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Her eyes are like a demon's, her heart as black as coal.
Everyone stared as she walked down the hall leading from the office.
Her eyes beamed at those who crossed her path, her face filled with red anger and rage.
She stepped outside the school's gates and screamed.
"I DIDN'T DO THIS! I WILL TAKE REVENGE!"
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Such a drama queen that cat is. Someday her stripes will pop off her fur and run away from her screams.
"I wonder what happened?"
Scout pondered for a moment, but I could take a quick guess.
I held up my folder and waved it slightly, so no one would notice.
She stood there and gazed for awhile.
"Oh!" She jumped.
"Well that took quite some time"
"We're in no hurry" Scout quickly replied
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«time skip»
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I walked quickly back from the school to the room where I was staying.
The sky darkened and a small cold drop splattered on my nose
Rain
At that moment thunder rumbled and lightning filled the sky.
"we need to take shelter"
I took Scout's paw and ran to the nearest building I could find.
It was an old abandoned lighthouse, quite large for its type. Cold, wet linoleum floors and rotted wallpaper stared out the window, longing to experience sunshine and friendly people once again. I thought back to what it must have been like. Small children giggled with laughter as parents carefully placed them on their muscular shoulders. All stared in awe at the beautiful sunset of many colours of which existed then, before the storm. The storm started out quite like this one actually.
I sat down at the bottom of a long winding staircase in which Scout was now climbing. "Careful" I warned
She snapped back almost instantly
"I'm just going to take a look at the storm!"
Her voice seemed to settle down into a quieter tone.
"I'm afraid"
Scout afraid? I must have heard wrong. The same Scout that defeated so many other spies? The same Scout that battled so many evils?
The same Scout that conquered so many mastermind thieves?
No way!
Though I couldn't blame her. I was scared too.
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