Elizabeth was sitting with Dane and Alyssa at Recess, she couldn't play because the principal was making her sit out for the week, but Dane and Alyssa decide that if she couldn't play, then neither would they, "so you guy's want to play eye spy?" Alyssa asked.

"Sure!" Dane said, "I'll go first." He looked around, "I spy with my little eye, something orange."

"Your basketball."

"How'd you know?'

Elizabeth wasn't listening; she was too busy looking at her mother's necklace.

"What's that?" Alyssa asked, looking at the necklace.

"It's my mothers necklace." She said, "my dad gave it to me."

"Wow," Alyssa said, "it's pretty."

"It's cool," Dane said.

"It's mine!" someone shouted, grabbing the chain and yanking it off of Elizabeth's neck.

"Hey!" Elizabeth shouted, standing up.

"Shut up!" the kid shouted, it was the principal's son.

"Give it back!" Elizabeth shouted, "Give it back!"

"No! You owe me something for punching me, so I'm taking your necklace!"

"Please give it back!" she begged.

He pushed her down, 'no! I already told you it's mine!"

Elizabeth started crying, Alyssa hugged her, trying to stop her while Dane stood up against the kid, "what's your problem! Just give her the necklace back!"

"No, she started this, so she has to pay!"

Dane ran to tackle him but he just stepped out of the way and tripped him.

"Hey.' Someone said, making the kid turn around, "what!" he snarled.

Behind him stood a kid with long shaggy hair, he had on old ripped up jean and didn't have any shoes on, the white shirt he wore was slightly baggy and had holes in it, the jeans jacket he wore had holes in the sleeves, he had on knitted gloves that had the finger tips cut off, his eyes were a stormy grey that glared at the boy. "Who are you!"

"Jasper Owens." He said, "and who are you?"

"Chester Greenhorn.' He said.

"Well Chester," Jasper said, "I'm going to give you two options, either you can give her the necklace back, or I can beat the living snot out of you and take it back, what's it going to be."

"Well I'm not giving it back, and I doubt you can beat me up."

Jasper grabbed the front of Chester's shirt and picked him up, "give her back the necklace." He growled.

Chester held his hand out and dropped It in Elizabeth's hand.

"Now say your sorry."

"Oh come on…"

"Say it!" he growled.

Chester sighed, "I'm sorry for stealing your dumb necklace." He grumbled.

'now get out of here!" Jasper said, tossing him to the side.

Chester landed and ran away, towards the teacher.

"Thank you." Elizabeth said softly.

"No prob." He said, he looked down at Dane, 'nice try in taking him down, but I think he was a little too quick."

Dane nodded, Ms. Ramone walked over, 'Ms. Pickles, Mr. Owens, come with me."

Jasper followed the teacher, Elizabeth following with her head down.

"Mr. Greenhorn says that you stole his necklace?"

"What?" Jasper asked angrily, "he stole it from Elizabeth!"

"No I didn't!" Chester shouted, "He's lying Ms. Ramone, that necklace was…it was my aunts! Yeah…and…and she…uh…gave it to me for Christmas!"

Ms. Ramone looked down at Chester, "Chester," she said, "I have had enough of your lying, Elizabeth, Jasper go play, Mr. Green horn here will be sitting out for the week."

Elizabeth and Jasper ran away, with Chester trying to argue with Ms. Ramone.

"Elizabeth!" Alyssa said happily, 'your not in trouble?"

"No, Chester is in trouble for lying, so we get to play!"

Alyssa and Dane cheered, going towards the ball court.

"Thanks for helping us," Elizabeth said to Jasper, "and thanks for getting my necklace back.

"Any time." Jasper said.

"Why don't you have shoes?"

He shrugged, "I can never find a pair." He said, and with that he walked away.

Tommy watched the choir from his spot on top of the ladder he sat on. He was supposed to be cleaning the windows but right now he didn't' care for it, he listened as the main group of them sang old spirituals, getting ready for some contest coming up, he saw a small group sitting in the back talking, "hmm…" he climbed down from his ladder and walked over to them. "What are you guy's doing?"

The teens looked at him, they were all dressed differently then the rest of the choir, while the rest of them were dressed nicely these six teens were dressed like punks, they all looked like they shopped at Hot Topic, two of them were making out, while the one was leaning against a window, smoking a cigarette. "nothing," one said, "passin' the time."

"Why ain't you working with the rest of the choir?'

"We don't wanna," the same guy said, "it's boring, I joined Band and Choir for music, but the music we play isn't any fun, it's all of that old time crap."

"Yeah," someone else said, tommy looked over at the couple making out, they had broken apart and the girl was talking, "I mean, all they have us sing is that Latin shit, we want to rock!"

Tommy looked at the girl, "well then, ordinary choir isn't going to get you where you want to go."

"Yeah we figured that out at the beginning, now we're just showing up to get a grade."

Tommy looked at them all, "hold on." He said, and then walked over to the rest, "Ms. Deville, can I talk to you?"

"Sure!" Lil said walking over,

"Hey is it alright if I take those six kids over there and turn them into a band?"

"Why?"

"They said they want to rock, and I thought, you know, how about I show them?"

"Well, it would really boost they're grade up, considering that they don't really work in here…sure!"

Tommy smirked and walked back to the teens, "so you guy's want to rock?"

"Yeah!" they all said, except for the guy who was smoking, who put his cigarette out and looked at Tommy, nodding.

"Alright," he wrote something down on a piece of paper, "come to this address tomorrow morning, and I'll get you started." With that, tommy turned and walked back to his ladder.

After class, Lil walked over to Tommy, "so what's your plan for them?" Lil asked.

"Well, they want to rock, and i have band experience, how about I form them into a band."

Lil nodded slowly, "that could work, they're all pretty good musicians, but they lack determination."

"I bet I'll find the determination they lack." Tommy said, sliding down the ladder, "so how's the main choir doing?"

"Oh we'll be going to competition next week, so they've been working hard, I'm sure we'll make it."

Tommy nodded, "you know…Elizabeth has been wanting to see you again… and…um… you know…we're having a cook out Sunday… so… If you want to go…"

Elizabeth smiled, "sure I would love to go see Elizabeth, and that cook out sounds like fun."

Tommy smiled, "it's at a house a few blocks from here, If you'll meet me at my house we can go over together."

"Sure." Lil said, 'now I have to go, I gotta meet my brother at his restaurant, but you have a good day Tommy!"

Tommy watched her leave with a smile on his face; things are starting to look better.

Ms. Ramone stomped out of the elementary school, "stupid, bratty, no good son of a…"

"Whoa! Wally, that's no way to talk around a school." Lil said walking over, "what's up?"

"Stupid Mr. Greenhorn, he was threatening to fire me because I got his kid in trouble today."

"Really?" she asked, "that's just horrible, what did his kid do?'

"He had tried to steal one of my students' necklace's then he tried to lie and say that she stole it from him, so I sat him out for the rest of the week, but when his dad found out, he called me in and said that I had no right to do that with so little 'evidence' this is kindergarten not the stupid high school!"

"So he threatened to fire you?"

"Yeah," she said, "he said if I do it again, that I'm gone, and his son was there the entire time just smirking at me, I wish I can wipe the smirk off his little face."

'I think you should report him," Lil said, 'he can't get away with threatening you for no reason."

"I doubt the school board will listen to me."

Lil sighed, "I can't believe he's going to get away with this."

Wally shook her head, "lets just stop talking about it, how about you? How's your janitor friend doing?"

"He's doing real great, he's volunteering to help those six students I was telling you about, the six that don't do anything."

"Wow, that's great! I really need to meet him."

"I think you have, his daughter is in your class.'

"Really?" she asked, "which one? Little Alyssa Frazier?"

"No,"

"Ginger Apodaca?"

"No, her name is Elizabeth Pickles."

She stopped and looked at Lil, "are you serious?" she asked, "the janitor your talking about is the guy covered in tattoo's?"

"He is not covered in them! Just on his arms."

"And how do you know he is not 'covered' in them?"

"What are you insinuating?"

"Oh come on, I know your attracted to sketchy men."

"He is not sketchy!" she said, turning red, "and I'm not attracted to him!"

"Yeah sure," she said, 'what about that text you sent me about going to a cook out with him."

"It's just because his daughter wants to see me." She said.

"Oh yeah sure," Wally said sarcastically.

Lil let out a frustrated sigh, "I'm leaving, I'll see you at Phil's Restaurant."

"Alright, See you! Have fun with Tats!"

"Who?"

"Tattoo guy, I'm calling him Tats."

Lil rolled her eyes and walked away. "he does not like me like that." She said, though she had a small smile.