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Chapter 2

The following day at class, Dr. Oliver continued his lecture on the animals of the Mesozoic era.

"Now, class. Of the Mesozoic era, there were three geologic periods: there was the Triassic, Jurassic and Cretaceous periods. For examples, some of the animals of the Mesozoic Era were the Tyrannosaurus, Triceratops…"

Before Dr. O could go on with his lecture, Trent walks into the classroom with all eyes at him.

"Am I late again, Dr. O? If I am, I apologized."

He chuckles to himself. "No, Trent. You're not late to class; you're right on time."

Trent sits next to Kira, with a bitter look and his hand on his face. Looking at him, Kira sees something on Trent's hand, despite the fact that he was buried under his long sleeve shirt. Trent sees Kira endlessly looking at his hand.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. Just…nothing."

"Good." He pulls up his sleeve and continues to listening to Dr. O's lecture and looking down at his notebook as she did the same. The next twenty minutes have passed and the bell has finally rang. "Great, you guys can go. Remember, homework is due tomorrow and the test is on Friday! Make sure you study!" The class made their way out of the room.

As the gang headed out the door, Dr. O calls out,

"Trent!" He points him out. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

He tells them to go ahead and he'll meet them at the library after second period. He wanted to know what Dr. O wanted to talk to him about.

"What do you want?"

"Are you okay? I mean, for the past couple of months, for some reason, your grades' have been slipping a bit and you have been late a couple of times, but I let it slide. Where's your father? Is he out of town?"

He just wanted to know what was going on with him lately. He didn't want to feel like he's preying into Trent's personal life. He just wanted to help him, just like he helps him with adjusting into the team, now that they accepted him and into the life of being a Ranger on the good side, instead of being with Mesogog and his team.

"He's out of town for a while. I think he's at one of those conventions. My adoptive grandfather's staying with me while he's away. I don't know when he'll be back; it's usually a surprise."

"If there's anything you want to talk about; anything at all, I'll be there for you, just like I'm there with the other rangers."

"Fine. Now if you don't mind, Dr. O, I have to get to math class."

As Trent was leaving, Tommy notices something blue and black on his hand as he placed his bag on his shoulder and on the back of his neck, leaving him to be questioned about what's going on with Trent. On second thought, he stopped that train of thought; he started to have this weird feeling in his mind and stomach. He hoped it wasn't anything serious and began to fear for him.

After the gang's second period class was over, they all agreed to head down to the library to catch up with their studies before headed down for fourth period lunch. They sat down at a four-seated table as Conner was typing away on one of the school computers, Ethan was writing in his blue notebook and Kira was walking back to the table after she was done grabbing a book from one of the bookshelves.

"Well, here it is." She placed the book on the table. "The Canterbury Tales. Told you the library had it."

Conner sighs in relieve. "Thanks, Kira. I really need a good grade on this essay. Bates has been killing me since the beginning of this semester."

Ethan and Kira groaned in symphony. "He's a tough teacher."

"I feel for you, man."

For English class, Conner had the tough Mr., Dr., Professor Bates. Bates is a perfectionist when it comes to the work the students put to the plate and his stuff and he knows it well. Rumor has it that he can make Principal Randall look like a sweetheart at times. Come to think of it, they could make a very sweet couple, but Bates wouldn't fall for someone who is like him.

Trent runs downstairs to where Conner, Ethan and Kira were studying. Placing his backpack next to him, sitting down,

"Sorry if I'm late." He said, apologizing as he was taking out his Social Studies textbook out of his bag. "My class ran late."

"That's cool, man."

"So, Trent," Ethan started to have a conversation with Trent and the group. "What did Dr. O wanted to talk to you about?"

"He wanted to talk to me about how my grades are slipping, how I've been late a couple of times. To me, it wasn't a big deal."

"So, what kind of homework you have?"

"Other than the ten-question homework from Dr. O, advanced college-prep math, but I'm already done with it. So glad it's an early closing today."

"I know, man." Conner agreeing with him. "Let's go over to your house after school."

"Why we can't we go to your houses, instead?" Trent said, getting defensive.

"Trent, the last time we were at our own houses, my mother showed embarrassing photos of me..."

The gang became to snickers when Conner said that.

"Oh, yeah," Kira snickers. "Didn't she show you those cute, little baby photos of you?"

Ethan couldn't stop snickering about it. "Remember that one photo..." Ethan stopped after he gets an irked look from Conner.

"As I was saying, Ethan's mother started tells stories about him and Kira's father was in the room with us the entire time..."

"He just wanted to make sure there was no 'monkey business' going down."

"And besides, we haven't been to your house and I would be cool if we went to your house."

"Fine."

Trent's phone started going off and quite loudly, causing the librarian to keep him down by telling him to be quiet with her index finger. Answering the phone,

"Hello?" He groans in annoyance. "Hello, grandfather." He grabs his textbooks and notebooks, his bag and had to tell the gang,

"I have to take this. It's my grandfather. Come over to my house after school, okay?"

"No problem, man. See ya."

"See ya, Trent."

"Yeah, man. Later."

As Trent was leaving, Kira sees the same thing Tommy noticed: something blue and black on Trent's hand as he placed his bag on his shoulder and the same thing on the back of his neck.

A few second later, Conner sees Kira's look on her face right after Trent leaves.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah," Kira shrugs off. "I'm alright."

They shrugged and continued with their studies.