Chapter 11 The Maple Turnabout

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Look! I swear I didn't do anything against you guys.
I know. I did somethings against you. And I want you gone.
AaaaH!

Why do I have to wear this?
"Because! You promised to Luke!" Trucy appealed.
(And I promised myself I would finally wear my spikes)
See I'm wearing a dress shirt, a tan cardigan and green slacks.
Luke allowed me to put on a beanie so I put on my spikes. He lent me some of his grease to spike it since I didn't have my usual products.
"You look great Apollo. Now you look less like a tomato." Mr. Wright said.
He was wearing an orange shirt with brown pants.
Thanks now I look like another type of fruit.
"Cheer up Polly!" Athena piped up, trying to soothe me. "You look fashionable and a bit genty!"

I really didn't care at the time. I just wanted this case over with already. But sooner or later I'll be in another.

Knock Knock!
"Wonder who could that be." Luke muttered to himself as he went for the door.
The four of us eavesdropped on the conversation.
"I know this is a bit to ask for you now. But with the this case as well, I don't know what I'll do with this case as well on my chest." A familiar voice spoke.
"Leave it to me and my friends I'm sure we can help you out!" Luke cheered the voice on.
"The trial's today. I already extended the trial for the professor. I can't try it again." The same voice said.
Luke's voice cracked a little but it regained its confidence, "I'm sure it'll be okay!"
(BOI, THAT'S NOT OK!)
Athena heard Luke's footsteps come forward and she told us to sit and act natural.
We sat down and breathed a little harder in adrenaline, but we quickly calmed our breath.
"So uh, do you guys, are you guys. Up to a trial, today?" Luke said to us as he twiddled with his fingers.
Mr. Wright scratched his chin, like he wasn't listening to the earlier conversation.
"Sure." He said.
M-mr. Wright!
"If the man who wanted it solved and help one of our friends out, we can help them." He said with Justice in his voice.
Sorry I couldn't help myself there.

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