I put a little more humor into this chapter. It is kinda a fill in chapter but I put it in to give ya something to read. oh and if you have any ideas for a better name for my story please till me, I suck at names.


Art Class:

Will is so lucky she doesn't have to sit through this. I hate math class! Irma thought to herself. She gets to go be on vacation with her old friends in Fadden Hills. Plus, they are already on summer vacation and we still have 2 more weeks!

Taranee had heard every word of what Irma had just said; after all she was telepathic. How could she say that about math! They weren't even math.

'Irma, sorry to break it to you but we aren't in math, we are in art, Taranee telepathically said to Irma.

'Huh? Then why is the teacher talking about circumference? And why are you reading my thoughts again? I thought we talked about that last time you thought I was drunk.'

'I didn't think you were drunk I just thought you were having…umm…problems. And the teacher didn't say anything about circumference, he is talking about shading.'

"Grrrr…" Irma said aloud.

"Miss Lair, do you have something to share with the class?" the art teacher said while putting a 'F' on Irma's blank sheet of paper. "We are taking a pop quiz on shading and you just failed."

"What! You didn't even give me a chance!"

"Ok then, I will give you a chance, to talk with the principal, how does that sound? Write a pass and head on up."

"That's not fair!"

"Sure it is, and if you mess around in my class one more time I will call you dad. Remember what happened last time?"

Flash back:

"Yo, Hay Lin do you have any paint with you?" Irma whispered to her best friend.

"Ya, I do but why do you need it? We are using markers today."

"I know, just let me see it."

"If you say so…"

"Oh, and do you still have those balloons in your bag from when you decorated the gym for the Valentines dance?"

Hay Lin looked at Irma with a concerned look on her face. "You aren't gonna do something that will get us in trouble are you?"

"Oh you won't get in trouble…" Irma said to her. "But, I will!" she whispered.

SPLAT!

Irma had filled up the balloons with red paint to throw at the Grumper sisters, and made a direct hit!

"IRRRMMAAA!" both girls yelled in unison.

"Miss Lair, did you do this? Write a pass, I am calling your father!"

End Flashback

She had been grounded for a moth and had to pay for all of the ruined items that she had gotten paint on. Now if she acted up again, she was sure it would be a far worse punishment.

'Irma, you can't keep on acting up like this!' Taranee telepathically told Irma. 'Just wait till the others hear about this one!'

Not only did Irma's parents punish her last time, but the guardians also kept her from going on quite a few missions. Even though they said they were 'Missions', Irma knew it was just a few trips to the mall and some visits with Caleb and Elyon. This time she was in for it!