"ONE OF THE MOST PROMINENT REASONS PEOPLE WANT TO BECOME A CELEBRITY IS HAVING THEIR WIKIPEDIA PAGE"
"ACCIDENT OR ERROR: AIRPORT STAFF GOT 'SUCKED' INTO A PLANE ENGINE"
"TEN SUSPECTS ROBBED A HOSPITAL WORTH OF 3.5 MILLION DOLLARS OF STOLEN MONEY AND GOODS"
It is unusual that the bus had to stop at a gas station afar from the Eagle Lake Scout Academy due to a lack of preparation, which ironically gives Wilkes time to enjoy the empty roads of the country, exploring some few bits of roads to the gas station which Wilkes may not have actually knew about, and nonetheless giving Wilkes' time to accept the four badges he earned, which actually made him happy for a second.
They were three minutes late for the ceremony, but all the sixty passengers were so lucky they didn't have to stand in the lateness area where the sun would burn them - the supervisors were tolerant enough to accept the driver's error.
Saluting the American Flag, listening to the Star-Spangled Banner, seeing scouts left and right with badges, finding that Wilkes himself has started to get more badges than some few people, Wilkes felt proud and cryptic about his courage.
Wilkes had also increased his tendency to study more in class:
"Can anyone tell me what Heterogenous means again?" Mr.Victor asked.
"It is a mixture with a non-uniform composition, Mr.Victor," Wilkes answered.
"What was the name of the British general who fought for the Battle of New Orleans?" Asked Mr.Jules.
Wilkes raised his hands, "Uhm, this is the man that fought Andrew Jackson, right?"
"Yes, who is it?" Mr.Jules helped clarified.
Wilkes then guessed, "Edward, Pakenham, right?"
"Splendid," Mr.Jules said.
"Who was Francis Beaumont's wife?" Mrs.Jenkins asked.
"Mrs.Beaumont," a 4-IROQUOIS boy scout answered, everyone laughed, even Wilkes.
"Maiden name please," Mrs.Jenkins said.
"He has a maid?" he asked.
"No, maiden name is another name for the first name, so who was Francis Beaumont's wife's name?" Mrs.Jenkins clarified and asked again.
Wilkes was eager to make a guess as he recalled it once, "Uhm, is it Ursula, Ursula Isley, Ursula Beaumont,"
"Well no need to say her name thrice, correct, Wilkes, you've been putting yourself up well, dear boy scout, well done, you've done better," Mrs.Jenkins complimented.
In his lunch break, despite sitting with a table of people he never knew, Wilkes was still smiling.
"Hey Wilkes, my advice, don't be too smart, on and on you'll be stupid," a 4-IROQUOIS girl scout needles Wilkes, still it was no match for a happy kid, a happy man.
Then there was this question: "What is the other name of the primary color?" Mrs.Anna asked.
"First Color?" Wilkes answered.
"Wrong, don't be too excited, Wilkes," Mrs.Jenkins said.
"Haha," that 4-IROQUOIS girl scout, she raised her hands. "It is prime color."
"Not exactly, can anyone..."
The speakers rang for an announcement, interrupting Mrs.Jenkins. "Attention to all elementary boy scouts and girl scouts. Later next week on Wednesday, there will be a scout camp," the school secretary announced, every elementary scout gasped. "The elementary boy scouts will camp at Camp Bomazeen, and the elementary girl scouts will camp at Camp Kirkwold, on the same date. For more information, please head to the bulletin board on your floor, and take the paper forms in the dean's office on the second floor, we all hope to see your attendance soon."

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Three Brood Instigators
Mystery / ThrillerThis is where it all began, involving a wayward ambiguous schoolboy, a humbly dignified boy scout, and a minor stray delinquent, who instigated such a pity conflict upon their very youth. "Conflicts Spread Curse a Plague" -I...