Strange

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hey guys I'm so sorry I haven't updated and I have some excuses... but here is an extra long chapter. And bonus it's in the Fork-mans perspective.

POV Fork-man

Miss Foster and her friends have been acting strange, very strange. I am ashamed that I can't figure out what is going on. So I have decided to interview each of them separately and try to decipher these kids' lives.

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Sophie walks into the room and takes a seat.

" Miss Foster, How are you?" I begin.

" I'm good. How are you?"

" How I am is of little importance. Have you slept in the past month?" I respond before I can say confused.

" Actually, yes." The blonde girl says with a smile.

" Splendid, splendid. What have you been doing recently?"

" Homework mostly, some ability training. The usual." She says with a shrug.

" And what do you do in your free time?" I ask.

" Hang out with the gang, mostly Keefe." She passes this off as if it's the most common thing. 

" Why Mr. Sencen? Why not Biana?" I ask.

" Keefe needs a lot of help with his homework. and we usually hang out at Havenfield so he gets to get away from his awful dad." At the end of this sentence her face falls.

" Ahhhh I see. You may go now." I say. I hope it isn't too suspicious.

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" Ahhhhh Mr. Son-" I start.

" Don't call me by that name. Ever." Mr. Song says as he plops down in a chair, arm crossed looking incredibly bored.

" Okay Mr. Tam. How is life with Linh? Do you ever miss your parents?" I resume. 

" I love it when it's just me and Linh. Its way better without the stuck up jerks of my parents." Mr. Song says.

" Ahhh I see. And what occupies your time." 

" Homework, ability training. Ya know." The banged boy ( *cough* bangsboy *cough cough* ) Said in a bored tone.

" And do you do anything else?" I ask, unable to help myself. 

" Hang out with Linh, Biana the gang." He responds dryly.

" Why Miss Vacker?"

" Why not?"

" And where do you hang out?" I ask.

" My house, Everglen, My cave, Atlantis." He says.

" You own a cave?" I ask, incredulously.

" Yeah, why?"

" What do you do in the cave?" 

" Ability training. Why?"

" No reason. You may go." 

Mr. Song shoots me a weird look and leaves.

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Wylie walks in with long strides.

" Mr. Endal. Take a seat." 

He sits down.

" How are you doing Mr. Endal?" 

" Good."

" And what have you been doing recently?" I ask and then I almost wince. Not the smoothest transition.

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