It was finally time for my new favorite part of the school day, helping FG with Remedial Goodness 101. I usually had a free period, so I volunteer to help out. Rob wasn't too thrilled when he found out, but since FG was the teacher, he relaxed a little.

I smiled, looking at my blackboard masterpiece, "how does this look, FG? Welcoming enough?"

FG clapped her hands joyfully, "if this doesn't get their goodness juices flowing, I don't know what will," she handed a piece of paper, "Now will you please put these questions and multiple choice answers on the board? And don't forget the quotes of the day."

I laughed as wrote the words.

Question 1- If someone hands you a crying baby, do you:
-A. Curse it?
-B. Lock it in a tower?
-C. Give it a bottle?
-D. Carve out its heart?

Question 2- You find a vile of poison, do you:
-A. Put it in the King's wine?
-B. Paint it on an apple?
-C. Turn it over to the proper authorities?

Quotes of the Day:
-Mouths are for smiling, NOT for biting.
-Sharing is Caring.

Once I was done, the VKs entered the room. They sat three tables back from the front with the girls on the left side of the isle and the boys on the right.

"Hey, guys," I greeted, "how has your day been so far," they all groaned boredly, "that good, huh?"

Jay smirked slightly, "well it's a lot better now that I get to look at a foxy lady."

FG's head popped up in front of my face, blocking my view of Jay, "Why thank you for the complement, Jay, but I'm a married woman," she smiled sweetly. The others laughed at Jay, who's smirk turn into a sneer of digust. "Well let me start class by saying, hello, dear ones," FG turned to me, "you can stand at the podium."

I nodded, "alrighty."

FG got her pointer stick and walked to the blackboard, "let's begin." She pointed to each word as she read the first question. Once she was done reading the last answer choice, Evie's hand shot up. FG smiled at her, "Evie."

"What was the second one?"

Mal rolled her eyes at her, shaking her head.

FG nodded, "okay, anyone else," she looked at Mal, who seemed to be drawing something, "Mal?"

"C. Give it a bottle," Mal answered without looking up.

"Correct," FG cheered.

Carlos looked at Mal, "how did you know that?"

She shrugged, "just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun."

Evie gasped, "oh, that makes so much sence."

I snickered as the boys nodded in agreement. Leave it to Mal to be bad while choosing good answers.

FG was about to continue when Jane walked through the door. She squealed, walking faster as she pasted the VKs.

FG put her hands on her knees, "Hello, dear one."

"Hi," Jane handed FG a clipboard as she watched the VKs cautiously, "you need to sign off on early dismissal for the coronation."

"Everyone here remembers my daughter, Jane," FG asked as she signed the paper.

"Mom, no," Jane quickly said, hating the attention from the VKs.

"It's okay," FG pushed Jane towards the VKs as she handed her back the clipboard, "Jane, this is everyone."

"Hi," Jane gulped, "that's okay, don't mind me. As you were."

The VKs' gazes followed Jane as she quickly left, squealing.

"Ahem," the VKs turned back to FG, "let's continue. You find a vile of poison, do you, A. Put it in the King's wine? B. Paint it on an apple," Mal and Evie's shared a laugh at that answer, "or C. Turn it over to the proper authorities?"

Evie, Jay and Carlos' hands shot up. Jay pulled Carlos' hand down.

"Oh...get off," Carlos said, fighting against Jay's grip.

"Jay."

"C. You turn it over to the proper authorities," Jay winked at me as he shoved Carlos' hand away.

"I was gonna say that," Carlos pouted.

'Aw, he looks like a wounded puppy.'

"But I said it first," Jay said, talking to Carlos like he was a baby. He, then, pulled Carlos into a headlock, "come here! Come on, who said it first? Who said it first?"

FG tapped her stick against the podium, trying to get the boys' attention, "Boys," they looked up at her, "I am gonna encourage you to use that energy on the Tourney Field."

"Oh, no," Carlos shoved Jay off, "that's okay. Whatever that is, we'll...we'll pass."

Much to the boys' annoyance, FG insisted, so here I am leading them to the Tourney Field. We walked up to Coach, who was talking to Ben and Rob.

"Hey, Coach."

Ben and Coach looked at us. Ben smiled, while Rob glared at the boys, who ignored Ben and glared back at Rob.

"Hello, Princess Anna," Coach gave me a slight bow, "what can I do for you today?"

"Well for one, you can stop calling me Princess. Coach, you know I'm just Anna at school," I laughed before pushing Jay and Carlos towards him, "second, I have two new recruits for you."

Coach smiled at them, "so you want to tryout for the team, huh?"

"Had to," Carlos mumbled.

Coach must've not heard him or he pretended that he didnt, "well, why don't you two go get your gear on and meet back here in five minutes."

"I'll show them where the locker room is, Coach," Ben volenteered.

The boys followed Ben to the locker room. When they came back, I noticed, from my spot next to Coach, Jay had on blue like Ben and Rob, while Carlos wore yellow like Chad, Cinderella's son. That meant Jay was on Ben's team, and Carlos was on Chad's team. No offence to my brother's best friend, but he was no leader. He was too arrogant.

"Ben, offence," Coach called out, "Chad, you're defense. Taylor, you're the shooter," he noticed Carlos was looking around, "Hey! Hey, you. Lost boy! Put your helmet on! Get out of the kill zone! Come on! Pick it up! Put it on! Two hands!"

Carlos put his helmet on, going over to Ben, who took him to the other side of the field before returning to his position. I couldn't help but chuckled. Carlos was like a lost puppy.

Coach blew his whistle, signaling the players to play. Carlos stayed in his spot, clenching to his shield, while Jay watched Ben play before joining in. He began knocking down everyone in his path, even his own teammates. He ran through the kill zone, doing flips to avoid the 'dragon fire' that Taylor was firing at him. Jay picked up the ball and ran for the goal. Unfortunately, for Carlos, Jay was coming straight for him with no sigh of slowing down. Carlos threw his Tourney stick at him before dropping to the ground, screaming. Jay jumped over Carlos and hit the ball into the goal, but that didn't stop Jay from going after the goalkeeper, who ran away.

Jay threw his stick down, "oh, yeah! Come on, let's go," he took off his helmet and started to do a victory dance, "Oh! Whoo! Whoo, whoo! Oh! Oh!."

Coach blew his whistle, "You," he pointed at Jay, "get over here." All the players ran up to Coach, but his eyes were only on Jay, "what do you call that," he smiled, "I call that raw talent. Come find me later. I'll show you something you haven't seen before. It's called a rule book," he patted Jay's shoulder, "welcome to the team, son," Coach looked at Carlos, "you ever thought about band?"

Carlos gave him a dry chuckle, while Jay busted out laughing.

Ben put his hand on Carlos' shoulder, "I'll work with him, Coach."

Coach nodded, still unsure, "alright. Let's run that again."

I smiled, watching the boys practice. We were making progress. The VKs were being accepted.