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Jimmy, Sheen, and Carl returned from lunch twenty minutes later. "And that's why I'm not playing hooky again," Jimmy said with a shudder as he sat down at his desk.

As Carl and Sheen took their seats, Libby and Cindy came bursting in. "Thanks a lot for waiting for us!" Cindy angrily yelled while slapping Jimmy in the back of the head before sitting down.

"Yeah!" Libby agreed while hitting the back of Sheen's head.

"Ow! Why the violence?" Sheen asked while rubbing where Libby had just hit him.

Cindy and Libby looked at each other, silently asking each other why they hung out with idiots. "You completely abandoned us back there!" Cindy shouted.

Libby folded her arms and nodded. "Yeah! Jeez, we say we have to use the restroom for a minute on the way back from lunch and when we come out you guys are gone!"

Sheen held up his hands. "Yeah, you said one minute! You guys were in there for like an hour!"

"Three minutes and twenty seconds," Jimmy muttered.

"Like I said, an hour!" Sheen told Libby. "We were going to be late!"

As the five kids continued their squabbling, the rest of their English class began filing in. As they usually did, Sheen, Carl, Libby, Cindy, and Jimmy put aside their argument for now as to not make a scene. "We'll continue this after school," Libby angrily whispered to Sheen.

"Oh, welcome back," Mrs. Wolf muttered to the class before plopping down behind her desk. She picked up the book she had been reading and turned the page. "Um, Brandy, pass out the papers."

Brittany sighed and got up. She walked over to the teacher's desk, grabbed the papers, and began to pass them out. "Everybody, pass your journals up. I'll hold onto them," she the told class.

Jimmy's expression changed from mild anger towards Cindy to utter disbelief. He finally realized that his journal was no longer on his desk. He looked under his chair and across the floor. "Miss Wolf!" he shouted while thrusting his hand up into the air.

"What do you want?" she said without looking up.

"I lost my journal!" Jimmy shouted. "Did you pick it up while we were at lunch?" he asked, although he severely doubted this.

Miss Wolf chuckled. "Do you really think that I'd do any work during my lunch break?"

Jimmy slammed his head onto his desk. Ok, focus Jimmy. I'm sure it just fell on the floor and the janitor swept it away when I was at lunch. Jimmy laughed nervously at how he had overreacted. "Are you going to deduct points from my grade because of this?" he asked.

Once again, Miss Wolf laughed. "Yeah, like I'm going to take the time to put grades in that stupid grade book," she said while flipping another page in her novel.

Jimmy tried to forget the whole stupid mess when he got his worksheet. He tried to clear his mind and answer the questions. But he soon realized that this whole thing was a lot worse than he had imagined. When he dropped his pencil on the floor and bent over to retrieve it, his face fell as he noticed something.

The floor! his subconscious shouted. The floor was absolutely filthy. Dust, tissues, and food wrappers were everywhere around his and his friend's desks. The janitor couldn't have been here! And as that thought crossed his mind, the adventure truly began.

"Carl," he whispered while turning to the desk behind him.

"Hang on," Carl said while finishing writing down his answer. "Is the answer to number three Edgar Allen Poe?"

Jimmy quickly glanced back at his own paper. Question three asked who wrote Romeo & Juliet. He turned his attention back to Carl and stared at him in amazement for a moment. "Yes," he said monotonously. "Yes it is."

"Alright, thanks," Carl said while moving on to number four.

"Hey!" Jimmy shouted. "I think somebody took my journal!"

Glad to have an excuse to stop working, Carl put down his pencil and focused on Jimmy. "Why do you think that?"

Jimmy tilted his head, put a finger to his lips, and crossed his eyes. "Uh," he said in a stupid voice, "me no know." He then lunged forward and grabbed Carl's collar. "Maybe because it's missing!" he angrily whispered in Carl's face.

"Are you sure you didn't just lose it?" Sheen asked while shoving his head into their discussion.

"Yes..." Jimmy started to say, but paused to stare at Sheen for a moment, wondering how he came into this conversation. "Uh, yeah I am. I threw it onto the desk before lunch."

Libby suddenly lifted her head up from where she was crouching down to gather her dropped paper near Jimmy's desk. "Yeah, I saw you do it. You wrote a lot you know."

The guys all jumped a little as Libby seemed to suddenly materialize from nowhere. "Hmmmm," Carl thought.

"What?" the other three asked. Cindy smiled a little as she overheard their conversation.

"Someone knows you must have written something important. They probably want to read it," Carl told them.

It felt as if someone had literally taken Jimmy's whole body and ripped it in half. The thought of anyone reading what he had just written made him sick. And what if they share it with everyone! That thought nearly made Jimmy throw up.

"God," Jimmy muttered.

"I don't think he did it," Sheen quickly told the group.

"You four!" Ms. Wolf shouted. The four kids quickly spun around and looked at her. "Break it up and get to work!"

"Carl and Sheen, meet me at the Candy Bar after school. We'll figure out something there," Jimmy quickly said before they split up and went back to their work.