Shane led me to the field that was hidden at the back of the school and OMG, it was green. Greener than anything I've ever seen before. If the field was a guy, it'll be one of those that I'll be onto in two shakes of a lamb's tail. Shane gave me a piggy back while I was in a position like superman yelling...

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This time I was riding on Shane's back, my right arm pointing straight forward like superman while we were lapping the running track. One and a half times we went round before she collapsed and I fell into a muddy puddle.

'What on earth are you doing?' voice said,

He was towering above us. He looked pretty menacing but his uniform was impeccable. His dark hair was gelled in a 1920s style away from his face, which was pretty odd I have to admit but he made it look absolutely awesome, I think I'm in love.

'Hi George' Shane said who had already got to her feet and dusted herself off leaving me alone in the murky puddle.

'So this is your friend you've been talking about non-stop over the holidays'

'Yeah, JD'

'Nice to meet you, is your name actually JD' he said leading over me,

'It stands for Jane Dawson' I said, 'But Jane Dawson is my mom, so I call myself JD'

'Unique' he replied then turned to face Shane again,

'Whose form are you in?' I asked,

Mine please. Say mine.

'Jane, he's not in our form, no matter how hard you wish, he won't be able to, he's in the grade above us' Shane replied rolling her eyes, 'Now get out of that puddle, you have no idea what's in it'

Fish? Nah. Dog crap? Most probably.

I looked down at the murky puddle.

I screamed and scrambled to my feet like I was being attacked by a great white shark.

I was about five yards away from Shane and George before I realised how stupid I looked and turned back.

Definitely not cool.

'So what do you for fun around here?' Shane asked George,

'Science club' he replied with a smile,

'Science club?' She questioned,

'It's awesome. Even though Macy Circum runs it. She may be pretty but she has a hell of a lot of anger problems'

'Is she in your grade?' I asked,

'Nope. Grade 10' He replied,

'What days?' Shane asked,

'What time?' I said,

'Can year 7s go' Shane said,

'Is there a fish tank?' I asked

'Hold it on the questions' George snapped, 'Yes year 6s can go, it's on every day at 12:20pm to 1:05pm in room 027, and what was the other one',

'Is there a fish tank?' I asked again,

'What the-' he began to say, 'What do you think?',

'Yes?' I guessed,

'No!' he snapped, 'We killed them all last year',

'You fish murderer!' I cried, 'Come Shane, we're going to that science thing' and did my strut I do when I'm leaving a room after an argument.

'Sorry George. She's a bit mental' Shane apologised to George and quickly followed to make sure I don't kill myself on the way.