A/N: Sorry this took so long. I had BDS(Braindead syndrom). It's Blue's cool way of saying Writer's Block. Anyways, chapter two. Starring Lisa, Blue, Chary, and a weird code called 'Operation Push Pull'. My reviewers(all three of you):

Streamheart: Yeah it's weird. That's the point. XD

Tara Brookswell: I think I started reading your story actually. I'm only on Chapter 2.

Chary Moota: You know this story is funny!

"Good bye Lisa!" Mrs. Atwood cried, dashing out of the office.

"Wait, why goodbye mum?"

"Lisa, do you pay attention to anything I tell you?"

"No."

"This is boarding school. For the next seven months, you'll be living here! Isn't that great?" "Um . . . NO! That means I'm not going to see you until December!"

"When school ends!" Ms. Heckgans, who finally noticed Lisa was there, screamed like a valley girl.

"I thought school ended in June?" Lisa said.

Mr. Witazap gasped, "Oh NO! She's worse than I ever could've thought. She really thinks school ends in June."

The three adults laughed quickly and wiped coming tears from their eyes. "What about my things?" Lisa asked quietly.

"Oh, they've already been sent up to your dorm room." Mr. Witazap said, handing her three pieces of paper.

"What's this? What's this? What's this?"

"The first paper contains your schedule, and your dorm room. The second paper is a little questionnaire we'd like you to fill out. The third paper is the code of conduct for the school. Now, we're going to introduce you to someone." Mr. Witazap was talking to her as if she were a baby. Lisa opened and closed her mouth like a fish.

Ms. Heckgans disappeared into a dark room for a moment, to grab the telephone, dialed and number and screamed, "BLUEEE!" Lisa couldn't hear the reply, but when Ms. Heckgans nodded twice, Lisa got a bad feeling in her stomach. "Blue will be down in just a moment." Ms. Heckgans said sweetly. "She'll show you to your room . . . AND YOUR DOOM! Nah, I'm just kiddin', you're alright Lisa." Lisa blinked twice.

"And they say I'm insane!" Shorty McShortshort growled.

"Blue, meet our new student-"

"Lisa. I already know who she is." Blue sounded irritated, and quite annoyed.

"How did you-?" Lisa asked dumfounded.

"Know who you were? You and Katie aren't quiet you know."

"Are you-?" Lisa continued.

"Physic? Me? No."

"Then how are you-?" Lisa asked, confused.

"Answering all your questions? You myopic morons are so predictable."

"So where are we-?"

"Going? Upstairs."

"Really-" "Specific. Yeah, I know. Isn't it great?"

"Can you-"

"Stop finishing your sentences? Fine."

"Thank you." Lisa thanked, rolled her eyes.

"You'll have to excuse the dorm room condition. As spacious as it is, because it's the dorm for honor students, not as in honor roll students, but students who are . . . shall we say important? You'll be sharing this with me, Chary, Lee, and Kimiko." Blue rambled, as they climbed up the stairs.

"Interesting names." Lisa said sarcastically.

"I know. You're the only one with a normal name."

"Lee's a somewhat normal name."

"No it isn't. These are all codenames. Everyone in this school has a codename. Even Katie." Blue said nonchalantly, as if she could still read Lisa's mind.

"So when will I get my codename?"

"Probably tomorrow. Everyone gets their codename within their first week of school. Even if you're new."

"So . . ."

"What?"

"What kinda stuff do you do around here after school?"

"You can stay outside as long as it's light out. Then you have to come in. You must have dinner ordered no later than 7:30. All food should be eaten by 9:00, lights out whenever you feel like it."

"I meant what activities."

"Not much. Curling, swimming, the usual sports."

"Horse back riding?" Lisa asked hopefully.

Blue looked around wildly and hissed, "SSHHH!"

"What?"

"You can't say that word. The 'h' word."

"Horse?"

"Shut up!" Blue pulled out a walkie-talkie. "Chary, we have a code 7 in progress. Operation Push Pull. I repeat, Operation Push Pull."

"Wait? What's 'Operation Push Pull?'" Lisa cried.

"Chillax," Blue said. "Chary, ready when you are."

"10-4." The walkie-talkie crackled.

I LOVE WRITING ABOUT THIS WACKY SCHOOL! There is a reason why you can't talk about horses in this school which I will get to later . . . if I feel like it. What is Operation Push Pull? You'll have to find out next chapter.