Chapter 12 - The Torture Called Jogging

Lost smiled and stretched as she stood in the breakfast line-up in the cafeteria the next morning. Today's breakfast special was eggs and toast.

"How was your sleep?" Swirl asked, moving up in the line with Lost.

"It was good, how about you?" Lost asked.

"Good!" Swirl replied before turning to the lunch lady behind the counter. "Two pieces of toast is fine!"

After the girls got their breakfast, Swirl glanced around, as if looking for someone.

"Aha!" Swirl said just as Lost was about to ask who she was looking for. "Come, I have someone I want you to meet."

Lost followed curiously through the cafeteria past a couple of tables. She noticed Aparri, Bepper, Wisteriamoon, and Julian were all sitting at the same table, laughing and joking as if they were the best of friends.

'Course all the 'famous' people are chums.

"Lost, meet Kraft!" Swirl suddenly announced as they reached a table where Kraft sat, eating.

"Oh! I've already met Kraft before," Lost chuckled, sliding into a seat next to Kraft.

"Mhm," Kraft said, her mouth full of eggs.

"Really?" Swirl smiled at Lost. "You are just everywhere, aren't you?"

Lost smirked and took a large bite of toast. "Now you know my secret!"

"These eggs are just the best! They don't taste like those eggs from the stores. Those ones are just plain rubbish," Kraft declared.

"Of course you like these eggs, silly!" Swirl laughed, shoving Kraft playfully.

"Uh, why?" Lost said, feeling out of the loop.

"Kraft absolutely loves chickens," Swirl said.

"I see," Lost said though she still felt a little confused.

After a while, the bell rung loudly, letting everyone know that class was going to start soon. Lost stood up and looked around. Most of the other students were done eating as well. Chairs got shoved and calls were yelled as kids pushed their way to the door.

"Come, Swirl." Lost said, gesturing to the door. "Homeroom will start soon."

"Bye Kraft!" Swirl said, giving Kraft a hug before she stood up. "See you later!"

"Bye guys!" Kraft called as Lost and Swirl went with the flow of students and out into the hallway.

* * *

Lost wandered into her science classroom just after the final bell had rung. Almost all the seats were taken and everyone looked up at her. As Lost blushed, she glanced up at Mr. Cosmo and noticed he was smiling kindly down at her.

"Sorry that I was late," Lost apologized.

"It's ok, Lostfairy," Mr. Cosmo replied and smiled a big, bright smile, his eyes squinting.

Lost blushed even harder, trying not to notice that Mr. Cosmo was actually quite handsome. As she hurried to her desk next to Penguin, Mr. Cosmo began his lecture on a certain type of fungus that is nicknamed "zombie fungus" that infects ants.

"So, this type of fungus, scientifically named Ophiocordyceps unilateralis, actually attaches itself to the carpenter ants and it eventually breaks into the ant's exoskeleton. Then the yeast stage of the fungus spreads over the ant's body and actually manipulates the ant!" Mr. Cosmo exclaimed, gesturing with his hands.

Penguin suddenly raised his hand. 

"Yes, Penguin?" Mr. Cosmo asked.

"What does the fungus make the ant do?" Penguin said, sounding curious.

"Good question!" Mr. Cosmo said. "The fungus makes the ant climb onto a stem of a plant. Then, it makes the ant stick to a leaf vein. After that, the ant can not move from that spot because the fungus destroyed some of the connections in the ant's muscles. This tight grip to the leaf vein is known as the death grip and is very important in the fungus's lifecycle."

"What happens after?" Penguin said.

"Well, things start looking worse for the ant. The fungus kills the ant and then continues to grow in the ant's soft tissues. When the fungus is ready to reproduce, well, things get disturbing. The fungus's fruiting bodies grow from the ant's head and rupture, releasing spores."

This is one interesting science class...

* * *

Lost panted as she ran another lap around the gym. She loved running but now she was getting a bit tired.

"Hey, Lost!" Naffy said cheerfully as she jogged up next to Lost.

"Hi there," Lost said, smiling. "What's up?"

"Nothing much. How are you enjoying Jamaasian High?" Naffy asked, glancing over at Lost.

"It's a nice school! It's got a great community and I love my dorm room girls," Lost said. "I've met a lot of nice people!"

"That is so good!" Naffy replied.

TWEET!

"Stop with the CHIT-CHAT and start FOCUSING ON RUNNING!" Coach Gilbert yelled from across the gym.

"Ugh, how long is he going to make us run?" Naffy whispered.

"No clue," Lost said, trying to shrug as she ran. "I'm so not used to gym since I didn't have it when I was homeschooled."

"Ah, it must be a tough switch, huh?" Naffy said.

"I sure miss my home and old life but I love making new friends so I'll be fine," Lost smiled.

Lost looked up and saw Swirl with another girl running just up ahead.

"Swirl!" Lost called, hoping her friend would slow down and run with her and Naffy.

Swirl looked behind her and a big grin went across her face. She turned toward the girl with her and said something. They both slowed down so Lost and Naffy could catch up.

"Hey, guys!" Swirl said, panting. "Meet Violet! She's in a couple of my other classes too!"

"Hi there, Violet!" Lost and Naffy said.

"Hello!" Violet replied. "I am so done with running. Is Coach Gilbert trying to torture us?!"

"I hope not!" Lost replied with a laugh.

Just as Lost was about to open her mouth and say something, the loud bell was rung overhead.

"Alright! Gym is now OVER!" Coach Gilbert shouted.

"Well, let's go get changed out of these gross gym clothes," Lost joked as they started walking over to the change rooms.

Chapter 11 - Playing Around

Lost looked around the table at her dorm room friends, Swirl, Gracie, and Fang. It was supper and the whole day seemed to be a big blur for Lost.

"So," Lost said, spooning some soup into her mouth. "What do you want to do tonight?"

"Well, I hear the games room is cool. Maybe we could hang out and play some games?" Fang suggested.

"Oh! Good idea!" Gracie replied as she buttered her bread.

"Apparently Aparri will be there as well," Swirl said, grinning. "Maybe we should get his autograph and be, like, famous."

Lost laughed. "An autograph from some dude at school? I'll pass."

Swirl stood up and looked at each girl in turn. "Ready to go?"

There was a chorus of "yes" and "sure" as the girls got up and marched out of the cafeteria.

"Um, where is the games room?" Lost said, unsure.

"I know! I've been there before. It's that way," Fang said, pointing down the hall.

The girls slowly trailed down the hall, laughing and chattering.

"Oh, hey," Lost said, suddenly remembering something. "Did you guys hear about the fight?"

"What fight?" Gracie gasped.

"I heard about it," Swirl said, slowly. "Apparently, two guys got quite upset about something. From what I heard, it sounded like one of them had 'stolen' some item from the other."

"Is that even true?" Lost gaped.

"No clue. Just rumors, I suppose," Swirl shrugged.

"Do you know who they were?" Fang asked.

"Hey! Guys! Wait up!" a girl called from behind them.

The girls whirled around and saw Ja running up to them.

"Wow," Ja panted. "You guys are fast."

"We were just walking," Lost giggled. "But what's up, Ja?"

"A couple of things, actually!" Ja said. "First, I wanted to come with you. You're going to the games room, right?"

"Second," Ja said, continuing after Swirl nodded. "You know that fight that happened earlier today?"

"We were just talking about it! Do you know who the boys were?" Gracie asked.

"Yeah! 'Cause it was my brother who was the one who got stolen from!" Ja announced.

The other girls stared at Ja.

"Huh?!" they all cried in unison.

"Woah, did you plan on that?" Ja laughed. "Anyway, yeah, my brother got stolen from. From some dude who usually hangs out with Fman."

"Ugh," Lost said, remembering playing dodgeball with him.

"Wait, wait!" Gracie said, holding up her hands. "Which brother? Tox or Pob?"

"Pob was the one who got stolen from. Tox actually ran and got the HQ," Ja explained.

"Ooooh!" Lost exclaimed. "I saw your brother run and get them. Everyone was so upset that he got the HQ."

"Oh really?" Ja said, clenching her fists. "That is just SO wrong! How is helping bad?"

Swirl shrugged. "Maybe they were friends with that stealer?"

"C'mon, guys. Let's go before it gets full!" Fang said, teasingly tugging Lost's arm.

All five girls continued down the hall and into the room marked "Games Room."

Lost looked around the room. All around were tables and chairs set up. A couple of pool, air hockey, Ping-Pong, and foosball tables were in rows close to the door. A small table was set up on the right that had a sign that read "Autographs." In the back of the room were other tables that had board and card games. On the left were cozy, brown couches with pillows spread neatly on them.

But the strange thing was, the room was empty.

"Woo!" Ja cried, racing around the room. "We have the whole room to ourselves!"

Lost laughed. "What, you wanna play tag?"

"No," Ja grinned, slowing down near the Ping-Pong table. "Hey, let's play this together!"

"But there's five of us and only four rackets," Fang pointed out.

"That's ok! I'll be a score keeper," Gracie said, cheerfully.

"I'm on Swirl's team!" Lost said, jumping up and down.

"I'll be on Ja's team then," Fang smiled.

As the girls played and laughed, the room slowly got fuller. Soon, almost all the tables were occupied.

"Okay!" Gracie announced. "Ja and Fang won!"

"Aw, good job!" Swirl said, beaming. "But you gotta admit, me and Lost did pretty good."

Lost laughed and gave Swirl a high-five. "Ooh! Let's do what they do in "Austin and Ally."

Swirl and Lost high-fived again and then did a fist bump. "What up!" Lost said, giggling.

"You watch that show too?" Swirl said.

All of a sudden, the door room flew open with a loud BAM. Lost looked up and saw Aparri march into the room with a herd of kids following behind him. Some even had caps that looked like... cheese?!

"Yo!" Aparri said as he sat down behind the table that was for autographs "If you want an autograph from your boy Aparri, just come over here and line up!"

A shriek came from a cluster of girls that were sitting on the couch. They jumped up and bolted over to the table with pieces of paper out, ready for an autograph.

"Wow. Just wow," Lost rolled her eyes.

"Do you guys want an autograph?" Ja asked. "Because I kinda do. Just for fun, you know?"

"It's fine, go ahead," Swirl grinned.

As Ja ran over and stood in line, Lost felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

"Yes?" Lost turned around and saw Gfox, the girl she had met at breakfast.

"Hi Lost! Remember me?" Gfox asked, smiling.

"Yeah, of course! Good to see you again!" Lost exclaimed. "Have you met my friends before?"

"No, I don't think so!" Gfox said, looking shyly over at Swirl, Gracie, and Fang.

"This is Swirl," Lost said, pointing to each girl in turn. "This is Gracie and this here is Fang. They're my dorm twenty-six girls."

"Hi!" Gracie said, shaking Gfox's hand.

"I'm baaaack!" Ja sang, coming over. She then noticed Gfox. "Oh, hi! I'm Ja!"

"I'm Gfox," Gfox smiled.

"How many autographs did you get?!" Lost said, staring at the small pile of paper in Ja's hand.

"Um, one for me, Sarah, Tox, Pob, and then one for each of you guys," Ja said sheepishly. "Good thing I got an extra, I didn't know Gfox would be here!"

"Aww, that's really sweet of you!" Lost said as Ja handed out the autographs.

"It was nothing," Ja shrugged, blushing slightly.

Lost yawned and brushed her long bangs aside. "Well, I dunno about you, but I am tired. I think I'm heading up to my dorm to chill for a while."

"Sounds like a good plan!" Gracie said. "Ja and Gfox, wanna hang out in our dorm?"

"Sure!" Ja and Gfox said at the same time and then laughed.

The six girls wandered out of the games room, down the hall, up the stairs, and up to room number twenty-six. Fang took out her key and unlocked the door, holding it open for everyone.

Lost went straight to her bed and plopped down, sighing happily. "I. Am. Tired!"

"Me as well," Swirl yawned.

Swirl, Gracie, and Fang went to their beds and sat down.

"Feel free to sit on any bed," Gracie said to Ja and Gfox.

As Swirl took of her ever-pleasant wizard hat, Ja flew across the room and sat down next to Swirl.

"Can I try your hat on?" Ja said, doing puppy-dog eyes.

"Sure!" Swirl laughed.

Gfox walked over and sat down on the edge of Lost's bed. "What do you guys wanna do now?"

Just as Lost was about to open her mouth, a loud knocking came from behind the door.

Fang got up and opened the door. "Hello?"

"Hi, is my sister here?" a girl's voice said. Lost tried to see who it was but Fang was standing in the way.

"Uh, depends on who your sister is," Fang replied.

"Her name is Ja," the girl said.

"Sarah?" Ja said, bounding over to the door.

"Ja! How could you just leave me?" Sarah said dramatically. "Me and Karalee were worried!"

"Sorry!" Ja said. "I thought you knew where I was going."

"It's almost time for bed, wanna go back to our dorm?" Sarah asked.

"Okay, sure," Ja replied, handing the wizard hat back to Swirl. "Thanks for letting me hang out, guys!"

"Goodnight, Ja!" Gracie called from her bed.

"I should go too," Gfox said, hopping off Lost's bed. "Bye guys!"

Fang shut the door after Sarah, Ja, and Gfox left. "You guys wanna go to bed now?"

"I'm good with that," Swirl said, pulling her pajamas out of her bag.

After half an hour or so, all the girls had brushed their teeth, changed into pajamas, and were in their beds. Swirl jumped out of bed and flipped the light switch. She then ran and jumped into bed.

"Goodnight, dorm twenty-six girls," Lost said, smiling in the dark.

"Goodnight!" they said in unison.

As the room got quiet, Lost snuggled into her covers and sighed a happy sigh.

Yet again, school was fun and busy. I'm so glad I have such good friends with me.

 I can't wait see what tomorrow has in store!

Chapter 10 - Second Star to the Right

"Well, have a delightful rest of your day, children!" Ms. Peck called over the loud chiming of the bell. Lost grabbed her backpack, slung it over her shoulder, and marched out of class, moving with the flow of students.

Already knowing where she was supposed to go, Lost pushed past kids as she wandered up to a set of stairs that would lead to the third floor.

Before school had started, Lost had signed up online to go to Jamaasian High. As she was going through the long process, she had picked a bonus class to go to at the end of the day.

Off to my first day of drama!

Lost hurried up the stairs and down the hall. She reached a door with a huge piece of cardboard paper that said in bold writing: "To be in drama or not to be, that is the question! Drama - Ms. Tavie."

Smirking, Lost pushed the door open and then stopped in her tracks and gaped. The room before her was looked like a Broadway show could take place here. The majestic burgundy curtains hung on a huge stage. Sets of gray cushioned chairs were in rows all around the room.

All of a sudden, Lost heard a loud cough come from behind the curtain. Lost gasped as the red material moved and shifted around. Then, a woman stepped out onto the stage and coughed again.

"Sorry to startle you!" the woman said. "There's just so much dust!" She waved her hand through the air, as if to a prove a point.

"That's ok," Lost said, walking over to the stage.

"And who might you be?" the woman said, brushing back her light brown hair, messing up her pearled headband. She also wore a light purple dress with a pretty dolphin on the front.

"I'm Lostfairy," Lost replied.

"I am Ms. Tavie!" Ms. Tavie said with a flourish.

The door opened again and a herd of students came and sat down in the chairs near the stage. Lost stood in front of the stage awkwardly, not knowing where to sit.

"Lost! Over here!" a girl called from a few rows away from the stage.

Lost looked up and saw Purplestarclub sitting with Penguin. Purple gestured her to come over.

After making her way past some seats, Lost plopped down beside Purple.

"So, you're in drama?" Lost said, quickly blushing at how silly the question sounded.

"Yup. I hope to work with the sets. You know, paint them and stuff," Purple replied.

"What about you, Penguin?" Lost asked, moving forward so she could see past Purple.

"I really don't want to act. I would rather work with the sets, like Purple. Except, not paint," Penguin explained.

Lost nodded. She didn't prefer going onstage either. Made her feel queasy just thinking about it. But she had done acting once before and it wasn't too bad. Though maybe it was because she didn't have many lines...

"LOST!" a loud yell broke though Lost's train of thought. Lost looked up and grinned when she saw it was Swirl.

"Hi Swirl! I can't believe we have drama together!" Lost exclaimed.

"I know. Right?" Swirl sat down next to Lost, eagerly looking around. She whistled long and loud when she saw the massive stage. "That is one big stage!"

Just as Lost was about to reply, a powerful clap sounded out throughout the room. Lost looked up and saw Ms. Tavie onstage again.

"May I have all your attention?" Ms. Tavie asked, her voice louder because of a microphone.

As the chattered quieted, she began speaking again.

"Welcome to your first drama class! I am your teacher, Ms. Tavie. You may not call me Tavie or Ms. Dolphin or any other sort of silly name you come up with. There will be no dawdling or rude behavior. And above all, you must be ready to take on whatever dramatic thing that comes your way. Understood?" Ms. Tavie stopped pacing and stared at all the students.

The room rippled with a bunch of "sure" and "ok" and Lost even heard someone call out "yes madam!"

Satisfied, Ms. Tavie continued. "Every year, us drama class puts on a few different glorious plays. The first production that we will do is the very well known story of..."

Ms. Tavie paused and then said triumphantly, "Peter Pan!"

Lost couldn't believe her ears. Peter Pan was her favorite classic fairy tale of all time. She loved it's funny sense of humor and everything about it!

"So, in a couple of days, we will have auditions. Everyone will be assigned to their role. Today, we will just practice for the audition! Come up to the stage to get the lines for the play and then split into groups. Plan on who you wish to be!"

Lost turned to Swirl quickly. "You should try out for Wendy!"

"Me? Why me? What about you?" Swirl said as she stood up.

"Well, I don't want to be the main character. And you'd be perfect for the role!" Lost replied, following Swirl to the front to get their lines.

"Hmm, maybe. It'd be fun to try out for the lead role..." Swirl said thoughtfully. Her frown slowly turned into a huge grin and she nodded. "Okay. I'll try out for Wendy!"

"Yay!" Lost said, beaming. "You'll make a great Wendy!"

"Who will you be?" Swirl asked. "I don't even know who's all in Peter Pan!"

Lost quickly sorted out all the characters she could be. "Well, there's Mrs. Darling and Nana, though I would rather not be a dog. There's Tigerlily the princess and Liza the maid I hardly remember..." Lost trailed off. "Oh wait! There's also Tinkerbell! And I could possibly be one of the many Lost Boys or pirates."

"Hmm, there's a lot of people. You could be a brown haired Tinkerbell! You even have the word 'fairy' in your name! You are destined to be Tinkerbell!" Swirl declared as she handed Lost her a piece of paper.

Lost chuckled and grabbed her lines. "Maybe. Being Tinkerbell would be fun. Except for two things."

"What?" Swirl asked.

"One, her favorite thing to say is quite odd," Lost said, ticking off the numbers with her fingers. "Two, that would mean I have to try over and over to kill you. I mean, Wendy!"

"Really? I don't remember that at all!" Swirl said, laughing. "You should still try out for Tinkerbell!"

Lost thought about it. Tinkerbell didn't have lots of lines, which was perfect for Lost. Yet, everyone loved Tinkerbell.

"Okay! I'll try out for her," Lost said.

Lost and Swirl wandered over to two empty chairs. Lost flipped through her papers and then stopped as a thought struck her.

"Oh no!" Lost groaned and put her head in her hands.

"What is it?" Swirl asked worriedly.

"I just realized that if I get cast as Tinkerbell, I'll have to pretend to love whoever Peter Pan is. What if it's some gross guy?" Lost said dramatically.

"Oh don't worry!" Swirl said. "It's not like you have to kiss him or something, right?"

"No. But still!" Lost replied.

"You'll be fine. Now, which scene do you want to practice? One with Tinkerbell and Wendy, right?" Swirl suggested.

"Hm," Lost leafed through the pages and then stopped on one. "There isn't very many with them both but how about the one where Tinkerbell gets one of the Lost Boys to shoot Wendy down from the sky?"

"Sure!" Swirl cleared her throat and began to say her first lines.

After a few minutes of practicing, a voice startled them both.

"You're trying out for Wendy?"

Lost looked up and saw Wisteriamoon standing next to their chairs and looking directly at Swirl.

"Um, yes?" Swirl replied uneasily.

"If I were you, I'd pick a different role," Wisteria said sweetly.

"Why?" Lost asked. "She can try out for anyone she wants!"

"Yes, but it'd be all in vain to try out for Wendy. You know why?" Wisteria said.

Swirl shrugged. "How come?"

"Because I am trying out for Wendy and no one beats Wisteriamoon." Wisteria said proudly, adding emphasis to 'moon.'

She then turned on her heels and headed off to a gaggle of girls. They immediately started chattering and laughing.

"The nerve of that girl!" Lost muttered angrily. "Want me to go punch her or something?"

Swirl laughed. "No, it's fine. Just ignore her."

"So, what are you going to do?" Lost asked.

"I'm going to still try out for Wendy! Who cares if she thinks that just because she's famous means that everyone obeys her?"

"Agreed," Lost smiled. "Okay, let's back to practicing."

Chapter 9 - The HQ Appears

Lost marched into the cafeteria and took a deep breath. Halfway done school for today!

She wandered over to the lunch line and stared into space, daydreaming. Lost moved up in line without thinking.

"Hey! Lost!" a voice broke through Lost's daydream.

Lost turned around and saw Karalee standing behind her, grinning from ear to ear.

"Oh, hey," Lost said. "What's up?"

"Nothing much. What was the last class you went to?" Karalee asked.

"History. With grumpy ol' Mr. Greely," Lost said, rolling her eyes. "We learnt about this ancient tribe of warriors that were called Phantoms. They apparently attacked the explorers, Mira and Zios." Lost then grabbed a orange lunch tray from the counter.

"Ah. Sounds interesting at least!" Karalee said as she also picked up a tray.

Lost shrugged. "It was okay."

Lost grabbed an apple and piece of pizza from the lunch counter. After some contemplating, she grabbed another piece of pizza.

Grabbing a juice box, Lost turned around to look at Karalee. "Wanna sit together?"

Karalee nodded and Lost lead the way over to an empty table near the middle of the room. Sighing, Lost plopped down on her chair and closed her eyes.

"You tired still?" Karalee teased as she bit into a gooey piece of pizza.

"I guess so! It's been busy. Go go go, you know?" Lost said, opening her eyes and sticking her straw into her juice box. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a girl walk over to their table.

"Mind if I sit here?" the girl said, standing close to the table.

"Sure!" Karalee said.

The girl smiled and sat down next across from Lost.

"I'm Karalee! And this is Lostfairy," Karalee said, gesturing to herself and to Lost.

"Cool. I'm Pinpun. Call me Pin for short," Pin said, biting into a sandwich. Pin had her hair dyed purple and styled into a Mohawk. She wore a dark purple jacket and a bunch of lilac colored bracelets. A spiked necklace was around her neck.

The girls chattered and ate their lunches. After a little while, Lost looked at the big clock on the wall.

"I should go," Lost said, standing to her feet.

"Why? The bell hasn't rung," Pin said.

"I know. I like getting to classes early though. I get better seats that way," Lost joked. "Well, bye guys!"

"Bye!" Karalee called.

Lost wandered out into the hallway and headed towards her math class. She sighed happily. The hallways were so much more peaceful when they weren't filled with yelling students. Lost enjoyed herself as she strolled along through the halls.

All of a sudden, a loud sharp yell shattered the silence. Lost picked up her pace and turned around the corner when she saw a group of kids all huddled around something. A few kids wandering the halls stopped and joined the huddle.

Curious, Lost kept on walking towards them. As she came closer, she listened to some of the yells.

"Hit him! C'mon, do it!"

"Punch him!"

Is this a fight?

Lost turned to a girl who was silently watching. She was leaning against the wall, twirling her black hair with her finger. Her dark eyes stared intently at the herd of kids.

"Hey, do you know what this is all about?" Lost asked as she stood next to the girl.

"No. I wasn't here when it started," she said before looking up.

Lost nodded and wondered what to do. As she looked around, she noticed that a younger looking boy was bolting down the hall, away from the fight. Lost cocked her head and stared down the hall.

What was that kid doing?!

 "I'm Lostfairy, by the way," Lost said.

"I'm Purple. Purplestarclub," Purple replied.

All of a sudden, Lost saw an adult walking down the hall. He seemed to walk with such authority. The boy Lost had noticed before trailed after him.

The man pushed past the huddle and grabbed each of the boys who were fighting each other. Both of them had blood on their face and a scowl on their lips.

"What do you two think you were doing?" the man demanded.

"He started it!" one of the boys yelled, pointing at the other one.

"I don't care who started it," the man said sternly. "Now tell me. What were you fighting about?"

Lost turned to Purple. "Who is that guy?"

"He's part of the security team. Us students nicknamed them the HQ. Headquarters," Purple said. "They always stop fights and stuff."

Lost turned back to the HQ who was still talking to the boys.

"If neither of you will tell me why you were fighting, I'm going to have to take you to the Headmaster," the HQ said.

The HQ then started walking back down the hall, pushing the boys with his arms.

All the kids who had watched the fight were silent until the trio went around the corner. Then they all turned to the boy Lost had seen before.

"Why'd you have to report them?" a girl yelled at the boy.

"Yeah! Now they're in trouble and it's all your fault!" another student shouted.

"Now, now! He didn't do anything wrong!" Lost said, without thinking.

Everyone stared at her. Lost shifted her feet. The bell rung and Lost sighed with relief. Finally, the crowd went their separate ways to their classrooms.

Lost rushed down the hall towards her math class, shaking her head. That was enough excitement for her.

* * *

Lost hurried into English just as the final bell rang. She quickly scooted into her seat and let out a sigh. Math had gone late because she had to ask Mr. Graham some questions about a problem she had in her math quiz.

Ms. Liza stood in front of the class room, with hands folded in front of her as she watched the students with her bright curious eyes.

"Alright!" Ms. Liza announced. The whole room's buzz of chatter instantly stopped.

 "Today, you will use this whole class time to work on your report on something that needs changing in Jamaasian High. Remember, this is your last time to work on it before it is due!" Ms. Liza said. "Now! Let your imagination run wild!"

Lost got her notebook out of her backpack and started writing her report. She stopped suddenly and quickly reread what she already had written. Was it good enough?

"Don't doubt yourself," Ms. Liza said gently, standing next to Lost's desk. "I'm sure it's wonderful."

Lost nodded and watched Ms. Liza move back to her desk.

I wonder how she knew I was doubting my report...

Lost shook her head slightly and began writing again.

* * *

The bell rang throughout the whole school. Lost quickly snapped her notebook shut, shoved it into her backpack, and stood up.

All the students in the class dashed through the door and into the halls. Lost walked slowly up to Ms. Liza's desk where her teacher was scrawling something down. Lost cleared her throat.

"Yes, Lostfairy?" Ms. Liza said, smiling.

"Um, I just wanted to thank you for helping me get past my doubt," Lost said shyly.

"Ah, you're welcome," Ms. Liza said. "Now you better run along! The last class for today should be starting soon!"

Lost nodded and ran out into the hall. The halls were not nearly empty and everyone was laughing and talking.

Pulling her backpack open, Lost reached past the books and grabbed her beat up schedule.

Lost beamed when she saw what her last class was. Art! Glorious art!

Lost dashed up the stairs, taking two at a time. She bolted down the hall and threw open the door at the end of the corridor.

Taking a deep breath, Lost stepped into the room. A couple of students glanced up at her and then went back to chatting.

"Lost! Hi!" a girl yelled from behind Lost.

Lost whirled around and saw Snowyclaw, the cheerleader who greeted her yesterday.

"How are you doing? Don't you totally love this place?" Snowy said cheerfully.

"Yeah, it's awesome," Lost smiled.

"And art is literally the best class!" Snowy said.

"Hey, I love art too!" Lost exclaimed.

"Yay! I have another friend who loves to draw as well," Snowy said, looking around the room and then peering out into the hallway. "Oh! There she is! Artymis, c'mon!"

A girl, who's name was supposedly Artymis, rushed down the hall and ran over to Lost and Snowy. She wore a white headband with little mini antlers. She also wore a light blue jacket and a blue necklace with spikes. White bracelets finished the look.

"I can't wait to start painting!" Artymis said to Snowy, ignoring Lost.

"Me too! Let's go get seats," Snowy said. They both walked over to two empty desks and sat down.

Lost followed and sat down behind them. As she put her backpack down, Lost looked around the room.

There were paint brushes everywhere. There all sorts of paints, brushes, and canvases all scattered around in the room on shelves and on tables. There were huge splotches of paint on the floors in bright colors. The air smelled like paint.

The door closed and a young woman walked into the room. She wore a pink skirt and a fancy purple shirt. The woman's hair was dyed purple and was styled in a cute pixie cut. Lost noticed a single earring in her ear that was a golden bell.

"Hello! I am your art teacher, Ms. Peck," Ms. Peck said, beaming. "In my art class, we are all allowed to be our artsy, creative self. In my art class, we are going to have the most fun time ever."

She sure is enthusiastic.

"So! Today, we are all going to get our creative juices flowing by all painting the same thing. But, in our own unique styles," Ms. Peck said, reaching down and grabbing a rose in a pretty vase. "So, let's start by painting this rose."

Ms. Peck walked around the room, handing out a couple of different sizes of paintbrushes and a palette with a variety of paints.

Lost stared at the beautiful yet complicated rose. She then stared at her paints. Lost sighed softly.

This will be fun.