Secrets

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Chase's POV

"Principle Whitehead why am i in detention?" The guy who threw food on another student in Principle Fun Kill's presence asked.

"You threw food on another student while I was trying to resolve the issue, Patrick." She responded. "You guys enjoy detention, I will leave now." She smiled wickedly. She closed the door and left the classroom.

Great. We have Mr Johnson. As if the day could get any worse. Mr Johnson is weird. His 79 I think and he still teaches but the annoying thing is since he's so old he falls asleep ALOT. It'd be a miracle if he finished a full class without falling asleep whilst explaining. He sleeps so randomly but will wake up if you sneeze.

Light sleeper? I don't think so. Last year an incident occured, it was so loud, all the alarms going and where was Mr Johnson? He was sleeping peacefully in his classroom. Quite perculiar really. If you dare wake him up he'll start screaming that we're under attack. He goes insane and then Principle Whitehead punishes us. I roll my eyes at the thought.

"Time just has to go by so slow now." Bree complained.

"Well we wouldn't be here if you didn't start a catastrophe!" I yelled.

"That was so lit! I even got the Principle." Patrick proudly stated from the back. "I still don't get why I'm in detention, everyone took part." He questioned.

Idiot.

"What's your deal anyway?" Bree asked.

"My deal?! What the hell's wrong with you? Why can't you just leave me!" I questioned her.

"Butterfly." Patrick randomly said as he stared at a page.

"So detention is your home." Bree rolled her eyes.

"You wanna cause problems?" I asked.

"I don't have to, you already took that job." She replied bluntly.

"I've had it with you!" I shouted and swiftly got off my seat and charged towards Bree. My movements were swift and aggressive that it seem to have caused trouble to Mr Johnson as he started to move.

"Aliens shall rule..." He quietly said as he drifted back to sleep.

I glared at Bree and started walking back to my seat. Just as I was about to sit down we heard a thundering sound that caused the class to shake.

"What was that?!" Patrick anxiously asks.

"I'm going to go find out." Bree announced and walks out of class.

I ran behind.

"Is that...wolves?" Bree asked, mesmerized.

"AAAAAAAAA we're gonna die!" Patrick put his hands up, screaming and running around like a headless chicken.

I immediately assessed the situation in front of us. The wolves were no atypical ones. They each had a silver moon on their paw. I searched around for a wolf with blue eyes and fur as a husky would. On the left. Fighting a bat. I saw my target.

"Uh maybe we should go inside." I suggested.

"Is that teacher still asleep?" Bree asked, avoiding my question.

"WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Patrick carried on running and screaming hysterically.

"Yeah maybe we should wake him up?" I suggest.

"Hell no, I say we take our chance and go home." Bree disagreed.

"Oh you do have a brain, who would have thought." I sarcastically mocked.

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