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Chapter 11: Good Nooz

(This letter is spell checked)

Amber,

We want you here. We have good news. Choose a date that's right for you, and drop your response in locker number 45.

Sector V.

"Good enough?" Numbuh 4 said.

Numbuh 1 looked at it. "There's no 8 in 'Sector'!"

Tomorrow

Cleveland Elementary School

8 am

"Riiiiiiiiiiing!"

Five minutes till class. Nigel, Hoagie, Abby, Wally, and Kuki ran into the school. In the hall, about a gazillion students were going in a continuous wave towards the classrooms.

However, one student broke away from the crowd. Abby. She stopped by a large locker marked '73-78', which looked like five lockers stuck together. "This has to be the one," she said to herself. She slipped a thick envelope marked 'Amber (and the rest of you)' into one of the ventilation slot-thingies.

Her watch beeped. "Ah man, gotta go!" She ran to class…

Ten minutes later

"So children, today's lesson is on adjectives…"

English/Spelling. First class of the day for Abby, Wally, and Hoagie. And the Delightful Children.

Hoagie was doodling airplanes in his notebook. Wally was trying to decide whether to stare at the clock (which seemed to be ticking slower and slower) or at Mrs. Thompson, the teacher (who he had an innocent crush on). Abby was just looking around. Out of boredom, she stared at the Delightfuls, who sat two or three seats over. She never really paid special attention to them, but now was different.

Usually, as far as she knew, the Delightful Children always sat at attention, looking straight ahead, only speaking when spoken to, like little goody-goodies. But today, this wasn't the case.

Today, the DCFDTL seemed to be…bored. The tall one was mumbling to himself. Lenny was scratching at the paint on his helmet. The short girl twirled her pigtails. The blonde boy was joining Wally in looking at the clock. And the blonde girl, Amber? She wasn't really doing anything, but she did have a BIG smile on her face.

I wonder why nobody's noticed that their eyes are a different color, Abby thought. Either the whole world's stupid, or they just think that it's colored contacts or something. Which they probably do, they're allowed in this school. Speaking of, I hope that they find the note soon.

Second period. Third. Fourth. With each passing minute, the clock seemed to slow down by about four years. But even the longest period of time goes by e v e n t u a l l y, so four hours later, it was lunchtime.

Nigel, Hoagie, Kuki, Wally, and Abby got a table together. They-like every other kid with sense-brought their own lunch. The Delightfuls were two tables away-alone, of course.

"Now, Numbuh 5," Nigel said, "Was the message delivered?"

"Dropped it in their locker," Abby said. "They should find it."

"Did you remember to put the present in?"

"When don't I?" She opened her lunch. Good, modest peanut butter. Much better than the cafeteria's 'Tuna Surprise'.

Meanwhile, two tables over, Amber curiously opened the letter that Lenny had found in his locker. She read it with wonder. There were many spelling errors, but the message was clear: good news.

She smiled. So many things are going right, it's scary, she thought. Wait, there's something else in here…

"I can't believe it!"

She pulled out five pairs of blue contact lenses. Attached to them was a note-

Just in case.

Amber put her head down, right into her Tuna Surprise. "Now it's scary," she mumbled.

At the end of the day, Numbuh 1 found a note in his locker in tidy handwriting:

Today, four o' clock. THANK YOU!

All of us.

Bye-SP