Chapter 2: Late Again
Jake was late. For school that is. He had a good reason, though! You see, it was raining, so his mom had to drive him to school. Unfortunately, they hit rush-hour which made Jake 5 minutes late. He ran into the school building, panted, and looked around frantically to see if there were any teachers around. Satisfied, he pulled out his skateboarded (he had brought it along in hopes of the weather improving when school lets out).
He started skating towards his locker when Principal Decerto wheeled around a corner. Startled, Jake yelped and slipped off his skateboard, sending it flying towards a group of girls who squealed and ran to avoid the board.
"Sorry, ladies!" Jake called out. "My bad."
The principal was frowning at him. "Late again, Mr. Long?"
Jake got to his feet. "Look, I can explain! See, my moms had to drive me to school 'cuz it's raining, and we hit rush-hour!"
"Be that as it may, Jake, that's still no excuse for skateboarding in the building!" She scolded. "I'm giving you 2 weeks of detention starting tomorrow."
"Aw, man!"
After school, Jake headed over to his Grandpa's shop.
"Yo, yo, yo! Da Am-Drag in da hizzay!"
"Yo, yo, yo! We're in the back-ay!" Fu Dog replied back doing his trademark laugh. Jake headed to the back room where Fu and Lao Shi were occupying a couple and their daughter.
"Ah, Jake, you made it." Lao said. "These are the Bensons. Laura, Jack, and Leah. Leah has special powers. Everyone, this is my grandson, Jake. The American Dragon."
"Nice to meet y'all!"
Leah spoke up. "You too! Um...well, like your Grandpa said, I have special powers."
She explained how she discovered her ability to read minds, heal wounds, and make things happen/move. Then Lao explained how Jake needed to protect her from enemies. Only one problem, though...
"I have detention for two weeks starting tomorrow." Jake said, guiltily.
"Jake!" His gramps cried exasperated.
"There might be a way out of it." Leah suggested.
Jake raised his eyebrows. "How?"
"Well, I'm transferring to your school. As a new student, I need help getting to my classes, finding my locker, that sort of stuff. They usually have a student asisstant for that, right?"
"Right."
"So, all you have to do is convince the principal to trade your detention for helping me out!"
"That just might work!"