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Animal School: chapter 3

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Meanwhile, Mike and the others were in the hallway, talking, until Kaitlin and Robin came up to Mike.

"Excuse me, Mike, but have you seen Cindy today?" Kaitlin asked.

"She was on the bus with me..." Mike replied, then looked thoughtful for a moment. "Or... At least I thought she was..."

"We haven't seen her." Robin shrugged.

"I know where she's at." a voice spoke up.

The group sees a light brown-skinned boy, leaning against the lockers, wearing a sailor hat, green button-up shirt, blue jeans, a watch and black and white shoes. His name is Li'l D Lohrasses, who used to go the Westley School of Performing arts.

"Hey, Li'l D," Mike greeted the boy. "So, where is she and how do you know?"

"Well, as I was walking to school and I saw her getting in the bus with a bunch of animals and Adam Lyon was on there too, so right now, she's at Charles Darwin Middle School." Li'l D explained.

"Is she okay?" Mike was worried about Cindy's safety.

"She's probably fine, but that's where she is." Li'l D confirmed.

Mike looked at the time. "Well, we can't be late for class... I know, after lunch, I'll go to the school and save her."

"You mean we're gonna rescue her, Mazinsky," Abby spoke up. "Cindy is our friend too."

"Knowing that school, she'll probably run into Bull Sharkowski, the school bully who'll probably beat her up or worse, she'll probably run into animals that'll want to eat her." Li'l D remarked.

"Hope she'll be okay until after lunch," Mike replied. "I can't risk getting detention for cutting class."

"I need to come with you as well, besides, I've been there before, I know all about it." Li'l D invited himself.

Sarah came with Jimmy, overhearing what was going on. "So that loser is at the animal school," she huffed. "Good, I'm glad, she deserves to be eaten."

"Or given rabies." Jimmy added with an evil smile.

"You're next if you don't back off." Mike glared to the two cream puffs.

"Oh, we're so scared," Sarah mocked fear. "Whatever shall we do?"

"Are you forgetting about those wolves and shadows?" Mike smirked evilly.

Jimmy scoffed. "We're not afraid of those fleabags or those dumb shadows."

"Yeah, so you can't scare us, Michelene." Sarah added with a laugh.

There was then a shadow that wrapped up around them like a snake trapping prey in its coils. Sarah and Jimmy screamed then.

"Mike, make it stop!" Sarah demanded.

"I'm not doing anything!" Mike defended, honestly.

"What is that!?" Li'l D panicked.

Sarah and Jimmy screamed and were taken away.

Mike looked around the hallway. "Alright, show's over, get outta here, Jamie!"

There was snickering heard and there came the adult older brother of Mike. "Sorry about that..." he then took out a text book. "Sorry Mike, but you forgot your algebra book, I was gonna stop by your class and give it to you, but I saw you out here."

Mike took the book and smiled. "Thanks, Jamie, you're the best."

"Holy cow, that's your brother?" Li'l D's mind was still blown. "How did he do that?"

"Ancient family secret." Mike whispered.

"Where did he take Sarah and Jimmy at?" Li'l D then asked.

Mike looked to her brother.

"To the gym," Jamie smiled rather evilly. "It's dodgeball day."

Mike smirked evilly as well.

"So, uhh... You're not gonna do that technique on us, are you?" Li'l D asked with caution to not get onto Jamie's bad side.

"No way." Jamie shook his head.

"We'd never hurt our friends," Mike assured him. "Anyway, Jamie, could you give us a lift to the animal school after lunch?"

"Why?" Jamie asked.

"Cindy went there by accident and we need to get her back before she gets seriously hurt." Mike explained.

"Of course, Mike, anything for your friends." Jamie smiled.

Unknown to them, a pale Goth girl with teal highlights, black and green top, black skirt and black boots was watching them especially Jamie, her name was Gwen Fahlenblock. 'Jamie...' she thought to herself.
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