Hey Dug Here not much to say just thought up this story hope you like it I'll update soon. R & R.

Squad

We brought Jake through into the questioning room. He of course was still keeping up his story of his innocents, which may have worked with the lower levels of the Squad but in all reality he wasn't with the like of them. His sorry ass was with me, Douglas Little. Most people though called me by Dug.

This story isn't about me though its about Jake's downward fall to where he was sitting, in question room 2 of the X middle schools Safety Team HQ. The question room was all white apart from the large mirror on the south wall. It didn't begin in this question room though. O no I took it like any other case. It all started like any other day.

I entered the doors of the HQ of the safety team or Squad of X middle school blissfully unaware of the future events. I sat down at my desk and checked potential case's which me and my partner, Tom Fisher could take on. It was a waste of time though I already new that Tom had done it. I looked over my desk and saw him busy typing in his PC. He had piles of work around at him. I nodded a greeting and smiled. I nodded at a certain big pile of papers on his left side, the far left side o the desk. His and my desks were joined and Tom and me were facing each other at all times.

"Space is off, No-one knows why but the whole of her potential cases have been passed to others. I'm just finishing her past paper work."

I was going to ask why he was doing such a task. It wasn't needed all it meant was that the task meant for Space would be waiting for her. But I never understood why Tom made extra work for him self. He deals with the majority of the paper work for our cases as well. It doesn't mean that I don't pull my wait though; it's just that I don't do paper work very well.

I also began to wonder why Ella was christened in these walls with the name of Space. I knew she was abit of a loner I had only spoken to her a few times and that was only about work. She was also the only person I knew in the Squad who didn't have a partner. All through this though all I could think off was the amount of paper work she must have had to deal with alone. I though was quickly snapped out of my entranced state and was thrown flying back down to earth with a huge thump.

"Little in here NOW!"

I sighed. The low deep voice which echoed across the class room was home to no other than the Chief of X middle schools Squad. I though entered the small and cramped office. In the same time I was wondering what he could complain about.

"You can call me Dug you know, everyone else does. I'd also much rather prefer it to being called Little."

I was ignored on my latest attempt to get him to call me by my preferred name. I said to my self that it would be my last attempt but deep in my mind I very much doubted it.

"You know I don't want you here. If it was my decision you wouldn't even of been let into this school let alone it squad."

"With all dew respect sir neither of what you just said is your decision alone. The principle believes I'm a valued member of the team and so do the majority of the team members."

So yeah the Chief didn't like me but it really wasn't my fault. He didn't like me because I was a transferee from a different school nowhere near the magnitude of X Middle School. I came from a pretty posh school back in England. I got to XM School and liked the idea of being part of the team. There though was this rule that you had to be in the school for so many years to even apply. In the end the Student Council and the Principle abolished the rule. I then applied for the Squad and got in. All this and I've only been here for about 2 months. Cause I caused a big change to the squad, which the majority of the team didn't care about in the first place, the Chief's been looking over my shoulder and checking every move I makes to the book.

"Well that might be true. I though do decide what case's you get don't I. And trust me your next ones going to be fun. Leave."

I sighed and left. This meant another boring case. I wouldn't mind so much but to be honest I'm dragging Tom down with me. He shouldn't be stuck with me through it all. I slumped into my chair. Tom looked up and smiled knowing the usual story.

" You shouldn't worry, your not all that bad. I think he respects you for going ahead and sticking up for your self. You got an unfair rule out you shouldn't be ashamed. Cheer up."

The harsh ringed sound of the bell rang in the office and everyone split apart going to class.

Class in USA is a bored as it gets. They seem to teach the same things over and over again. Just before I was about to fall asleep on my seat I felt slight vibration in my pocket. It was my phone; HQ had text me a memo. It seemed that the Squad was being called up to overlook the school council leadership rally. It was the time of the year which members of the student body took them selves up for school chairman of the school council. Guess I'd be home late. I sent a quick text to my folks and then sterilely put my mobile back in my pocket.

At break I entered the office of HQ again. Weirdly enough I was there before Tom. I went over to his desk and picked up the case documents, giving us details on the case we were dealing with. It seemed that the Chief was keeping to his childish promise. He kept giving us awful cases, which really amounted to nothing. I hope Tom was right that this would pass. I sat down at my desk and scanned through the potential cases, which Tom and me were up for. I read through all ten of the documents and Tom still was nowhere to be seemed. It was weird and a tad bit annoying as I had a free period and was hoping to deal with these cases but I really needed Toms say to start on them.

"Anyone no where Tom is?"

I looked around and heard no sound of a reply. There was no reaction what so ever from what I said. My voice could of just been a noise of a car starting to them. I knew why it was happening though. Everyone was rushing to get their cases sorted before the council meeting at the end of school when most people would do the majority of their paper work. I sighed from my lack of attention to my fellow members and took the folders of the past cases and finished them and filled them.

Have I told you how much I hate paper work? Its gotten worse I swear. Now you have to do it twice. Who idea was that? They want they documents in the library achieves and also on the computer main frame. Ridicules I'd say. I wouldn't mind so much but bother of the versions are all most identical, but instead of writing the details and comments you type them. There is though when you do it all a sense of triumph and victory. That huge intimidating pile finally in the tray labelled "OUT". I smiled to my self-pleased with what I had accomplished in a hour and 15 minutes. 15 minutes? Shit, I was late.