An author's note along the way…

Ignore speaking grammar (ex. I weren't) when Charlie is speaking. He isn't the most grammatically inclined person in the book, so I thought it would add to the story if he said a few things wrong. Anything else, go on and criticize. : )

Chapter 2

Mr. Akole franticly searched for the telephone number for Bloor's academy. It was the school policy- any thing weird form a child- any child- and call Bloor's. Immediately. What happened to the children, no one knew. "Surely setting fire to a school without aid, just to leave it perfectly fine is weird, right Mr. Tibbles?" he asked the class hamster. Mr. Tibbles squeaked in alarm as he was addressed and ran into the plastic hamster-hut. Yes, this girl was weird, all right.

He looked out the window to see a large man coming out the passenger seat of a black, badly-parked car in the "bus zone". He walked up the side walk and out of his view. No sooner than that he heard the door close (all the windows were open to let the smoke out) he heard a large 'BANG!' on the door, which echoed around the walls.

"Mr. Bloor? Is that you? Of course it's you. Come in!" This man- Mr. Bloor- looked larger two feet away than twenty, which is understandable, but this man was colossal. He was around 6 foot 7 and looked around 250 pounds, with which he would be able to snap the very short, very scrawny Mr. Akole in two.

"How…how could I b… be of your assistance?" he had developed a stutter. Mr. Bloor, on the other hand, glanced around the room, unimpressed. "Is he blindfolded? I mean after what he did, he could go on rampaging around the whole city…"

But Mr. Bloor never got to finish. Mr. Akole, a nerdy man with book smarts but not street smarts, had done the second most dangerous thing you could do to Mr. Bloor, following after tripping him. He Interrupted.

"First of all, I don't know what academy rules recommend we do, but in a public school, we don't blind fold our students here. Next, Eboni's a she. Lastly, what do you want, anyways?" the large, frightening Mr. Bloor smiled coldly. HE was reluctant to send the signal, but he didn't have all day to persuade Mr. Toothpick.

"Ahh…"he said quite loudly. "I need to take…her…to my academy to run some tests on…her intelligence…" that was the queue. Manfred got out of the car and walked toward the school.

Mr. Akole might be stupid, but he knew when something was going on. "Like an IQ test? We have some papers here just for that." A vein in his right arm pulsed. He was scared, lying, or suspicious, All three of them in this occasion.

Oh, well, we need some special equipment. I am thinking of… enrolling her in my academy." he looked over. "Manfred, I told you to stay in the car!" at that moment, a young man, Apparently named Manfred, walked in. he had his long, dark hair tied up in a pony tail, and his eyes- the were as dark as coals, yet somehow inviting. Surely it wouldn't hurt to stare at his eyes a little longer?

The small teacher felt relaxed, at ease. But something was bothering him. Eboni was. "Mr. Bloor, of course you can take Eboni Yewbeam to your academy. She does not belong in a public school. Lock her up!"

Mr. Bloor smiled. This was working better than he'd thought. "yes, we'll lock her up tight. We are just going to take her and leave." Manfred pushed at Mr. Akole's mind harder to find other Children they should bring back; on trip is better than two. The teacher spoke. "But take her sister, too. She's just as smart." Manfred stopped the hypnotism, and Mr. Akole slumped back into his chair, falling in a deep slumber.

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I'm sorry for the disappointment in Ben not being the fire starter, but I have bigger plans for Master Brown...

Chapter three preview:

Charlie woke up, startled. Something had waked him up. he looked around. Everyone in the dorm was asleep. From a very close distance a familiar voice spoke up. "pss, Charlie! Charlie, I'm right here!" Charlie's head was clearing up. "B...B..Ben? Why're you here? Wait. How'd you get in? Ben. I can't see you." he turned on the torch, and the few light sleepers in the dorm woke with a start and put their heads under their pillows, grimacing at the light. "Ben- I still can't see you. were are you?" with a sad voice, Ben answered, "I'm right here. I'm leaning on your nightstand." Still confused, Charlie looked over at his nightstand. "Ben, is this some kind of joke? Fidelio? Are you pulling a prank?" as if an answer, Fidelio grunted and rolled over in his sleep. "Ben I don't know where you are, but It's not funny. I still can't see you." with a very sad voice, Ben said, "I know. They're gone, Charlie. They're gone. Both of them. There was no detective work in Hong Kong. some one tricked them. They're gone. The cats brought me back, and I've been unseeable ever since."