Nickie was more of a curious trouble-maker kind of boy. He was often made fun of because of his rainbow-colored hair. Stacy was the kind of girl that was a little angel who never did anything wrong and always gets good grades. Her long black hair came down to about her elbows. Could these two possibly be friends? Surprisingly, they are not only friend but best friends. They were just two normal 14-year-old freshmen in high school until one day...
Nickie had texted Stacy to meet him in front of a locker. This locker was no ordinary locker. It was a mystery. Nickie loves to solve a good mystery. This one was the perfect one. "Why are we in front of a locker that isn't ours? In fact, I've never seen anyone use it ever!" Stacy pointed out. "Exactly! No one has used it before! We are here to crack the mystery. Since we've only been here for a couple months, I decided to ask a senior about it, he said that he's never seen anyone use it either..." Nickie began. Stacy interrupted, "A senior?! We aren't supposed to talk to those!" It was true. Like most schools, freshmen were at the bottom of the totem pole, and seniors were at the top.
"Let's just take a look inside." Nickie said. Nickie opened the locker. Surprisingly, it looked big enough to stuff a senior in there. Nickie walked in, only to find that the back wall of the locker was just an illusion of the eye. It was a long hallway. "Woah! Stacy, come check this out! It's awesome in here!" Nickie exclaimed. "Nickie, you aren't suppose to be in there." Stacy reluctantly said. She really wanted to go in there. Jer curiosity got the better of her. She walked inside.
Jerry was known as the tattletale of the freshmen class. He was annoying and unbearable. Jerry was walking down the wall with spiked up brown hair. When he thought he saw Stacy go into a locker, he walked over to the one he thought was the one she went into. "Stacy, did you just go into a locker?" he asked.
Meanwhile, inside the locker, Stacy and Nickie heard Jerry's voice. Stacy whispered, "Quick, it's Jerry. He'll tattle on us. Move farther back." Nickie walked farther down deeper into the locker, only to fall down a deep, deep abyss of darkness. Stacy jumped in after him, yelling, "Nickie!" Jerry walked inside the locker and jumped in after Stacy, yelling, "Stacy!"
They fell in some sort of waiting room. Luckily, someone placed a mattress under the chute. They walked down the hall to find a locked automatic door. There was a security camera pointed right at them. Nickie pointed it out and pointed out that the only way to get inside is by the vent. Stacy thought that his plan sounded a little bit... how would she put it... illegal. She also wanted to see around, so she caved in.
The vent leaded to a break room. From there, a kid about their age walked in and stared at the 3 strange visitors. "Yup. I was right, Kate. There are some intruders." he said. A 21-year-old girl with shoulder length brown hair walked in. From the look on her face, you could tell that she did not like high schoolers. Kate started, "D.P., good work. Speaking of work, GET BACK TO IT YOU LITTLE MUSKRAT!!! So this is a governmental science lab hidden beneath your school. We choose a freshmen class and then choose the smartest to come work for us. They will work here until they graduate, then we choose the next freshmen class that come the year after the old staff graduates. We are going to force y'all to work here since you already know about its hiding place. I'm Kate Bane. You all might know me as the 21-year-old principal for the school above us, Miss Bane. Let's begin with the tour, dirtbags."
-------time skip to after the tour--------
Kate said, "Well, tomorrow I will I give you your jobs." Jerry asked, "Which ones were the open jobs?" Kate replied, "Being one of the lunch ladies." Stacy sighed. As the only girl, she assumed she'd get that job. Kate went on, "Driving one of the hover cars." Nickie hoped that would be him. Kate finished, "And working in the cloning room. I'll tell you guys your jobs tomorrow. Oh, by the way, I'm the principal, so up there, you must call me Miss Bane. Down here, you can call me Kate. Good luck tomorrow at school."
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Our After School Job
Science FictionIt's normal to have an after school job right? What about as a scientist that works under your school in a secret government lab? It is for these high school freshmen.
