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Aiming for Detention… not weird?   -- Chapter One ---by Iluvhorses

Ok.  It's just a school, nothing bad about that.  We, Sarah, Tricia, Tom and I stood in front of the yr 8 class, while the teacher introduced us. I could feel their eyes assessing me, my skater like clothing, my pink streaked black hair and my green eyes, yep that's me, Tammy.

A chill, like a cold finger ran down my back. I wanted to run but I knew that we had to hide.  Tom was starting to shake. I tapped him with my foot before he could think of morphing into his dog shape.

We could all morph into an animal of some sort and if you look closely you can see by the way we dress and look sort of matches what animal we can morph into. Walking over to our seats we sat down and listened.  Halfway through the lesson, people in the class started ignoring the teacher and talking amongst themselves, loudly.  The teacher turned around and told them to line up and take a detention slip.  That was really weird, weren't kids supposed to be quiet if they have to talk in class?

The bell rang; we finished the lesson and filed out for morning tea.  I looked at the kids that went to the school, different looks/trends, different origins, everything was different. Wasn't everyone meant to wear the same thing?  There weren't any visible groups either.

A tall boy and a girl walked over to us, the boy looked, well, dressed like a monkey and the girl looked like a leopard with her orange-red hair streaked with black.

They said to us "why didn't you kids get the tickets to the morph lessons?"
"What morph lessons?"  Asked Sarah, sho was using her fingers to preen her yellow hair, Sarah could morph into a budgie.

I wasn't sure if we should say anything but then Tom said "Can we come?"  I was going to say the same thing but I would have told them what we were; I mentally kicked my self for not making sure they weren't spies.

"Detention slips, I stole some for you guys" said a small boy holding up four detention slips. If I am right, I believe the boy could morph into a mouse.

"So what do you guys morph into?" asked the mouse boy.  Tricia lisped out what we could morph into before I could stop her.
"Tom, dog.  Sarah, budgie. Tammy, Panther and I can morph into a snake" Tricia was listing our morphs off on her fingers, sometimes I wish I could really kick her and not mentally!

We walked into the detention room with our new school mates and the lights were switched off.

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Aiming for Detention… not weird?   -- Chapter One ---by Iluvhorses

Ok.  It's just a school, nothing bad about that.  We, Sarah, Tricia, Tom and I stood in front of the yr 8 class, while the teacher introduced us. I could feel their eyes assessing me, my skater like clothing, my pink streaked black hair and my green eyes, yep that's me, Tammy.

A chill, like a cold finger ran down my back. I wanted to run but I knew that we had to hide.  Tom was starting to shake. I tapped him with my foot before he could think of morphing into his dog shape.

We could all morph into an animal of some sort and if you look closely you can see by the way we dress and look sort of matches what animal we can morph into. Walking over to our seats we sat down and listened.  Halfway through the lesson, people in the class started ignoring the teacher and talking amongst themselves, loudly.  The teacher turned around and told them to line up and take a detention slip.  That was really weird, weren't kids supposed to be quiet if they have to talk in class?

The bell rang; we finished the lesson and filed out for morning tea.  I looked at the kids that went to the school, different looks/trends, different origins, everything was different. Wasn't everyone meant to wear the same thing?  There weren't any visible groups either.

A tall boy and a girl walked over to us, the boy looked, well, dressed like a monkey and the girl looked like a leopard with her orange-red hair streaked with black.

They said to us "why didn't you kids get the tickets to the morph lessons?"
"What morph lessons?"  Asked Sarah, sho was using her fingers to preen her yellow hair, Sarah could morph into a budgie.

I wasn't sure if we should say anything but then Tom said "Can we come?"  I was going to say the same thing but I would have told them what we were; I mentally kicked my self for not making sure they weren't spies.

"Detention slips, I stole some for you guys" said a small boy holding up four detention slips. If I am right, I believe the boy could morph into a mouse.

"So what do you guys morph into?" asked the mouse boy.  Tricia lisped out what we could morph into before I could stop her.
"Tom, dog.  Sarah, budgie. Tammy, Panther and I can morph into a snake" Tricia was listing our morphs off on her fingers, sometimes I wish I could really kick her and not mentally!

We walked into the detention room with our new school mates and the lights were switched off.