Hey Guys, here's Chapter seven! Enjoy and sorry it's late and a tad shorter than usually!

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First thing I notice is my hands. They are small, slender, and pale. I life my head from the desk and see a computer screen before me. Huh, what's this? I ask, staring at the screen that seems to have some sort of video playing.

That's when I remember, I'm no longer in Club Penguin or at TAG headquarters. I'm in the real world. Immediately I begin to look myself over. I touch my nose. No beak? I see my loose pink shirt, jean pants, and sandals. I have toes! I examine my fingernails because they have strange colors on the. I start to scratch at it and it comes off like...paint?

I began to scan the room. There are tons of creatures, identified as humans, and they are all chatting away while sitting at computers. Is this like a tech lab? I feel something tap me on the shoulder. It's a human girl that looks about the same age as me. She has long brown hair and she's wearing a t-shirt and ripped jeans.

"Psst," she addresses me. "You better close that."

She points at my screen with the video on it.

"As much as you like listening to music on Youtube, Mrs. Fawk will not be happy if she catches you." The girl informs.

Youtube? Fawk? I stare at her blankly.

"Who?" I ask, puzzled.

"Mrs. Fawk, our English teacher." She answers, "seriously it's already been over eight months now. How can you not remember who she is?"

"Oh right...I was just testing you to see if you knew," I remark.

"Haha very funny" the girl exclaims.

I turn off my computer and just sit there listening in on all the conversations. Then something rings in the hall. A bell? Suddenly everyone scrambles up from their spot and heads to the door. I just sit at the computer confused. That girl who told me about Mrs. Fawk notices I haven't gotten up yet.

"Come on!" She says, grabbing my arm. "We need to get to Global."

Finally it dawns on me.

"Wait...we're in school?" I exclaim.

The girl rolls her eyes.

"Yes of course, we're in school!" She answers, "and we're going to be late to class! Mr. Sandler will not be happy if you're late again!"

Before I can say anything, she grabs a pile of things that are beside me and pulls me out of the room!

Clink!

Alex glances down at his bowl of soup. It's not empty yet. Still his spoon had hit something and it wasn't the bottom.

Clink! Clink!

Alex glances at where the camera is an turns to a blind side. Then he digs into the soup and grabs a hard shape that touches his fin. Alex takes it out and examines it. It's a master key.

Alex smiles, now it's time to escape. Remember your objective. He had already read the hidden note written on his napkin.

At exactly seven minutes from now, there will be a power failures. The cameras will be blind and so will your guard.

Alex continues to eat his soup as he silently counts the time to himself. He already knew six minutes had passed. 49...50...Alex stands up and walks over to his cell. 51...52...53...He starts to memorize a safe path to the door out of his cell and the room. 54...55...56...Alex glances up at the security camera. 57...58...59...He grins. 60.

As Alex made his escape in the dark, he wasn't aware that someone else was watching his escape.

"Sorry." The penguin states quietly, "but I can't let you leave that easily."

The penguin reaches their fin up and pulls a small lever down, raising the alarms.

ALEX ESCAPING? ANOTHER PENGUIN RAISING THE ALARMS? SARAH'S IN SCHOOL?! What in the world is going on here? Find out October 16th!

RR:

The EnderPickaxe: That's good that you're excited and that's okay about your story. I'll be excited when it comes up.

Rosa Blythe: Clara's a good name, although that's not her name. How do you think Sarah will be able to contact HQ? Hm, Micheal sure isn't keeping his composure, is he? and as for your other questions, well you'll just have to find out. Also I'm sure Rookie will get down to you and give you the rope he bought from the store. Hopefully he didn't mistaken the Twizzler's as rope though.