Hello random peoples of the interwebs, it is I! AnimeHopeLove! And I have returned for another chapter of this story (With a black eye to be exact) Damn tennis ball thrown by a person who plays baseball ._.

Before we get started, I'd like to thank my friend, Tman6345, who helped me catch a mistake in my maths, and a helpful person by the name of Ventrust Westwind who showed me a small grammar mistake! Thanks to you both. Well now, lets dive into the story!

"Sly... Sly?" Bentley exclaimed. "I've found another file." When his friend didn't answer, the turtle turned, seeing Sly asleep at the desk he had been reading at. Bentley chuckled at the sight of his furry friend collapsed on the Thievius Raccoonus, his friends arms a pillow for his head and his hat sliding off his grey head.

Bentley stood up, sliding off his chair and slowly walking over to Sly with his small quick footsteps. Pitter patter, pitter patter. Bentley stood next to Sly and tried multiple ways of waking his friend up, from talking in his ear to trying to push him off the chair with his weak arm muscles.

Bentley sighed, giving up and turning and walking back to his computer. Pitter patter, pitter patter. He pulled himself back onto his spinning chair, spinning again to face his computer. The blue computer screen glowed brightly, the black letters easily standing out from the light background of the computer. He read it for the second time, sorting the information through his head as he read.

This girl Jasmine got into a lot of trouble for snarky and sly comments at school as well as in the orphanage, as well as her horrible math skills. She seemed like Sly, that's for sure. A record of 20 detentions, a history of being involved in fights, half of which it seemed like she didn't start. She was very good at gymnastics though, she had won 4 golds in tournaments before she quit at the age of 13. Her teachers called her a 'Sly girl who if she tried could do well.'. This raccoon definitely seemed related to Sly.

The picture sealed the deal though. He had found a picture taken the previous year at her school for the yearbook.

Short wavy black hair, green eyes with brown specks that glowed with mischief, and that smirk. The smirk that basically screamed Cooper, the one that showed mischief, slyness, humor. The same one that played Sly's face constantly. If these two weren't related, then he would honestly be surprised.

A yawn filled the room, and Sly's voice echoed through the room. "What did I miss, Bentley?"

Of course he just woke up.

Jasmine was bored.

The math teacher was blabbing on and on and on about monomials and binomials while Jasmine honestly had no idea what she was talking about.

How was she not failing this class?! She again, had no idea. Maybe she was failing. She never got to see her report cards (They were automatically sent to the orphanage) So how could she? For all she knew she could be getting 100s in everything, though that was close to impossible.

Though Math was her worst subject, gym was her best. Her athletic nature had lead to her being an amazing gymnast. It was really the only subject where she knew she was doing good cause all they needed to do was run, have gym appropriate clothes. and actually do something. She was very good at gymnastics too, she had won some medals, which was really some of the only things she had done well at.

She was actually heading to gym as she thought. She walked down a hall filled with lockers, and walked down it, hearing the chatter of other students echoed through the halls.

To be honest, she kind of wished she had friends at the school, she always had wanted it. But then she would remember; No one wants to be friends with her. She tried when she first got to the horrid school. But no one cared for her, the girl with the over sized leather gloves. None whatsoever. And so she decided to stay alone.

She turned a corner, seeing the sign for the gym and following it. The only real 'friends' she would make were the people who were on her team when they did sports, cause they always won. The people on her team were so happy when she joined their team, but that's really the only time people 'liked' her. And she guessed she was okay with it.

She entered the gym and walked into the locker room. Today was soccer. She liked the sport, and she was okay at it.

It was time to play some soccer.

There we go! Another chapter. I hope you enjoyed this, including the bit of humor with Sly. I thought would add that because... WHY NOT ?! But yeah, hope you enjoyed, and I'll see you later weirdos.

Love,

xXAnimeHopeLoveXx