Hi everyone! It's been a busy week for me as my volunteer job turned into a paid second-job. But thankfully, part of the job is stuff I can do anywhere, so I still have time to write. I wanted to thank all of you for reading my stories, and a huge thank you to CherryWillow2000! I'm so glad you enjoyed Never for Nothing. I enjoyed writing those stories about April and Donnie.

Speaking of which, I thought of doing a little fun Hanashi where the Turtles play Monopoly together. This one would be different as there would be no song for me to feature. Just four brothers having fun bantering each other.

I did leave some stuff out of this chapter, like the winter carnival Diana participates in because I have already written about it. If you'd like to see what all Diana did there then and after, please read Diana's High School Story. But for right now, enjoy this chapter! The next chapter is going to be a huge chapter for Diana, Lily, and Wilbur.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "TMNT," "Meet the Robinsons," nor "Choices: High School Story." I only own Karena, Diana, Lilianna, and Mika.


January 12, 2060 - Westport, Connecticut, USA

DIANA'S POV

"So what were you up to over the weekend?" I asked my friends as we got settled in.

"Not a whole lot," Caleb answered with a smile. "Shot some hoops with my brother, that sort of thing."

He placed his hand on top of mine and our eyes met. I felt sparks as we gazed at each other for a moment, a smile forming on my face.

"We should've gotten together instead."

I let out a dry chuckle and then frowned.

"That probably wouldn't have worked out. I'm grounded."

"Oh no! How come?"

"It's a long story. I'll explain it later."

I smiled again.

"But, there's always next weekend."

Caleb chuckled, the smile returning to his face.

"Well, I was working on this new trombone solo!" Myra chimed in excitedly. "Let me tell you, I was sliding all over the place, but now I sound pretty sharp."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Why doesn't that surprise me? What about you, Emma?"

"Oh, I was out and about in town. Nothing too big."

Suddenly, the television turned on and Principal Isa's face shone on the monitor. She bore a grin. But I noticed a man sitting next to her, wearing a whistle around his neck on top of a grey polo shirt. He had black hair and a black beard, and he also had a smile on his face.

"Good morning, Westport High," Principal Isa greeted us. "This is your Trojan News. As you may be aware, since Coach Burke left his position, we've been looking for a new basketball coach. I'm pleased to say we've found a replacement. Let's give a warm, Trojan welcome to my brother, Coach Andrew Isa."

"Oh, it's me?" the new coach asked as he waved. "Uh... hi! I can't wait to slam and jam with the basketball team! It will be the time of our lives."

"She's hiring her brother?" Emma whispered to us.

"At least we won't have a Hughs-Burke repeat," Myra chimed in.

"Maybe he won't leave us suddenly like Hughs and Burke," Caleb whispered, his frown returning. "I need something good to happen here. Coach Isa might be it."

"What do you think, Diana?" Emma asked.

I shook my head, sensing bad vibes about all of this.

"I'm just glad he's not my coach," I answered honestly. "Good luck this season, Caleb. You'll need it."

"I'm sure it won't be that bad, but I guess we'll have to wait and see."

"But you always see the good in people, Caleb," Myra replied. "Like with Brian! That doesn't mean Coach Isa will be the perfect fit at all."

"Yeah, but Burke just upped and left us. I don't want that to happen again."

"I don't think that will happen," Emma whispered. "Coach Isa, at least, doesn't strike me as the type."

"You four, quiet!" Ms. Maddox suddenly spoke with a stern voice. "Principal Isa is still talking."

"In other news, I am rolling out my new hall monitor initiative starting today. No longer will you have to worry about unsafe hallways. I am giving the power back to the people."

"Heh, fantastic!" Coach Isa exclaimed happily. "That's amazing-"

"Yes, Andrew, it is... Anyway, some of Westport's brightest have already joined this elite student group. And if any student would like to join their ranks, stop by my office for an application. That's it for your Trojan News today. Have a good morning with good news."

The television turned off and I glanced around the classroom, wondering who all was considering joining and if this was going to be a good thing or not. My questions were quickly answered after homeroom. I had found out three students so far had become hall monitors. Frank, Payton's beau, told me Isa had picked him first because of his skills as a bouncer. Autumn also became a hall monitor, believing that she can make a difference for the school. Lastly, to my dismay, Morgan had become a hall monitor to take time off of in-school suspension. Morgan had threatened to write me up for just hanging around the hallway, and right then, I knew the hall monitor initiative was not going to go well. The last thing I wanted to do in the school was to become Diana Robinson, kunoichi of the Hamato Clan, just to avoid all the drama.

After enjoying a romantic lunch date with Caleb and enjoying the rest of the school day drama-free, I went to cheerleading practice. I felt so relieved my parents, especially my mother, gave me the okay to continue going to practice while I was grounded. I changed into my shirt and shorts and started to warm up with the rest of the squad... all except for Mia, who was not present in the moment.

"Where's Mia?" I spoke up.

"She has some meeting with Principal Isa today," Sydney explained. "Don't worry, she'll be here soon!"

"We should get started with practice in the meantime," Payton suggested.

"Okay, everyone! Get in formation!"

We all posed with our hands on our hips.

"Ready!" Sydney called out.

"Go, Trojans, go!" we shouted with smiles on our faces as we clapped and stomped to the beat. "Stand up, it's time to shout! Let them know what we're about!"

We all did a jackknife jump, our hands touching our toes.

"Let's go, Trojans! Stop that ball! Victory, victory, that's our call!"

Sydney and Payton cartwheeled across the gym floor, and then I used my ninjutsu skills to perform a variety of cartwheels and flips.

"We are Trojans, hear our roar!"

Suddenly, we heard clapping from a lone witness from the doors. Mia walked towards us with a proud smile on her face.

"Great job, everyone. We're off to a great start this quarter."

"Thanks, Mia!" Sydney replied. "I think the team is looking fantastic!"

"It's too bad that won't matter much longer," Mia said, her smile turning upside down.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I just got out of a meeting with Principal Isa. Our cheerleading budget has been slashed!

"What?! Why?"

"She can't do this!" Sydney cried.

"But she did," Mia replied angrily. "I even asked my dad for help, but he wasn't going to pitch in. It'd be showing favoritism toward Westport High instead of Staples. And he can't have that, can he?"

"How are we supposed to go to state and nationals now?" Payton asked.

"It's not just us. Band lost their funding as well."

"What the heck?" I asked with shock.

"All of it's gone to basketball."

"How is any of this right? There has to be something we can do!"

"I'm meeting with basketball and band shortly," Mia suggested. "I'd appreciate if you all were there. We can figure out our next steps together."

"You got it!"


January 25, 2060

Since learning basketball received band and cheerleading's funding, all three groups came up with holding a winter carnival to make up for it. Unfortunately, this meant I had to do my work from home, but my parents and even Wesley and Little Donnie helped me make posters and signs promoting the winter carnival. And the carnival ended up being a success! We had made a lot of money from all the booths we had made, and Mia's horse-drawn carriage ride was the most successful, bringing in the money cheerleading needed. However, the carnival was shut down early because there was an accident that Morgan and Caleb, the newest hall monitor, witnessed. Luis had gone prematurely on his sled and Aiden tried to stop him.

This morning, I was walking in the cold over to Aiden's house to see if he was doing alright because Morgan believed he was going to be suspended. I knocked on the door, and a harried woman wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans greeted me with a frown on her face.

"Hi, I'm Diana. Aiden and I-"

"You go to school together," she finished. "Yes, I know. I've seen photos. Come inside. You're letting the cold in."

"Thank you."

I walked inside and saw a man sitting on the couch drinking a cup of coffee. He looked up at me and I put on a smile.

"You must be Aiden's parents. I believe he said your names are Glen and Bridget?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, thank you," the man answered.

"Oh," I replied sadly, now knowing this conversation was not going to go well. "I'm sorry. But, is Aiden home? I'm worried about him."

"He's upstairs in his room," Mrs. Zhou answered.

"Great-"

"But no, you can't talk to him."

"Why?"

"He's grounded."

"For how long?"

"For at least as long as he is suspended," Mr. Zhou answered sternly.

"Wait, he's suspended?"

"Principal Isa called us last night," Mrs. Zhou explained. "Apparently, that poor boy Luis was in the hospital for seven hours."

"So Isa suspended Aiden?" I asked with shock.

"Don't be so surprised," Mr. Zhou chimed in. "From what she's told us, he planned this event, then shirked off his responsibilities to goof off."

I shook my head, knowing that wasn't the truth at all.

"Of course, it's partly our fault," Mrs. Zhou continued. "We should've taken action as soon as we found out he was spending time with people like you and Michael."

"Me?"

"We've been concerned ever since Aiden started staying out past midnight with you and your friends, instead of practicing his music like he always does. It's not like him at all."

"We thought it was typical teenage behavior," Mr. Zhou explained. "But then we find out someone's been put in the hospital."

"Not only that, but Principal Isa also informed us that you got him involved in a breaking-and-entering incident at Staples High a few months ago!"

I was starting to be ticked off at this point and I wanted to leave. But I knew that would only make things worse. I let out a deep breath and put my hands on my hips.

"I'm sorry," I finally spoke. "I never meant to be a bad influence. I just wanted to be his friend."

"I'm sure your intentions were good," Mrs. Zhou replied. "But that doesn't excuse what happened."

"Look, I-"

"Diana?"

I turned around and saw Aiden coming down the stairs.

"Aiden, go back to your room," Mr. Zhou told him.

"Please, Mom and Dad. Diana came all this way, and I'm going to talk to her."

"Absolutely not! You're being punished!"

"You've locked me in my room indefinitely," Aiden angrily replied. "You've taken away my electronics, and you've forced me to quit band."

"Are you serious?" I asked with shock. "You had to quit band?"

"Of course," Mrs. Zhou answered. "He's suspended for something that happened at a band fundraiser."

"But band means everything to Aiden!"

"Exactly," Aiden chimed in. "Isn't taking that away punishment enough?"

"That's not for you to decide!" Mrs. Zhou yelled as her husband stood up and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Bridget, we need to choose our battles. Diana, you've shown at least a bit of maturity. Perhaps you can talk some sense into my son."

"Oh, thank you!" Aiden and I replied, both of us blowing sighs of relief.

"Mrs. Zhou and I are going to walk the dog. We will be back in ten minutes."

"Please don't be here when we return," Mrs. Zhou told me.

So, Kunoichi Diana again. Got it.

"Thank you," I replied out loud. "I promise you won't regret it."

"I already do. Ten minutes."

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou left the room and went out the kitchen door a minute later. Aiden began to pace around the room, his eyes cast down.

"I wish there was something I could do," I spoke.

"Me too. But there's nothing. Mom and Dad have decided that all my friends are degenerates and that I'm better off locked in my room."

"I'm glad they let me see you, with their opinion of me."

"I'm sorry about that, by the way. They've been distraught ever since Isa told them I was suspended."

"One, Isa is a liar. Some of the things your parents told me were not true. Two, don't worry about me. You have enough other things on your mind."

"The worst part is that I can't really make music now. I'm allowed a single hour to practice piano, just so I can keep my skill up."

There was silence.

"Go on," I gently beckoned him. "I'm listening."

"You remember what I was like when you first met me," Aiden explained, and my mind went back to Brian's party in September. "It was all about classical music, all the time."

"Seems like it still is, most of the time."

He shrugged.

"Sure. I am who I am. But I know now that there's more to life, too."

"I take it your parents don't see it that way? That you are some kind of genius who can only work on one thing?"

"Well, if they did before, they don't now," he said with a frown. "All they see is their son, the suspended."

"Do you regret anything, then?" I asked, returning the frown.

"I... No. Nothing."

Aiden sat down next to me and let out a sigh.

"Michael was right about Isa and the hall monitors," he explained and my eyes widened. "I wanted to believe that it was just to restore order."

Aiden slammed a fist on the table next to him.

"But Isa's a power-hungry manipulative tyrant, and she threw me under the bus."

"Hey, you're not the only one. I was grounded, too, from the Staples break-in. My dad was furious."

"This is what I get for keeping my head down. This is what I get for being naïve about her!"

"None of this is your fault," I assured him. "It was an accident."

For the first time, I saw tears in his brown eyes. He glanced up at me.

"That is exactly my point. None of this is my fault, but here we are anyway. It's ridiculous, and all the hall monitors are just as bad. But between you and me... I think Isa's manipulating them. I can't believe Caleb and Morgan turned me in."

I let out a sigh, a part of me knowing he's right. I still could not believe Caleb, one of the kindest boys I had ever known, joined the hall monitors.

"I think the hall monitors are doing their best in a weird situation," I spoke hesitantly. "Isa's basically blackmailing people. Like, if Morgan doesn't help, she's in a lot of trouble. I don't know what I would do in her place."

"I guess. I'm not sure who I can trust at this school anymore."

Aiden smiled, gazing up at me.

"At least I feel safe around you, Diana. I don't know how you're holding up, but you're still you."

"I'm here for you," I assured him, putting my hand on top of his. "You're gonna get through this, I promise."

Aiden checked his watch and frowned again.

"Our ten minutes are almost up. I might not see you for a while."

"We still have a few moments."

We stood up and we hugged each other. I did not want to let go.

"None of this is okay," I softly told him.

"I don't think I'd be okay without you right now," he replied.

"I had to come and say goodbye, even thought it'll be temporary. Maybe you can sneak texts to me while you're grounded."

"This lockdown won't last. I don't care what I have to do, but you will see me again soon."

"I'll see if I can clear your name at school."

"You're possibly my last hope, Diana."

We pulled away and I glanced at my own watch. I let out a sigh.

"We have less than a minute left. I need to go. I don't want to make your parents any more upset with me than they already are."

"Wait!"

We shared one more quick hug, and then I used my ninjutsu skills to get out through the front door and run home. When I got there, I texted both Lily and my dad to meet me in my bedroom.


LILIANNA'S POV

"Principal Isa suspended Aiden," Diana explained to the two of us, explaining the entirety of what happened yesterday. "He's grounded, and he had to quit band. I've never seen him so upset before. I'm worried about his mental health."

The three of us glanced at each other with frowns on our faces.

"I'm sorry," Wilbur spoke. "That's horrible."

"Is there anything either of you could do? Complain to the school board or something?"

"If you were the one suspended, I could try to appeal it," Wilbur answered. "But if Aiden's parents haven't complained, the school board isn't going to listen."

"And besides, Principal Isa hasn't technically broken any rules," I chimed in. "There's no way we can open an investigation on her if there is no proof."

"Great," Diana replied, hunching over and putting her head in her hands. "Just great. Is there anything I can do? First me, now Aiden."

"All you can do, sweetheart, is continuing being who you are," I encouraged her. "It sounds like your classmates need stability and you might be it."

"Lily's right," Wilbur chimed in. "You were the homecoming queen, were you not? Continue being that queen for your people... I mean, your friends."

"Should I do my own investigating on Isa?" Diana asked.

"That is very risky," I answered.

"I know, but Aiden's made some claims about Isa, especially about the hall monitors. Apparently Michael thinks they're bad news."

"You mentioned Caleb is a hall monitor, did you not?" I asked.

"Yes."

"I think I get where Lily's going," Wilbur chimed in with a smirk. "I'd pay very close attention to Caleb. I know you might not like it, but right now, you don't have a choice. Caleb may know something the rest of the student body doesn't, not even you."

Diana's face fell. I glanced inside her mind and Wilbur was right; she wasn't happy about it.

"I'll see what happens," she spoke.


January 28, 2060

DIANA'S POV

Monday ended up being a disaster. Isa ended up taking half of the money we had made at the winter carnival to pay for Luis's hospital bills. We ended up taking a vote on which group would end up going to their competition and cheerleading won the vote, much to the dismay of the band. Ezra complained because he believed I was showing favoritism towards my squad. Myra complained because the band had worked just as hard as the cheerleading squad to earn the money. Julian ended backing me up because he thought I was doing the right thing by looking at things logically. The argument then turned to Wes accusing Isa of turning Westport High School into a police state with the hall monitors, which mostly consisted of players from the basketball team. Autumn did not believe him and she broke up with him. But my questions lied with Maria and Michael, who had witnessed the entire argument. I eventually hung out with Michael after school, helping him create a video greeting card for his best friend in Texas. Unfortunately, the subject of the hall monitors never came up between us, so I was unable to learn anything else.

Thankfully, Tuesday went eventless and Wednesday came. After my dad dropped me off at school, I went to my homeroom and noticed my teacher spacing out, staring at a piece of paper without moving her eyes.

"Good morning, Ms. Maddox," I greeted her.

"Hm, what? Oh! I'm sorry, Diana. Good morning. Please, take a seat."

I sat down and waited a few more minutes. I noticed half the homeroom was gone, including Caleb.

"It feels like everyone's been gone these days," I whispered to Emma, Myra, and Sydney.

"Yeah, Michael's helping with announcements," Sydney explained. "Then Morgan and Caleb both have hall monitor duties."

"I hate this new normal," Myra replied with sadness.

"Is it me or does it feel like everyone's down lately?" Emma asked.

"I feel it, too," I answered. "Even Maddox seems that way."

"Quiet, everyone," Ms. Maddox spoke up as the television flickered on. "Principal Isa has some important announcements."

"Good morning, Westport High," Principal Isa greeted us with a wide grin. "This is your Trojan News. Coach Isa has a quick announcement to share with you all."

"I'm so happy to be here," Coach Isa greeted us with a wave. "The team is gearing up for the big game against Staples High in a couple weeks. As the legendary Coach Wooden said, it's the details that are vital. And that detail means everyone coming to the game to support your team!"

"He's so excited about this basketball game," Emma whispered to me.

"Yeah, well, it's against Staples! They're our rivals. We have to win! Especially since we beat them during homecoming."

"Yeah, it'd be really nice to beat them, Brian in particular."

"After the weekend commotion from the winter carnival," Principal Isa continued with a stern look on her face. "Not to mention the response to certain school activities losing funding, I've come to realize that students don't understand consequences anymore."

She cleared her throat and forced a smile. I held a grim expression on my face, not liking where this was going.

"Each homeroom will have a discussion after Trojan News about student expectations and what happens to those who do not live up to them."

"I just got chills," Coach Isa replied with shock. "You're scary, sis."

Principal Isa glared at him and then she looked back at the camera. I felt angry that she had basically threatened me and my friends.

"Anyway, that's it for this edition of Trojan News. Teachers, please lead your students in discussion with the materials provided. Have a good morning with good news."

"What kind of discussion could we possibly get?" I asked out loud.

Ms. Maddox let out a sigh, picking up the same papers she was holding earlier. She stood up and faced us.

"As Principal Isa stated, there are a few new guidelines to share with you all. Hall monitors are to be obeyed at all times. There will be no running, roller-skating, or skipping on campus unless designated and approved by a faculty member."

"These make sense at least," Emma whispered to me.

"I guess," I replied.

"Only approved groups are allowed to meet after school," Ms. Maddox continued. "Unapproved groups wandering after school hours will be forced off the property. A group is considered a congregation of less than four people."

"I take it all back," Emma whispered again. "These are harsh."

"This isn't much of a discussion," I spoke angrily. "We can't even voice our opinions on these?"

"No, Principal Isa requires all students to follow these new rules," Ms. Maddox answered.

"Then how can I make my voice known?"

My teacher skimmed through her papers until she found my answer.

"All formal complaints and feedback must be submitted to Principal Isa in writing."

"So never."

"Yes, Miss Kym?"

"What if we have a friend group that's bigger than four people?" Sydney asked.

"You'll have to meet off school property then."

"That's not fair!" Myra cried out.

"Well, it looks like our group is meeting somewhere else," I replied.

"There's always the Golden Griddle," Emma suggested.

"First Isa takes away our funding," Sydney said out loud. "Now this?"

The entirety of the classroom started to cry out in complaints. I shook my head, wondering just exactly how Principal Isa came to that kind of power in the first place. I had thought of investigating the scene of the crime when...

"QUIET!"

We froze at Ms. Maddox's yell.

"I get that you are upset, but this is the state of things for now. I'm sorry, but I can't do anything to fix this."

We suddenly heard a snicker. We turned towards the door and found Morgan with a huge grin on her face.

"Isa would sure love to hear how bad this discussion is going, Maddox," Morgan gloated. "Since I'm already free from in-school suspension, maybe Isa will reward me this time."

I glanced at my teacher and noticed she was on the brink of tears. I knew in that moment I had to take over. I stood up and walked to the hall monitor.

"What, Diana? You gonna be disruptive, too?"

"Look the other way, just this once," I sternly spoke.

She rolled her eyes and scoffed at me.

"Yeah, right. I have a job to do. Besides, I've gotta earn more points with Isa!"

With a gleeful grin, she left the classroom. I turned around and saw my teacher smiling at me.

"Thank you for trying, Diana. I appreciate it."

I returned to my seat and she continued reading off these new ridiculous rules. The bell eventually rang and we all left the classroom. But something held me back from going to my locker. I glanced back at my homeroom teacher, who buried her face in her hands.

"I've never seen her this sad before," Emma whispered to me.

"She's usually so well put together."

"Maybe you should go talk to her. She looks like she could use someone right now. She seemed pretty happy you tried to help earlier. I bet she'd really appreciate it if you cheered her up."

"I'll go talk to her," I replied. "I think this is the right thing to do."

"Awesome! I'll catch up with you later, Diana."

Emma went to her locker while I walked back into the classroom and went to her desk, pulling up a chair and sitting with her.

"Ms. Maddox?"

"Oh, Diana!" she exclaimed with surprise. "I thought everyone had left already."

"You looked like you could use some cheering up."

"Is it that obvious?"

"A little. Would it help to talk?"

"I probably shouldn't, but..."

Ms. Maddox got up and closed the door.

"Diana, you're involved in this school, and what's happening here affects all of us. You have a right to know what's been going on."

"I'm listening."

Finally! I was finally getting answers!

"So, on the first day of spring semester, after the video incident, I found Principal Hughs crying in the computer lab," Ms. Maddox explained. "I asked if she wanted to talk. Principal Hughs told me the security footage that aired was a private moment between her and Coach Burke. She confessed she was in love with him. I asked if her if it was worth it, and it was to her. I assured her she would make the right decision regarding all of this and she went to her office for the rest of the day. Then the following day, before school, all of the teachers gathered in the library where Vice Principal Isa addressed us. As you know, Principal Hughs resigned and Isa became the new principal. But there was something she said that gave me chills: You all will fall in line."

"You all will fall in line?" I repeated. "That sounds like the beginning of a tyranny."

"It certainly seemed that way," Ms. Maddox replied. "But nothing really happened until the winter carnival. Yesterday after school, I was called into Principal Isa's office. She handed me this piece of paper with her new rules. I asked, why all of these new changes? She explained, from her point of view... well, you heard her on the morning announcements. But the said the line again: This will get them back in line. She told me to share these guidelines with you and I rebutted them, saying they're ridiculous."

"And they are ridiculous!" I replied in agreement. "Did she threaten you in any kind of way?"

"Yes. I told her no one was ever going to follow these. Before I could say they were too harsh, she threatened me with my job. I cried afterwards, but I told myself I needed to pull myself together so I could be strong for all of you. And that brings us back to today. I'm dealing with everything, but it's getting to me."

"It will get better, Ms. Maddox."

"I hope so. You know, I never thought I'd see the day where I actually missed Principal Hughs. I feel like I was a better teacher when she was around."

"Ms. Maddox, you're still a great teacher. I mean, you're one of the best teachers I've ever had!"

We smiled at each other.

"Thank you, Diana. It means a lot to hear you say that. Anyway, I've taken up enough of your time. You should head to class. Thanks for listening, Diana. No matter what others say... you're a good kid."

My smile quickly went away.

"Wait, who's saying what about me now?"

"You can bring that up with Principal Isa. Now, get to class."


LILIANNA'S POV

"You all will fall in line?" I repeated after Diana told me of what she learned.

"Yep. What do you think about that?"

"Sounds like your principal is starting to sound sketchy. Unfortunately, those are only words."

Diana hung her head and grumbled.

"I'm starting to think Principal Isa caused the security footage to air in the first place so she could take over."

"But do you have any proof?"

"No, and right now, I'm unable to find any. She's gotten a lot more strict with the hall monitors. They're missing class time because they're patrolling the halls all day long. If I'm caught even walking in the hallway without a pass, I'm in trouble. And I can't stay after school anymore because I'm not with an approved group."

"Diana, I'm sorry," I replied with a frown. "I'm sorry you're going through this. But, unfortunately, I cannot act if there is no proof."

"What if I found out where she lives?" Diana asked. "Can you search through her house?"

"Not without a warrant! Searching through an innocent citizen's house with no reason is illegal!"

"We're ninjas, Lily. We do illegal things all the time."

"You are talking about the wrong clan, Diana. The Foot Clan, Shredder's Foot Clan did illegal things all the time. The Hamato Clan has always tried to maintain peace between clans and in the city. Do not stoop down to Isa's level, Diana. Keep an eye out on things, but do not make any rash decisions."


February 6, 2060

WILBUR'S POV

Diana had insisted all of us to come to the basketball game tonight. Wesley and Little Donnie didn't want to go to the game, so James stayed home to babysit. Mika, on the other hand, expressed interest, so she was here with her mother, Karena, and me.

"Wow!" Lily exclaimed as the pep band played their energetic tunes. "It's packed! Karena, are you here to support Staples or Westport?"

"I am here to support Diana. If Staples was playing at their own school, then I'd support them. But I'm working on transferring to Westport High when the school year is over."

"That's awesome! I'm sure it would mean a lot to Diana."

"Diana's the one that convinced me to transfer."

We glanced over at Westport's side of the gym, watching Diana stretch with the other cheerleaders. But instead of hype, I saw sadness. I hoped everything was okay, though I knew January was not an easy month for Diana. She did have a good fifteenth birthday this past Sunday, celebrating with her mother over a cookies n' cream ice cream cake. Eventually, Diana smiled, which told me she held hope. Then, she suddenly went into the stands, probably to greet some of her friends.

Then her face brightened up. She ran away from the bleachers and to the gym doors with a huge grin on her face. Her friend Aiden seemed happy to be here as well. And then, a woman with long black hair wearing a black suit over a white shirt walked over to them and crossed her arms. Diana and Aiden's smiles quickly disappeared. Then, a cheerleader, Myra, and Caleb rushed over to them.

"What's going on?" Lily asked.

"I don't know," I answered honestly.

After a few more moments, the woman glanced towards the players on the court and waved one of them over.

"There's something about her that looks familiar," I spoke up. "Like I've seen her before."

"You can't do this!" Aiden suddenly shouted loud enough for us to hear.

"Don't listen to her, Frank!" the cheerleader yelled angrily.

"She's abusing her power!" Myra yelled.

Diana looked torn, a frown on her face. She spoke softer than any of the students in that circle before Myra shouted again.

"Yeah, what Diana said!"

"What did she say?" I asked my friend.

"Well, something that her classmates agreed to," Lily answered.

"Be your own person, Frank!" the cheerleader yelled again.

After a few more moments, Aiden threw his hands up with a glare.

"Fine! I'll go with Frank, but just because I don't want to be suspended again."

Frank led Aiden out of the gym and the rest of the group crossed their arms and put their hands on their hips, clearly angry at the situation. Then, they dispersed, going back to their positions. Before we knew it, the game began. Staples High immediately took the lead.

"Aw, you want this, Julie-wooly?" the most muscular player on the Staples team taunted his opponent.

"You work for these students?" I asked my wife, shaking my head.

"Unfortunately."

"Come on, Julian!" Diana shouted. "Steal it!"

But the player passed the ball to a red-haired player, who easily shot the ball into the basket.

"Yeah, go Wreckers!" one of the Staples High cheerleaders yelled excitedly.

"Don't worry!" Caleb yelled enthusiastically. "We can still come back, team!"

I watched the cheerleaders prepare to do a routine of some kind. Two of the cheerleaders performed cartwheels. After them, Diana, my gifted daughter, performed a series of flips.

"Go, Trojans, go!" they shouted with smiles on their faces, clapping to the beat. "Give us a two! Or a three! One, two, three, let's score!"

They kicked their legs up high.

"Come on team, let's beat Staples High! Stand up and cheer! Say it loud for all to hear! Come on, all! Shout it out! Let them know what we're about!"

They clapped a few more times, finishing up their cheer.

"Come on, Caleb! Shoot that ball! Victory, victory, that's our call!"

Just as the cheerleaders placed their hands on their hips, Caleb sunk a three-pointer.

"Yes!" he shouted as we all cheered.

"Goooooooo, Trojans!" Diana shouted happily.

"Come on, Staples!" the blonde cheerleader on our side shouted. "Beat the Trojans!"

"Yeah, come on Max and Brian!" the African-American cheerleader chimed in.

"Wait, what?!" Diana shouted.

"What is happening?" Lily asked in bewilderment.

"Come on, Staples!" one of the band members shouted. "Find the Trojan weakness!"

"I'm tired of playing for a team I don't like!" Myra shouted, holding her trombone high in the air. "This is for Aiden!"

Myra then got out of the bleachers and walked to Staples' side of the gym.

"Oh, my!" I exclaimed.

"This is bad," Lily chimed in with worry.

"Who's with me?" Myra shouted.

"I am!" the blonde cheerleader replied, walking around the gym. When she reached the woman, whom I correctly assumed was Principal Isa, she glared at her.

"Did you really expect us to do nothing after you cut our funding?"

Principal Isa returned the glare as the majority of the cheerleaders and band marched over to Staples' side. Then I noticed some of the crowd on our side started to leave.

"You joining us, Diana?" the band members asked.

"NO!" Diana yelled, stomping her foot down. "I'm a Trojan through and through! I will not give up on our school!"

"Do what you have to do, Diana!" another cheerleader yelled from the other side.

I smiled, feeling proud of her in that moment. I did not envy her for the position she had been put in. I had thought my high school experience was bad enough. But Diana was a fighter, and she proved that tonight. The game continued.

"Go, Caleb!" Diana yelled with a grin. "Shoot the ball!"

Unfortunately, her cheers were drained out by a much bigger opposition. When halftime happened, Diana was the only performer representing Westport High School. She put on a song she loved and improvised the entire performance, using both her cheerleading skills and her ninjutsu skills. She had even incorporated using one of the color guard's flags in her performance.

"Since when does Diana have skills with a flag?" Lily asked in awe.

"I don't know!" I answered with surprise. "Maybe your dad taught her."

Lily and Karena laughed.

"She's your daughter," Karena told me.

Before we knew it, the game continued into the third quarter. Diana cheered as loud as she could, but her cheers continued to be drained out.

"I wonder if I can help her in some way," Lily suggested. "I can read Diana's mind and use that to help her cheer."

"Well, you were a cheerleader before," I replied. "Do what you have to do."

The game was very tight as Lily walked down the bleachers to where she was sitting right behind Diana. The Trojans kept on fighting to win the game against the Wreckers. Just like that, we were down to the last thirty seconds of the game. The coach called one last timeout. Then, the clock continued. Diana then cheered a frenzy of cheers and Lily cheered with her as loud as she could.

"This is it!" Julian shouted as he gained possession of the basketball.

"T-R-O-J-A-N-S," Diana and Lily cheered together as loud as they could. "Stand up and cheer! Now shout out loud for all to hear! B-E-A-T! Beat those Wreckers and fight! Fight, fight, tonight!"

"Boo Trojans!" a cheerleader shouted. "Block that ball, Wreckers!"

"Let's go, Trojans!" Diana and Lily continued. "Lead us on to V-I-C-T-O-R-Y! Westport Trojans are number one. We'll keep those Wreckers on the run! The gold and red will wave bye-bye. Or else our name's not Westport High!"

Julian grinned as he confidently shot the ball into the basket... just as the buzzer sounded all around the gymnasium!

"We won!" Caleb shouted with surprise. "WE WON!"

He ran up to Diana and lifted her up in the air. Diana laughed as Lily walked back up to us.

"YEAHHHHHHH!" Frank shouted.

"In your face, Staples!" Julian gloated.

"YES!" Diana shouted. "I knew we could do it!"

"Should we give you credit for Westport High's win?" I asked my friend with a smirk.

"Nah. Give it to Diana. I just gave her a little push."

"You were good, Mommy!" Mika happily told her.

"Thank you, sweetie," Lily replied with a hug.

"Hoops, there it is!" the coach suddenly shouted, running all around the gymnasium. "Hoops, there it is! I just knew we could win! It's a perfect underdog, buzzer-beater, Cinderella story ending! Just like Hoosiers, Space Jam, High School Musical, and all the rest!"

"Someone had a good childhood," Karena whispered to us.

Then our attention went to the middle of the gym to find the African-American cheerleader arguing with Frank. Diana hurried over to them when she heard the commotion.

"You... You were rooting against me, Payton!" Frank cried.

"Well, you shouldn't have kicked Aiden out!" Payton replied angrily.

"I didn't have a choice! Isa said-"

"Isa this, Isa that! I've had enough! Ever since you became Frank the Hall Monitor, it's been Isa instead of me!"

"Guys, stop fighting!" Diana yelled, and she was furious; I could tell she's had enough. "That's all anyone seems to be doing nowadays! I'm tired of it all! Can't we go back to the way things used to be?"

After a few more moments, the cheerleader walked away with a frown on her face. Frank collapsed on the ground, sharing the same sadness. I watched Diana join him.

"I think we need to give her a few minutes," Lily told us.

Karena and I nodded in agreement as we left the gymnasium.


February 7, 2060

DONATELLO'S POV

"Stick out your tongue and say ah for me."

Diana stuck her tongue out, but she gave me a groggy ah. I examined her throat with the tongue depressor on her tongue and noticed her throat was raw.

"Okay, write down what happened."

Diana took a notepad and wrote everything down. I read what she wrote and my eyes widened.

"Wow! That all really happened?"

She nodded with a frown.

"Well, that explains why you lost your voice. Well, I do have some good news for you."

Diana looked at me with a sparkle in her chocolate brown eyes.

"If you rest your voice today, you should get it back tomorrow or Monday. I would suggest drinking some herbal tea with some honey to help you get your voice back."

Diana signed, thank you, to me.

"You're very welcome! If you need me, I'll be downstairs with your folks."

She nodded with a grin. I returned the smile and then I went down the stairs.

"Diana's got a slight case of laryngitis," I explained. "If she drinks some herbal tea with honey and rests her voice today, she'll get it back tomorrow or Monday."

"Well, that's good news," Wilbur replied. "Thank you, Donatello."

"Anytime. Diana also wrote down what happened last night. Is she serious?"

"Unfortunately," Lily answered. "We were there. I ended up having to read Diana's mind and cheer with her. Diana was the only supporter of her team last night. There's more going on at Westport High than Diana's told me."

"But Diana also said she hasn't been able to get any more information," Wilbur said. "The rules have become very strict there."

"Okay, can we start from the beginning, please?" I asked. "What is going on?"

"Long story short, Principal Isa created a hall monitor group to report all deficiencies to her," Karena explained. "Even the minor cases like Diana's tardiness. And Diana cannot speak up because the principal is requesting all complaints be written down. Long story short, she won't listen to her students."

"But the problem is, Principal Isa has not technically broken any rules," Wilbur chimed in. "Lily and I have told Diana before that we cannot start an investigation without proof, and even the proof we saw at the basketball game is not enough."

"It sounds like Principal Isa is hiding something," I said, pondering everything the three have told me.

"That's what Diana believes," Lily replied. "She thinks Isa was responsible for getting Principal Hughs fired."

"But there's gotta be more to the story," Wilbur said. "I swear, Isa looks like someone I knew before. But I can't pinpoint it."

"And Diana said security's gotten so high with the hall monitors," Karena chimed in. "Diana can't investigate without being caught."

"What if I tried to investigate?" I asked.

"There's a security system now at Westport High, too. You'd be caught, Donnie."

"Hey! I'm the tech expert of all of us. I can easily break in."

"Dad, please don't," Lily pleaded with me. "You have no proof."

"Something has to be done!"

"Donnie, Lily's long since graduated from high school," Karena explained rationally. "If you break into a place and you have no known children at the school, you would become a trespasser and be thrown in jail. And that's the last thing we all want."

I let out a sigh, knowing Karena was right.

"All we can do is wait."


February 9, 2060

DIANA'S POV

Donatello was right. I gained my voice back last night after taking his advice and I felt ready to go back to school... well, at least physically. After Friday's game, I was actually dreading school. Would people support me for my choices? Or would I be stoned?

I met up with Emma, who finally admitted the truth as to where she was going all this time, but I had made a promise not to tell anyone else yet. We went to our homeroom together, and this time, everyone was there. And everyone was glaring daggers at each other in a deadly silence.

"Is this because of the game?" Emma whispered to me.

"It must be," I answered. "It was really tense."

"Who should we sit next to?"

"Let's sit next to Caleb."

I sat in between Caleb and Emma.

"Thanks for staying on our side yesterday, Diana," Caleb started our conversation. "It meant a lot."

"Of course. Looks like not everyone feels the same."

The television then turned on and Principal Isa and her brother appeared on the screen.

"Good morning, Westport High," Principal Isa greeted us with a smile, which quickly faded away. "This is your Trojan News. As some of you may be aware, some students at the basketball game represented Westport High poorly, particularly those involved in cheerleading and band."

She had to call them out in front of the whole school? I thought angrily.

"So in response, I have reevaluated and decided that only approved activities may continue operations. Those approved groups are... the basketball team... and the hall monitors."

"Are you serious?" I yelled out louder than I wanted to.

"She can't do this!" Sydney cried.

"This is not fair!"

"We should march to her office right now and demand justice!" Myra shouted.

"I don't know about that," Sydney replied. "But this new rule definitely doesn't seem okay."

"Isa's a tyrant."

"This isn't right," Caleb chimed in.

"Don't give me that! You're getting the special treatment, Mr. Hall Monitor."

"I don't think-"

"Everyone, please calm down," Ms. Maddox suddenly spoke. "I know emotions are high, but there isn't anything we can do at this very moment."

I let out a sigh, as did everyone else.

"Thank you. First on the agenda, I've been told to explain the new student organization approval guidelines."

Caleb had his head buried in his hands as Ms. Maddox read off the new rules... again. It was another long homeroom before the bell rang to dismiss us. But when I left the classroom, I found myself right in the middle of a fight.

"I actually felt sorry for you," Julian yelled. "Until your ex-bandmates wrecked everything."

"Oh, trust me, things were ruined at this school long before the game!" Aiden shot back. "The band only changed sides because they were forced to prove a point."

"Forced? You were fine until now. At least yesterday there was a band."

"We were far from being fine since the moment I was wrongly suspended-"

"Stop, both of you!" Emma yelled. "Why are you all being so mean to each other?"

"All of this needs to be said."

"I just think we should all-"

"You weren't even there, Emma," Julian angrily replied.

Emma looked to be on the brink of tears and she ran off.

"Emma!" I called out.

"Look what you did, Julian," Mia reprimanded him. "Apologize now."

"How about you apologize for cheering for the wrong team, Mia?"

"Somebody has to stand up for the good of our school. Diana, back me up here."

"I'm staying out of this!" I lashed out. "I'm sick and tired of all the fighting and I am on nobody's side!"

"You definitely picked a side Friday night," Mia angrily replied.

"Diana, I thought you had our back," Julian chimed in with a glare.

"Look, I just don't like how mean everyone's being now," I tried to explain myself.

"I did not work my entire high school career on cheer for it to be wiped out in a day!" Mia shouted furiously.

"Mia, calm down," Caleb chimed in. "It's not the end of the world."

"Easy for you to say," Payton lashed out.

I slipped away from the argument and tried to find Emma.


New York City, New York, USA

"I can't believe how stunning this is," Maria said as we approached the skating rink in the city.

"Sometimes it's hard to remember there's a world outside of Westport High," I replied with a smile.

"You're telling me. It's like my life has gone upside down. Who'd have thought I'd eat lunch with Michael, Wes, and Koh."

Right, I thought, remembering they were at Maria's birthday party very recently.

"Well, don't tell me you prefer bad boys," I replied skeptically.

"Not. Dating. Michael," Maria said, gritting her teeth.

"Teasing!" I said with laughter, noticing she been around Michael a lot lately. "Goodness, I may need to dumb my humor down."

Maria grinned, getting on the ice and spinning around, tilting her chin towards the sky.

"This is one of my favorite places in the winter," she told me as I joined her. "You see all the little kids messing around, trying to do tricks and falling and laughing?"

"Yeah, it's sweet."

"I wish I could be carefree like that sometimes, but then I get in my head and need to make everything perfect. But when I'm ice skating, I get to let go a little. I feel like those kids."

"You deserve that feeling," I replied with a smile. "Heck, we both deserve that feeling. I take it that means you're ready to skate together?"

Maria suddenly frowned.

"The thing is... I'm actually terrible at skating. So no laughing when I fall."

"Maria is bad at something? No way."

"It's one thing being imperfect on my own. It's another being clumsy in front of someone I care about."

"I can teach you a thing or two if you'd like," I offered with a grin. "I love skating. Always have. I know a couple tips that might help."

"Like what?"

"First of all, always keep your knees bent. But the lower you bend, the faster you'll go."

Something clicked in Maria's brain.

"That explains a lot. I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Diana."

"Any time."

We started to skate together around the rink that the city kept up all winter long since Christmas.

"Oh!" Maria exclaimed. "Balancing is hard!"

"Take my hand. I'll keep you steady."

We held hands for some time.

"There we go. Much better."

"Good."

We glided along, feeling the brisk wind on our faces.

"Woo!" I exclaimed excitedly. "This is amazing!"

"I feel like I'm flying!" Maria yelled happily.

"We should try a trick!"

"Like what?"

"Figure eights don't look that hard. People do them all the time."

"No way!" Maria panicked. "You're talking about athletes. We have no idea how. We're going to fall."

"All we have to do is keep a steady pace and try to make even circles," I explained.

"Alright, I'll give it a shot after you."

"Give me some room to dazzle you."

We let go of each other and I skated a little further into the ice. I focused on my even movements and followed the pattern with my feet for the first circle. After I completed the circle, I moved into the second half of the trick. With the image of even circles in my mind, I completed the figure eight with hardly any effort. I raised my chin and straightened my back with a huge smile on my face.

"Ta-da!"

Maria applauded as I skated back towards her.

"That was so cool! Now I really want to try."

"Do it! It's so much fun!"

Maria took a deep breath and focused on the ice. After she kicked off, she stumbled, and she eventually performed quite the shaky figure eight. I clapped, feeling proud of her.

"I did it!" Maria exclaimed with surprise. "Oh my gosh, I actually did it!"

"Yay! You are not terrible at skating!"

"I guess not. Thanks for convincing me to try something new."

"How about a celebration hug?" I asked.

"Of course."

We hugged each other after she skated towards me, but we nearly fell over because of the impact!

"Ah!" she exclaimed. "I can't fall now! My victory is at stake!"

"Just hug me back," I told her. "I'll keep you steady."

With a laugh, we actually hugged each other. We skated off the rink and sat on a bench together, gazing up at the skyscrapers surrounding us.

"It's getting late. The sun's about to set. But I can get us tickets to watch the sunset from the World Trade Center. Want to stay?"

"Yes, please! I'm not in a rush to leave. New York City is so beautiful at sunset."

We took the elevator to the very top of the One World Trade Center and watched the sun setting over the river.

"Thanks for bringing me out here, Diana. I haven't smiled this much in a while."

"Neither have I."

"I think school is going to feel better tomorrow, just knowing we had fun today."

We laughed together, but then I frowned. After celebrating Maria's birthday and after seeing our friends getting along there, things fell apart. I prayed this would not be the case tomorrow.


February 10, 2060 - Westport, Connecticut, USA

And it turned out, I was wrong. My friends were still glaring at each other the entire day at school and the halls were completely silent. Not one word was exchanged among anybody.

Finally, lunch came and I saw my friends scattered around the cafeteria. Maria sat with Wes, Koh, and Michael again at a table in the back, witnessing the crowd. I got in line for food, and I saw Michael and Wes heading my way.

"Hey, Diana," Michael greeted me. "If you know what's good for you, you should sit with us today. Wes warned me something might happen during lunch."

"Like what?"

"Like a food fight."

"A what?"

"He's right," Wes chimed in. "You won't want to be in the middle of the cafeteria. If I were you, I'd take an extra tray for protection."

I glanced at the trays sitting before me. I purposely grabbed two before grabbing my lunch.

"How would this food fight start, exactly?" I asked.

"Food fights are inevitable when an entire school is this tense," Wes explained with a grin and a shrug. "I bet one'll happen by accident. Stick with us and you'll be fine."

I followed Wes and Michael to their table where I sat with Koh and Maria.

"Sup," Koh greeted me.

"Hi, Diana," Maria greeted me with a frown.

"Ice skating didn't cheer you up?" I asked, returning the frown.

"Oh, no, it did."

I blew a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong, then?"

"I'm just hoping the food fight doesn't actually happen."

I glanced back at the table I would normally sit at, but it's empty.

"Everybody's picked their sides," Michael explained. "And they won't talk to anyone else unless they're arguing."

"I'm not gonna say it again!" Caleb suddenly yelled. "You're breaking the dress code. You need to report to Principal Isa's office."

"I've been wearing ripped jeans for months and nobody cared before," Ezra yelled back.

"I don't like this," I said out loud, suddenly feeling nervous.

"Nobody was enforcing the rules until now," Caleb replied angrily.

"Cool it, Mr. High and Mighty," Ezra shot back. "You may be a hall monitor, but you're still my little brother."

Ezra stood up and took a step towards Caleb. But Luis tripped over him and spilled ketchup all over Ezra's jacket!

"What the heck? Caleb, was this your way of getting me to change clothes?"

"But I didn't-"

SMACK!

"Ack!" Myra exclaimed after getting hit with mac n' cheese from Ezra. "Nobody gets food on my new penguin shirt!"

I let out a horrified gasp. Myra then threw a handful of mashed potatoes at Caleb.

"FOOD FIIIIGHT!" Koh yelled excitedly.

"NO!" I yelled.

The rest of the room was full of excitement, throwing food at each other. I quickly used the second tray I had grabbed to defend myself.

"I TRIPPED, I SWEAR!" Luis shouted in a panic as he ducked underneath the tables.

"I AM NOT INVOLVED IN THIS!" Aiden yelled, hiding himself underneath another table.

I saw five of my friends trying to defend themselves from being hit and I sprung into action with my skills as a kunoichi.

"EMMA, INCOMING!" I yelled.

I sprinted toward Emma, stretching my tray out.

"Diana, look out!"

I ran next to her and blocked the tray in front of us, a soggy peanut butter sandwich bouncing off it.

"Wow!" Emma exclaimed with relief. "That was close. You saved me."

"I'm your knight in shining armor. Now, go!"

I watched Emma running out of the cafeteria with Luis following closely behind. I also noticed Aiden, just barely shielded by the table.

"OUT OF THE WAY!" I shouted.

I ducked underneath the table and put the tray in front of us as if the table was a fort.

"Diana, no!" Aiden yelled. "You'll be hit!"

"No, I won't!"

My tray took the impact again, this time from a hot dog.

"I stand corrected," Aiden said with a grin. "That was incredible. I'm glad I'm not your enemy."

"No food can get past me," I replied. "Go! I got you!"

Aiden ran out of the cafeteria. I glanced at Michael in the corner of my eye and noticed some food being thrown at him.

"NOT TODAY, FOOD!"

I sprinted towards him, sliding in front of him with my tray.

"Diana, look out!"

I shielded us as a leaking tuna sandwich fell to the floor after hitting the tray.

"Nice one!" Michael said with a grin. "Thanks for saving my jacket."

"I hear tuna isn't a good look."

I guided Michael out of the cafeteria and spotted Caleb being the next impact. He already had food on his clothes, but he still held his ground.

"FOR WESTPORT HIGH!" I yelled.

I sprinted towards him.

"Hot dog incoming!" Caleb yelled.

The hot dog hit the tray, and then I shielded my shoes from the mustard.

"Diana, you're like a superhero!"

"I'm a kunoichi, remember?"

Lastly, I saw Maria trying to hide.

"MARIA! I GOT YOU!"

"I didn't know people could throw tomato sauce!" she yelled as I approached her.

This time, it was a soft thud, and I shielded our shoes as well from the impact.

"That was close!" Maria said with a sigh of relief. "I would've had to go home and change."

"I'll get you out of here."

I guided Maria out of the cafeteria while Caleb remained in the cafeteria to try and calm things down.

"NOOOOOO!" I heard Sakura yelling out. "I'VE BEEN HIT! MY FPS TRAINING HAS FAILED ME!"

"THIS IS SO FUN!" Sydney yelled. "I'M LIKE A WARRIOR"

"LOOK OUT!" Julian yelled. "SOMEONE'S COMING!"

The cafeteria doors slammed open to reveal Principal Isa. We all let out a unified loud gasp.

"What is going on?" Principal Isa yelled.

We heard the thud of a hot dog hitting the floor. I gazed around the cafeteria, and it was a total mess!

"This behavior is unacceptable! Where are the hall monitors?"

Caleb emerged from the fray, now covered in spaghetti as well.

"Caleb, I expected much more from you. How could you let this happen?"

Caleb had his jaw dropped. Suddenly, he lifted what was left of the spaghetti on a plate and threw it at Isa!

"CALEB!" I yelled with shock.

"Ah!" Principal Isa exclaimed upon impact. "Young man, this is no behavior for a hall monitor!"

"I don't care!" Caleb yelled furiously. "Being a hall monitor is the worst thing that ever happened to me! I signed up because I wanted to help people and make this school a better place. But now everyone hates me, and it's all because of YOU!"

I let out a gasp as Caleb threw another handful of spaghetti at Principal Isa.

"Caleb, stop it this instant or-"

"Or you'll kick me out of the hall monitor program? You can't fire me! I QUIT!"