports class, Kenny was sitting on the grass, with his laptop. Kai was standing with his arms folded against the soccer goalpost. Max was just sitting there digging in the grass, or what was grass before he dug it up.

"Look look!" Max said, holding a handful of worms.

"That's beautiful Maxie," Kai said without looking.

Max did a little "hee hee!" and got back to digging.

I'm so bored – Kai thought, looking around. Maybe if I-

The ball went flying past Kai and into the goal.

"Kai! What the hell are you doing man!" Dunga stared at Kai.

"Standing."

"Why don't you try blocking the ball for once?"

"Because I don't want to."

"But you're the goalie! That's what you're supposed to do!"

Kai stood up and straight.

"I'm bored, Max?"

Max looked up from the dirt.

"Will you badly injure Dunga for me? I'll give ya 5 redskins for it."

Max considered his options.

Worms, or redskins? Worms or redskins? Worms. Redskins. Worms. Redskins. Worms-

"REDSKINS!" Max yelled as he crash-tackled Dunga, then started to repeatedly hit him with the worms he dug up.

Eww…- Kai thought. –Only half an hour to go, just half an hour. Come on Kai, you can make it.

Kenny looked up when he heard Max yell redskins to see what was happening. A crowd had gathered by then, and since nobody really liked Dunga, everyone cheered Maxie on. Also, coming to Dunga's rescue, Kenny saw the sports teacher, Mr. Henriquez approaching the crowd.

"Kai! Incoming!" Kenny pointed to Henriquez.

"Why does this always happen when I'm having fun? Max! Get the teacher!"

Kai looked over at Max, but Max was still too busy going ballistic against Dunga to hear.

He grabbed the soccer ball, and started to run up to the teacher. He ran within throwing distance of the teacher, then threw the ball.

Naturally, being a fitness teacher, he caught it. Big mistake.

The teacher didn't even know what hit him. While he was looking at the ball, Kai rammed him in the gut, knocking him out.

"Oh crap, now my hair's wrecked!" Kai said, nursing the somewhat flattened spikes of his hair.

In cooking class, Ray was also very bored. Being a natural in the kitchen, he got the job done in 5 minutes. So now, Ray was slumped over the table staring into space.

I wonder what Piffles are? – Ray thought, desperate for something to do – Hey, isn't the meeting room near the principles office? Maybe I can get a sneak peek if I…

Ray stood up and grabbed the same bucket he soaked Johnny with and filled it up.

On the table in front, Robert was complaining how he never had to make meals at home, when all of a sudden –

"In the name of my Great Grandfather!"

Robert spun around to find Ray, holding the now empty bucket.

"I'm sorry Robert, I thought you were on fire! Honest!"

"Hmph! On fire!" Robert left the room and came back in completely dry clothes.

Again, Ray filled up the bucket, walked up to Robert and gave him a shower.

The same thing happened. Ray lied, Robert nearly cried, looked at his clothes, and got new ones. This time, and the next, and the one after that, and the one after the one after that one. In other words, Robert was pretty pissed off.

"RAY!" Robert yelled startling the whole class.

"Yes, Robert?" Ray asked innocently.

"YOU ARE AN UNCOUTH PRUNE!"

The class gasped.

"What did you call me?" Ray wanted him to repeat it a few more times.

"I CALLED YOU AN UNCOUTH PRUNE!"

Ray looked over at Oliver.

"Is that the best he can come up with?" He whispered.

Oliver nodded.

"That's it Robert! You've done it now! I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson in manners!"

And with that, Ray lunged at Robert, causing a crowd to gather in all the commotion.

"What are your excuses boys? I mean, do you do these things on purpose? Or is it coincidental?"

Fitzy sat back in his chair.

"Sir," Ray whined, "He hurt my feelings!"

"I thought we were playing football, I mean, soccer? Football? Same difference."

Kai was still trying to fix up his hair.

"We were playing! We pulled eachothers' hair, bit eachother and scratched eachother. It was fun!"

Max pulled out 5 redskins and shoved them all into his mouth at once.

"I still don't get why I'm here, I didn't do anything."

Kenny opened his laptop and began typing.

What am I going to do with them? –Fitzy thought, sighing.

BING-BONG! The bell rang, obviously.

"Alright, you may leave."

They all got up and were about to leave when –

"Oh, I forgot. Tyson has fully recovered."

"Yay! Tysonfuninsunbun!"

"Err…..Right…. However, he was hit by a bus as he was leaving and had to go back."

Ray did a little "yes!" and then walked out the door.

"Today's meeting for Piffles Anonymous is now over. See you next week everybody!"

"Bye miss," the group replied in unison.

Sydney left the room, and found Ray, Kai, Max and Kenny waiting.

"What was that about?" Kai asked.

"I can't tell you, it's anonymous!" Sydney replied, smiling.

"I tell you, she's like a brick wall," Ray whispered to the others so that Sydney couldn't hear.

Kai turned dramatically and walked off.

"Kai! Whereyougogoadodo?" Max called.

"In case you haven't noticed," Kai turned around dramatically again, "we have a meeting now."

"Oh yeah!" said everyone but Kai.

I was going to make this one the first meeting when they find out… well, I can't tell you (hee hee). But it took a whole chapter to get up to that point, so you're gonna have to wait another week (laughs evilly). Tell me what you think, and give me some ideas to make it longer, otherwise it's gonna be a short story! Nooooooooo!