A/N: Hello? Is anyone still there? I know it's been awhile since I've updated this story. But here, I am, with chapter four. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: Alana Santos is my creation. Everyone else in this chapter, is not. I am just borrowing them.
The weekend was over and school was back in session. Everything seemed normal. Nothing appeared to be out of place to the children. That morning, they were too busy talking to each other, they didn't even realize that one of their classmates was missing.
"Hey Elle, is that a new dress," Haley asked of the pink dress, her classmate was wearing.
Elle smiled proudly. "Yep. Do you like it," she asked.
Haley smiled back. "It's very pretty," she said.
"Thank you," said Elle.
"Elle, I don't mean to alarm you, but there's a spider in your hair," said Emily.
Frantic, Elle began messing her hair, in an attempt to remove the spider. "Is it out, yet," she asked.
"Nope, I can still see it," said Emily.
Elle was about to continue to mess up her hair, until Kate stopped her. "She's lying to you," she said. "There never was a spider in your hair."
Visibly upset, Elle looked at Emily, who was doing her best to control her laughter. "Emily, is that true," she asked. "Was there ever a spider in my hair?"
Unable to control herself, Emily began laughing. "No. I just wanted to see you mess up your own hair," she admitted. "I can't believe you fell for that!"
When Elle had first arrived at school that morning, her dark hair was in beautiful curls, with a pink ribbon to compliment them. Now, not even ten minutes later, her hair was a tangled mess. She did her best to not cry.
"That's mean! Why do you always pick on me," asked Elle. "I wanted to look pretty today, but now I just look like an ugly monster!"
"I pick on you because you always act like you're a princess and sometimes you act like you're better than everyone else," Emily explained. "And besides, I think you look more pretty now, than you ever have."
"No I don't! My hair is a mess," Elle whined. "And now everyone's gonna pick on me!"
"No, they won't because only I can," said Emily. "And if anyone else tries to, I'm gonna beat them up."
Unable to control herself. Elle broke down into tears. "I can't be here today, looking like this!"
Emily rolled her eyes. She did however, feel bad for making Elle cry. Nearly out of all the times she picked on her, this was truly the first time she had ever seen Elle in tears.
"I'm sorry Elle. I didn't want to make you cry," Emily apologized. "You don't have to have nice hair or nice clothes just to look or feel pretty," she explained. "but if you truly believe you do, then hear, you can borrow this," she offered Elle a black hair tie from her wrist. "I know black isn't your color, but it'll go well with your pink dress."
Elle sniffled as she took the hair tie. "Thank you," she said. She combed her hair with her fingertips and pulled it back into a ponytail. "Does it look okay, now?"
Emily gave Elle a thumbs up. "Perfect," she said.
About a moment later, Alana entered the room. "Good morning, class," she happily announced with a smile.
"Good morning, Mrs. Santos," the class replied back.
"Okay, let's all get to our desks," said Alana as she stood at the chalkboard. "It's time to begin the day."
Most of the children groaned as they walked to their desks. "Can't we take like a two hour nap and then start the day," David yawned.
Alana let out a small laugh. "I'm sorry, but only Kindergartners get nap time," she said. "And they only get twenty minutes."
"Well at least they get to sleep during school," said David. "The rest of us have to go through an entire day of school without napping. So, do you really think that's fair? Let me answer that for you, No. No it isn't fair," he said. "Naps in school, should be for everyone."
"I'm fine with not taking any naps during school," said Maeve. "No naps means we have time to learn so much more."
"Only you and Spen…" Aaron stopped himself as he realized something. "Wait, Spencer's not here!"
The class was now in full on freak out mode. They were either jumping out of their desks, screaming or running around the room. Alana tried to calm everyone down, but they just wouldn't listen.
"Sound the alarms! Put the school on lockdown," Ashley shrieked. "Someone stole our genius!"
"We have to find him," Luke frantically announced. "Wait, we can't look for him if the school is on lockdown!"
Emily stood on Stephen's desk, with her hands on both sides of her head. "I knew I should have installed that tracking device in him, when I had the chance. Now we're never gonna see him again." she said. "This is all my fault," suddenly she looked down at Stephen and saw that he had tears in his eyes and a painful expression on his face. "Well don't just sit there and cry. Tell me that it isn't my fault," she demanded.
"It's not your fault and you're standing on my hand," Stephen painfully announced.
Emily looked down and gasped when she saw that she was standing on Stephen's hand. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to put your hand on a desk," she lifted her foot, so Stephen could free his hand. "That's a real good way to lose an eye."
"That doesn't make any sense," said Stephen. "How can I lose an eye just by putting my hand on a desk?"
Emily smacked her own forehead. "Agent McCorn Flakes, now is not the time for one of your silly riddles," she said. "Agent Elephamingo is missing! When we find him, you can swim in a pool full of chili and gravy, all you want. Until then, we gotta stick to the mission!"
"I need everyone to calm down and get back to…" Alana tried saying, but just couldn't get anyone's attention. Finally she picked up a small bell that was lying on her desk and began ringing it. Suddenly the room went silent and everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to their teacher. "Thank you," said Alana. "Now I need you all to stay calm and get back to your seats."
"But what about…" Kevin was about say.
"Get back to your seats and I'll tell you what's going on," Alana interrupted Kevin. When the children returned to their seats, Alana began explaining to them what was going on. "Spencer is not missing and he hasn't been stolen. He simply just moved on up to the fifth grade," she said.
The children were stunned. They couldn't believe what they were hearing.
"Why would he do that? I thought we were his friends," Penelope sadly asked.
"Sweetheart, it isn't like that," said Alana. "As we all know, Spencer is a genius and he needs to be with people of his own intellectual level."
"What does that mean," asked Derek.
"It means that he needs to be with people who are just as smart as he is," Maeve explained.
Aaron suddenly realized something. "Wait, Maeve, you're really smart too. Why didn't you get moved up to the fifth grade," he asked.
Maeve shrugged her shoulders. "I am smart, but not as smart as Spencer," she said. "I don't have a high enough intelligence to skip a few grades. Plus if I could, I wouldn't. My parents want me to stay with my own age group."
David stood up. "Well I want to go talk to him," he said as he was about to march over to the door.
"David, get back to your seat," said Alana. "School is for learning. Not for visiting friends. You can all talk to Spencer after school today."
Later that day as it was raining, the class took an indoor recess. While usually during an indoor recess, everyone would be scattered throughout the room, but not today. Today they were all seated in the timeout area. Not because they were in trouble, but because they were discussing a plan to break Spencer out of the fifth grade. As usual, Emily was the ring leader. Everyone seemed okay with that, but Kate was slightly mad about it.
"Why do you get to be the ring leader," she asked Emily.
"Because she's a spy and she's the one who came up with this mission," said Beth.
"And as much as she annoys me or despite the fact that she rarely makes any sense, she knows what she's doing," Elle admitted. "And there is no one else that can lead a team like she can. So if you want to be a part of this mission, then I suggest you listen to Emily."
Kate rolled her eyes, but chose not to say anything else.
Emily began discussing the plan. "Okay, I don't want to say much right now because the enemy could be listening," she pointed at Alana, but everyone thought she was pointing at Will, who was seated directly across from her. They all gasped.
"Will's the enemy," Alex shockingly asked.
Will held his hands up in defense. "Hey, I'm just as shocked as the rest of you," he said. "I never thought I'd be the enemy, but if Emily says I am, then I guess I am," he was about to stand up and go elsewhere in the room, until Emily stopped him.
"Sit back down," she said through gritted teeth. "I wasn't talking about you."
Just as confused as everyone else, Will sat back down. "Then who were you talking about," he asked.
"Okay, look past Will and what do you all see," asked Emily.
Everyone looked. "Um… All the desks that we sit in," said Savannah. "Wait are they the enemy?"
Emily rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Okay looked further than that and tell me what you see," she said.
Everyone obeyed and continued to look. "I got it," Grant thrillingly announced. "It's the chalkboard! That's the enemy!"
Emily wanted to rip out her own hair, but decided against it. Instead, she inhaled a breath and slowly exhaled it. "Look to the left of the chalkboard," she said.
Once again, everyone looked. "You mean Mrs. Santos' desk," asked Jason.
"And who do you see sitting at that desk," asked Emily.
"Mrs. Santos," said David. "Why? What's so important about her?"
Emily let out an exasperated sigh. "She' the enemy," she said.
"Why is Mrs. Santos the enemy," asked Penelope.
"Because unlike the rest of us, she's the only one who isn't worried about getting Spencer back," Emily explained. "Now as I was saying, I don't want to say much because she could be listening. So tomorrow morning when we get to school, don't come to class. We all need to meet outside and we need to make sure no one sees us. If anyone sees us, then the mission will be ruined."
"So where are we all supposed to meet tomorrow," asked Kate.
Emily thought for a moment. "Behind the large tree that's near the jungle gym," she said. "No one will be able to see us there. Once we all arrive at that tree, I'll explain everything."
End of chapter four. Let me know what you all thought and I'll give you a fifth chapter. If I don't get any reviews, then I'm cancelling this story. Just kidding. I'm still gonna update it, no matter what. But seriously though, reviews would be greatly appreciated it.