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yo guys! sorry bout the wait. there is no more hope. forget the name. the original character i used was Ashley so get used to her. enjoy!

Chapter 6: New Rules


We all took our seats in the front of the cafeteria. Then, the principal and a man walked in. Our principal, Ms. Jenny Roberts, is mean and always on constant strict-mode. Though in front of parents and higher-ups, she’d be the nicest person in the world! Everyone just calls her Jenny behind her back, even the teachers.

“Aw, s**t! Here comes Jenny!” I whisper.

“She’s the principal. A real b***h!” Ashley told Curstan.

“I can tell!” she replied. Jenny and the man were talking in the doorway until she took a few steps away and waved Ashley and I over. Once we got there she took us even farther from the rest of the group.

“First of all, good morning,” she greeted sternly.

“Good morning, Ms. Roberts!” we greeted in unison.

She smiled and said, “I remember the day you two set foot in my school! I’d been anticipating both of you! Especially you Mr. Anokuro!”

I couldn’t help but smile because she didn’t seem like one to anticipate much except to throw a detention in your face. “Well, thank you ma’am!” I said scratching the back of my head.

“Now remember, you have a lot to represent! Yourselves, family, this school, and your whole country!” she reminded us. She really knew how to put the pressure on you! Jenny was also a master of discipline. Saturday detentions (no catching up on school work), max suspensions, she had no limit! But that soon changes. The new freshmen are the rowdiest, most disrespectful bunch I’ve ever seen. She can’t last. She won’t!

“Pay attention, you two! There’s a lot to hear. Return to your seats, I’ll begin!” she said walking away.

“That was…creepy!” I said walking back.

“How?” Ashley laughed.

“She actually was giving us words of encouragement. But made it sound like her normal rantings! Wooow!”

“Dyron, close your mouth and sit up!” snapped Jenny. I followed orders and she began. “Now I hope all rested well! There are a lot of new things to hear about the race!” she said changing into the sweetest woman in the world.

She then stepped to one side and the man stepped forward. “Hello! I am this year’s coordinator for the Demox Race! I have been given orders for you call me Tom.” He continued ominously, “If I were to give my real name, it could lead to serious problems!”

“Ok!” Nathaniel whispered.

“What? Serious problems? Like what?” I asked.

“Don’t question authority, Dyron! Social order could fall apart!” Tyler said.

“It’s quite alright, young man! He has a right to know!” Tom assured Tyler. “This is a very important job, as you can see. Thousands place bets on you and your countries! Someone could take me out and rig the race!” he explained. It made perfect sense.

Anyway, he explained that we collect flags. Three to be exact. One at each of the three checkpoints. To collect all three first would win you the race. There would also be two extra stops. One between the starting line and the ½ mark, and the other between that and the finish line. During these stops, a randomly selected member from two teams would spar and the winner would win their team a 1 hour head start! This race just got better and better!