Commando App

"Ughh! What is taking Mr. Davenport so long?" I complained. "I want to go to school!"

"He has to finish the tests Bree." Chase told me, looking back at his schedule.

"Yeah, but Calla was going to meet us at the bus stop, and you know how impatient she gets, especially in the rain." I pointed out. Calla had texted me not twenty minutes before hand, telling me to bring a coat. Apparently, it was raining cats and dogs.

"She can wait just a few more…or not." Chase smirked as Calla walked in passing Clark who was sitting on the desk, carrying her back pack and rain coat. "Speak of the devil."

"You were talking about my brother? Why?" Calla asked jokingly. Then "What's taking you guys?"

"Mr. Davenport wants to run some tests for glitches before we go." Adam explained. Calla nodded then looked at Chase's schedule. "Oh! Do you know what classes we have together?"

She didn't wait for an answer, instead taking the schedule out of his hands, and then grabbed Adam's, Leo's and my schedule. "Okay, so one class with Leo; it's Spanish, English with Bree, math and study hall with Adam, and three with Chase. Spanish, English, and Chemistry…dude, you signed up for a cooking class?" she stared at Chase. He nodded.

"You know only girls take that class, right?" Leo pointed out. Chase nodded again, a sly smirk on his face.

"Yep. Me, and a bunch of pretty ladies. One room, forty minutes a day." Calla laughed.

"Smart boy." She commented as Mr. Davenport walked back over to us.

"Oh, you let yourself in, did you?" He asked her before he turned to us. "Okay. You have been trained for all kinds of missions, but you are about to enter a soul bruising, confidence crushing, apocalyptic environment; High school."

Leo and Calla both shuddered dramatically. "Adam, Bree, your glitch results are fairly stable." Mr. Davenport continued.

"Yes!" I cheered. "I'm going to school."

"I'm fairly stable!" Adam announced proudly.

"Wait, what about me?" Chase asked. Mr. Davenport sighed.

"Chase, I'm still concerned about your commando app." Leo frowned.

"Commando app? Put on some underpants, we're going to school!" Leo exclaimed, a disgusted look on his face. Calla shook her head.

"Not that kind of commando Leo." She muttered.

"No, see in the face of an imminent threat, Chase's commando app kicks in and he becomes a fearless brute I like to call Spike." Leo seemed pretty excited about that. Poor, naïve Leo. "It's kind of like a fight or flight part because it's useless and replaced it with a massive level of like a Tasmanian devil, wolverine, shark, lion hybrid…that's mad." The entire time Mr. Davenport spoke, Leo's grin got bigger and bigger.

"Don't worry Mr. Davenport." Chase assured our inventor. "I promise that Spike won't rear his ugly head."

"Remember last Christmas." Clark reminded him. "I had to physically restrain you after Mr. Davenport gave Adam a pair of boxing gloves by mistake."

Calla smirked; while the rest of us had been trying to calm Spike down, she'd sat calmly inside the safety of my capsule, videotaping the whole thing.

"Ughh!" Adam shuddered. "I'm still coughing up tinsel."

"You know, letting Chase go to school is a bad idea." Mr. Davenport decided. "I can't risk Spike coming out."

Chase looked devastated at the thought of us leaving him here, so Leo stepped in. "Come on Big D, he has to come. With these three I finally have a chance to get a prime spot in the cafeteria. That's right y'all. Put on your coats because I'm about to ride your tail."

"Don't worry Mr. Davenport. We'll make sure he stays out of trouble." I said as Adam got distracted by something in a box. Probably something shiny.

"Yeah, it's one for all and all for one." Calla agreed. I hesitated there, sending glares at my brothers.

"Unless of course you fools make me look bad, in which case I am dropping you lamos." I pointed out. Calla thought about it.

"Agreed." She smiled at me.

"Mr. Davenport, I can't miss school." Chase begged. "This is the beginning of my academic achievements and career trajectory. I mean, the road to becoming an astronaut lawyer has to start somewhere."

"Wait, they have lawyers in space?" Adam asked, holding something in his hands.

"Adam, they don't have…what are those?" Calla asked. I looked at his hands and saw that he was wearing his bowing gloves.

"Alright, but I'd better not get a call from the art teacher saying that Spike ripped out her larynx." Mr. Davenport relented. Calla raised her hand.

"Umm, sir…" she started, but was stopped.

"Yes, I know she wouldn't be able to say anything because Spike would have ripped out her larynx." He snapped at her. She smiled and held out her hands in an I-surrender motion.

"Just checking." She replied.

"The point is, just keep him out of trouble!" Mr. Davenport told us. We all nodded as Adam held out his hands.

"Hey, check out what I found!" he started punching the air, but accidently sucker punched Chase, sending him sprawling to the ground. Adam gasped and pushed me in front of him. I was trying not to laugh. Leo and Calla were hiding snickers behind their hands while Mr. Davenport stared at Adam.

"Look, I'm sorry but if he's going to stand that close to the gloves, it's gonna happen!"

**Later, after first period**

So far, so good. My first period class had been Chemistry. But even though we started a little late, it was only early October and the teacher knew I was new, I didn't have to do too much work. I was lucky too because although none of my siblings or Calla were in that class with me, my new friends Rebeccka and Kaitlin were, so at least I knew some people.

But everything started to go down hill at breakfast. See my school served breakfast between first and second period. I met up with my brothers (fresh out of gym class. They smelled like it too), Calla, and Leo. Immediately, we saw one of the teachers, a short, ugly woman, talking to one of the students.

"Okay newbies. That's Principle Perry." Leo pointed to the woman. "She's goat the temperament of a junkyard dog stuffed into a really bad pants suit."

"In other words, avoid her, and you'll live longer. Anger her…and well, we'll be buying you a coffin." Calla told us. I looked at her, expecting her to smirk, but she looked completely serious. That terrified me.

"HEY YOU!" Principle Perry yelled at George, one of the students in my chemistry class. "No tongue rings in school! Don't try to hide it; I'll take a metal detector to your face."

"I believe you about that coffin." I whispered to Calla.

"Good, because the last time I tried to warn a student, it was Kyle McMillan." She replied.

"Who's Kyle McMillan?" Adam asked.

"Exactly." Was the reply. I was about to say something , but then I saw a cute boy coming my way. I squealed quietly, then looked at Calla.

"This is it! My chance at romance." I exclaimed. "On TV, the new girl always drops her books and the cute guy with the soulful eyes picks them up!"

"Uh, Bree…" Calla started to say, but I tuned her out., dropping my books theatrically. Unfortunately, the cute boy didn't pick them up. My Chemistry teacher, Mr. Corn, tripped on them and fell backwards, his papers flying everywhere. He sent me a glare as he stood back up.

"Opps! Sorry, I'm new." I apologized quickly, bending down and picking up the books.

"Okay," Leo told Chase and I. Calla was too busy looking at something on her phone and we'd managed to lose Adam. "Your social life depends on where you sit. We can't sit at the cool table," he gestured to a table with cheerleaders and Adam sitting at it. "But we can be cool table adjacent." He pointed to an empty table next to the cheerleaders.

"FYI, Adam's sitting at the cool table." I pointed out. Leo and Calla looked horrified as they watched Adam mess around with oranges, making the girls laugh.

"WHAT?!" They exclaimed in sync.

"He can't sit there! That's where the football players sit with the cheerleaders!| Calla exclaimed, shocked that Adam would do such a thing. Personally, I didn't see the big deal.

"Yeah, and they pride themselves on finding very clever places to stuff your pudding cup." I didn't even want to know where those places were.

Of course, the bad part of the situation went right over my brother's head. "Those girls are actually talking to them." He gasped. "and they can't talk about shaped and colours forever. See ya!"

"Chase!" Calla tried to grab his shirt, tried to stop him, but failed. Chase sat himself down right next to one of the cheerleaders and introduced himself.

"This is bad. This is really bad." Calla muttered. I looked at her and Leo.

"Is it really that bad?" I asked. They nodded silently.

"The football players are going to turn them into the fifth food group!" Leo exclaimed. Calla took a deep breath.

"Alright, rescue mission. Let's go." She walked slowly over to the cheerleader table, Leo and I following.

"Oh hey guys!" Adam greeted us. "Guess what? These girls just told us that when the football players get here, I'm getting a free pudding cup."

Leo and Calla exchanged glances. I guess they must have seen people "get free pudding cups" a lot, and knew what to expect. But when the cheerleaders turned to Leo, he seemed to fall under their spell.

"Hi! How's it going?" he said. The cheerleader started talking to him and I decided that there was no hope for the males of our species. None at all. I could see Calla whispering to Chase, probably trying to get him to leave, but he was certainly not in any hurry.

Suddenly, the doors at the end of the hallway opened and eight boys, all wearing jerseys came in. At the lead was a tall guy wearing a blue baseball hat. He looked at Leo, more like glared, and sniffed the air loudly. Leo stepped away quickly.

"Sorry." He said quietly. The football player glared at Chase, who was still sitting at the table. Calla was still besides him, but it looked as if she was trying to figure out a way to sneak away.

"Hey, that's my seat. Get lost before I use you like a napkin." The football player told Chase, a smirk on his lips.

"Chase, we should probably go." Calla stood up shakily. "He's not very absorbent." She told the football player. He wasn't done with Chase though.

He took Chase's drink and dumped it all over the table. "Oh! A spill, I think I'm going to wipe it off with your face."

"Trent, that's enough. You've made your point." One of the football players placed a hand on the football player's shoulder. He was tall with brown hair and blue eyes. It took me a minute, but I recognized him as Jaden, Calla's older brother. They really looked alike, especially in the face.

"I decide when it's enough Jay." Trent snapped, but it didn't matter. Because something had changed. There was something different in the atmosphere that made me step back. Calla and Jaden too. Chase then grabbed Trent's shoulders and pinned him to the table. I was shocked. Well, actually, everyone in the cafeteria (they were all watching by this point) was shocked.

"Think again bubblemick!" Chase yelled in a scary, deep voice that was not his own. "I'm going to rip out your kneecaps and use them as hockey pucks!"

"Oh, crap." Calla was beside me now. "Oh, crap, crap, crap. This is not going to end well."

"What's going on?" Leo demanded. "Is that Spike?"

I nodded as Adam ran over to us, stumbling over chairs. "Okay, I don't want to alarm anyone, but I think Spike's back." He told us. We all nodded as Spike let go of Trent and pushed him into his friends.

"You have no idea who you're messing with, okay?" Trent yelled. Spike glared at him with deadly hatred. "PUDDING CUPS!"

Two nerds ran up and placed some chocolate pudding cups in Trent's hands.

"Oh, I'll take those!" Spike said, taking the pudding. He squeezed them hard, spraying Jaden, Trent and the rest of the football team in pudding. They all wiped themselves off angrily.

"You're dead!" Trent announced. Jaden nodded.

"So dead." Great, now the only one of them on our side hated us too. Spike wasn't fazed though, as he roared in their faces. They all ran for the hallway. Trent tried to cover for their fear.

"Okay, you-you're lucky that we have to go to the reading center right now!" he yelled as he retreated. We all exchanged looks as the entire cafeteria stared at Spike. Then they burst into applause. It pleased Spike apparently; he looked proud. Chase would be horrified.

"Take a seat compadres; this our table now." Spike sat down at the cheerleader's table as Calla started to back away slowly. Adam stopped her.

"Where're you going?" he asked curiously. She jerked her head at the door.

"I wanted to make sure Jay was alright." She explained. Spike glared at her.

"Sit." He ordered. She gulped fearfully.

"Yes sir." She sank into a chair.

"Hello ladies." Leo didn't seem to be as bothered by Spike as Calla was. "You may remember me from Health class, when I passed out during the miracle of life video. It's good to see you again." I slammed my head on the table. I really hoped no one knew he was my step brother.

**2 Periods later**

Well, that morning didn't go as bad as I thought it would. I was lucky though; I didn't take the cooking class like Chase did. But according to Jessica, Kaitlin, and two firefighters that had arrived here, Spike didn't use the oven for cooking, unless you count burning footballs as food.

I had math with him during third however, and that didn't go so well. Our teacher, Mr. Bradley, had to go down to the nurses office ten minutes in and Spike had terrified the other kids into doing Kaitlin, my, and his homework for us. On the upside, I was totally going to get an A.

After that class, we (Leo, Adam, Calla, and I) were following behind Spike as he patrolled the halls, looking for the football players. According to Calla, she'd caught up with her brother during second and told him to steer clear of Spike for the rest of the day. Apparently, he gave his friends the same advice. In fact, Jaden had given his lunch as long as she kept 'her psycho maniac of a friend' away from him.

Anyway, all the other kids that Spike hadn't scared basically worshipped us, so it was actually kind of fun.

"Alright, make way for the Alpha dogs! Woo, woo, woo!" Leo chanted as he got high fives from random kids. Calla and I rolled our eyes as Adam tried to stop him.

"Don't do that." He told Leo. Leo stopped. Then I had an idea.

"Wait, if we're the Alpha dogs, then…" I smiled and threw my books on the floor. Kaven, and two other boys raced to pick them up for me. I squealed. "Ooh, I love this!"

I smile at the cute boys as they gave the books back to me. One of them even slid his number on top! Then some kid, he wasn't in any of my classes, walked up and handed Spike a piece of paper.

"What's this?" Spike asked, looking at it. Calla's eyes widened.

"That's an all access hall pass. It lets you go anywhere, even the Teachers lounge!" she exclaimed.

"How do you know that?" Leo asked.

"They hand them out to the football players." She explained. "How do you think I got all my blackmail on the teachers?"

"Wait, he can go anywhere he wants with that?" Adam asked, an idea forming.

"I can go anywhere I want already." Spike was definitely smug. "These," he showed off his muscles "are my hall passes."

He started flexing creepily. "Okay, if he starts oiling up, I'm out." Leo muttered to Adam. I nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, Spike hesitated, staring at two girls. He let his arms drop and then looked at us, confusion in his eyes. "Commando app disengaged? Guys?" he asked timidly. But it wasn't Spike, it was Chase. "Why was I in commando mode?"

"Were you in commando mode?" "I didn't see a commando mode." "Spike wasn't here, that's for sure." Leo, Calla, and I lied through our teeth.

"Oh, that's good! Everyone keep lying!" Adam grinned stupidly. Chase was freaking out.

"You guys were supposed to watch out for me!" he exclaimed, visibly upset.

"Oh, we watched the whole thing." Leo promised. "You man handled the quarterback and pudding popped the whole offensive line!"

Chase stared at him. "WHAT?!" He was still distressed, so I decided against telling him about the homework part. "Oh great, this is so going to come back to haunt my Supreme Court nomination."

"You know what Spike would say to that?" I asked him. "Nothing! He would rip out your ribcage and play it like a xylophone!"

"Yeah! I liked him!" Adam whined. "He's like a big, bad monster inside your little body."

"I'll get Spike back!" Calla offered. She walked up to Chase, then slapped him across his face.

"Ow!" he exclaimed. Calla sighed, then turned back to us.

"Well, that was the best I got? Who wants a try?" Leo pushed her out of the way.

"This is how it's done." He told her, then faced Chase. "Get lost before I use you like a napkin!"

He then tried, and failed to pick Chase up. Said brainiac looked bored and unamused at Leo's attempts.

"Yeah, this isn't going to work." Leo said, turning back to us.

**At lunch**

We sat down at the popular table, seeing as it was empty. Plus the four of us (Chase not included) enjoyed the popularity. Chase on the other hand, hated how we'd gotten it. As for the football players, they were sitting at a table close to the garbage, one of the worst spots in the cafeteria. They were all glaring at us.

"Hey baby, want a nibble?" Leo offered one of the cheerleaders. Chase's head shot up.

"Hey, there's Trent. Maybe I should go apologize." He said. I looked behind me and saw the Trent and Jaden entering the cafeteria.

"Whoa! Slow it up buttercup!" I grabbed his arm and forced him to sit down again.

"Mail him a greeting card." Leo suggested. "It's so much more personal."

"Hey guys, look!" Adam held out his plate. "The cheerleaders cut up my food into tiny pieces. I'm eating a turkey burger through a straw! Mmm, giblety."

"Congratulations." Calla patted his arm.

"Hey! New kid! Get over here!" the school Principle walked over to us, looking at Chase. He looked at us worriedly, then stood up and faced her.

"Yes?" I didn't blame him for being scared; that woman was terrifying.

"Do you know what happens when my football players get humiliated?" she demanded. He shook his head quickly, glancing at the football players who were now coming towards him. "No, you don't! You know why? Because my football players DON'T get humiliated."

"They look pretty humiliated to me." Adam pointed to the table. The janitor was squeezing through the tiny space between them and the wall and was accidentally hitting all of them with the garbage bag. They looked miserable. But Chase was giving Adam this look and mouthing the words 'Shut up'

"I know what team spirit is about." Principle Perry continued. "Because I was the jammer on the north pacific roller derby championship team."

"Quite an accomplishment." Chase said nervously. I didn't blame him; I don't think any of us knew where she was going with that little story.

"Don't mock me squash face!" Principle Perry snapped at him. "My career ended when a trash talker like you got inside my head and I wiped. One zebra called it the worst single body collision she'd ever seen."

"I'd crash too if I saw a talking zebra." Chase joked. Principal Perry was not pleased.

"It's a referee you desk donkey!" she yelled in his face, making him take a step back. "Trent told me what you did this morning at breakfast. You will not undermine the morale of my team." She turned to all of us. "Evacuate this table. Now!"

We all got up, ready to leave, but Chase had other ideas. And by Chase, I mean Spike. He got in Principal Perry's face, all pissed off.

"Watch who you're talking to sports bra." He growled.

"Not again." Calla muttered beside me.

"Looks like I need to restrain Spike." Clark sighed.

"I bet you panicked, threw yourself off the track, and blamed the other team for your weakness." He sneered at her. The entire cafeteria was staring at him again. It's one thing to challenge the entire football team, but the principal too? That took guts, or craziness. It was the latter in this case.

"Do you think this Spike thing's gotten a bit out of hand?" Leo asked. Calla nodded.

"Oh totally." She agreed. I nodded.

"He might have crossed the line at sports bra." I admitted. Leo and Adam both agreed.

"I had to quit because of that accident!" Principal Perry tried to defend herself.

"Quit, or move out the city in shame?" Spike asked, glaring at her. A chorus of 'ooh's rang out in the cafeteria.

"He doesn't know." Principle Perry obviously didn't like that he was very likely telling the truth. In fact, I was almost sure of it. "He wasn't there!"

"Why don't you hop in your economy car and drive along home to your six cats and online bingo tournament?" Spike suggested unkindly.

"Jokes on you!" Principle Perry argued. "I have five cats! Hah!"

Principle Perry started to walk away, but Trent and Jaden both stopped her. "Oh, what is he doing now?" Calla demanded.

Principle Perry walked back over to us, the football team following her with smirks on their faces. "Alright kid; I'll make you a deal. Let's be civilized and settle this the old fashioned way; with a bone crushing grudge match on the football field." The football players started cheering.

"We're in." Spike decided. "Me, him, her, her and…and him." He pointed to Leo last and with much hesitation. Jaden however, did not look happy.

"You and your band of nobodies versus my fighting dingoes." Principle Perry on the other hand, was pleased. I looked at Calla.

"Who's she calling a nobody? I got half a BFF necklace today!" I said proudly. Calla smiled.

"Yeah, I know. Jessica showed me earlier." I told her.

"The winner takes the table, and all the glory." Principle Perry decided.

"Oh, m'am, as much as I would like to flew my football fanciness, girl's soccer has the field tonight." Leo pointed out. I breathed sigh of relief. I did NOT want to play football.

"Ahh, just as well. I can't condone such a violent game on school grounds." Principle Perry sighed. "SO LET'S TAKE IT TO THE DOG PARK ACROSS THE STREET!"

The football players and Principle Perry cheered and left, all except for Jaden. He had a very serious, very calm look on his face. Spike glared at him.

"What are you still doing here?" Spike demanded. Jaden ignored him and looked pointedly at Calla.

"You are not playing football tonight." He said calmly. Calla looked momentarily confused.

"Umm, yes I am. Did you not hear Spi…I mean Chase? He pointed at me and said 'her'. I think that was pretty clear." Calla replied.

"You're not playing." Jaden insisted.

"Yes, I am." Calla argued.

"No, you're not." Jaden said, this time a little forcefully.

"Why not?" Calla demanded. Jaden looked at her.

"You'll get yourself killed!" he exclaimed.

"I'm playing, Jaden." Calla said defiantly. Jaden shook his head.

"Not if I have anything to do with it." He argued. Calla sighed, and then looked at Spike.

"Spike?" she asked hopefully. Spike grinned, then roared at Jaden. Even obviously over protective big brothers are afraid of Spike, it seemed. Jaden ran away with his tail between his legs.

"You want to kick their asses, don't you?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah." Leo looked at her, then us.

"Am I the only one who's going to need a fresh pair of pants before we start?" he asked. Adam raised his hand.

**At the dog park**

Leo stared at the massive, six feet tall football players in fear. We were in the dog park, surrounded by people waiting for us to get buried. Except for Jessica and Rebeccka; they were cheering for us. They were the only ones. Even Kaitlin was cheering for the other side.

"This doesn't seem fair." Leo pointed out the obvious. Principal Perry shrugged.

"Seems fair to me. Let's get it on." She replied then blew her whistle.

"Okay, let's huddle." Calla instructed. Leo followed her back a few steps, but we frowned at them.

"Huh?" "Pardon me?" "I huddled before I got here."

"Oh man, you guys haven't played football before." Calla realized. She turned to Leo. "Please tell me you have."

"I've watched football games." He said. She sighed loudly.

"Fine, it'll have to be good enough." She said, turning to us. "Okay, short version: we need to stop that team from getting the ball into our end zone and scoring a-"

She was cut off by the other team running behind us, scoring a point, and then Trent tackled Leo. "A touchdown." She finished. "Like that. Stop that."

"Got it." I said. It was out turn with the ball, so Calla led Adam off in front of us.

"Okay Adam, you bend down here." She instructed. "And when I say hike, you pass the ball between your legs, which will be down here." She shoved her hand underneath him.

"Hey! It's called football, not hands ball." Adam clearly did not like where her hand was. He stood up, not wanting to do it.

"Hey nugget head!" Spike called, moving to where Adam had been previously. "Stop sucking air and hike her the ball. Like this." He grabbed the ball and hiked it to Calla. She caught it with ease, but two of the players rushed at her, picked her up, and carried her into the end zone before she knew what was happening.

"UGHH!" Spike complained loudly as she walked back over to us. "Losing makes me want to rip out my own intestines and wear them like a sweatband."

"Oookay." Leo ignored him and turned to us. "The only way we're going to win is if we use your super speed, you super strength, and your…super nutty spilt personality."

"I'll do whatever it takes." I said. "I already smell like a sweaty ape and I don't want this to be for nothing."

"Plus, I want to see Jay's face when we crush him." We all stared at Calla.

"Okay, Spike's not the only nutty one here." Leo commented. She rolled her eyes at him. "Anyway, here's what we're going to do."

With both Calla and Leo's help, we came up with a plan. We then got in position. "Whoo! Yeah! Go team!" I did a sweeping high kick into the air. Adam looked at me. "I'm a football player and a cheerleader! I'm that good!"

He smirked, then reached down for the ball. Leo gasped loudly. "Hey! Is that a Biggy Burger truck pulling up?" Everyone looked where Leo was pointing while I super speeded around, tying up their shoe laces. They didn't even notice. "Guess not. Hike!"

Adam tossed Leo the ball as the other team realized what I'd done. Leo passed the ball to Spike, who a point of hitting several of them to the ground before scoring our first touchdown. He let out a roar of victory as everyone cheered. Calla and I started doing my cheerleading routine, and even Adam jumped in. We stopped for a minute to look at him.

"What?" he asked. "If Bree can be a cheerleader, I can too." Calla and I shrugged and continued cheerleading and Leo started doing this weird dance.

We played like that for the rest of the game. We actually had fun too. Leo got to pretend he was good at a sport, Spike clobbered Jaden (I'm not sure whether Calla was upset or pleased. I think she was a little of both), and Adam and I got to cheerlead. By time we hit the last ten seconds, I was wishing we could play some more.

"Seven seconds left, the score's fourteen to twelve. Now remember kids, there's no shame in losing. Oh wait, there is!" Principle Perry laughed, walking away from us. Calla took a deep breath.

"Alright, you guys know what to do. Spike, it's up to you." She said calmly, but I could see she was on the verge of panicking. She needed to win this game.

"Give me the ball. If I don't come back with their spleens, you'll know I've failed." Spike said confidently. He walked over to the other team, probably to taunt them, but stopped suddenly. He turned back to us, confusion in his eyes.

"Wait, where am I?" Chase, not Spike, demanded. "And…am I wearing a jockstrap?"

"Oh no. It's Chase!" Calla was no longer on the verge of panicking. She WAS panicking. She reached at Chase, smacking him all over. "We need Spike back. Where is here? Where is Spike?"

Adam had to pull her away as she begged for Spike. "Hey, is there a problem over there?" Jaden called, having seen his sister attack Chase like that.

"Time out!" Leo called. Calla took a deep breath, glaring at Chase. She really wanted Spike back.

"I told you I don't want to be Spike!" Chase said. "Look, I've been waiting for my first day of school for fifteen years and now I can't remember any of it."

"When you put it that way, I just feel selfish." Leo said sadly. I nodded.

"Yeah." I agreed. Calla sighed irritably.

"I guess." She muttered. Adam put a hand on Chase's shoulder and looked like he was going to say something meaningful and deep, but instead hit Chase's helmet.

"Oh come on. Snap out of it. I want to win!" he yelled.

"We can still win this thing!" Chase argued. "And even if we don't, what do we have to lose?"

"Our table" "popularity" "dignity" "everything" we answered.

"Come on!" Trent rushed us. "Are we playing football, or are we playing putt-putt?"

"Okay, here's the plan." Calla said, pulling us together. "I'll do a flee flicker toss to you," she nodded at Chase, who finished the sentence for her.

"And I'll use my mathematical analysis to throw the perfect pass." He finished. Leo nodded.

"Adam, assume the position." My older brother sighed.

"Fine, but this is the last time." He replied, getting ready. We all got into position.

"Ready, hike!" Calla called. Adam passed her the ball, which went from her hands to Chase before she ran to the other end along with the rest of us. Chase looked like he was trying to figure out who to pass to.

"I'm open!" I yelled. We all started yelling at him to pass us the ball, and he just got more confused as we did.

"It's all a big scribble!" I heard him yell as he was tackled to the ground by two players. Then he was dog piled. It looked like it hurt.

"Game over!" Principle Perry called. "The Dingoes win!"

The now disappointed crowd started to disperse as the football players got off Chase, one by one.

"See you in the cafeteria, Alpha duds! Oh, and the pudding's on you!" Trent yelled. He looked at Jaden. "You coming to celebrate?"

Jaden shook his head, and then walked over to Chase. I was afraid he might kick him or something ,seeing as he was still down, but no. Instead, he looked at Chase, who was still lying on the ground, and offered him his hand. He helped Chase up as we ran over to them.

"Good game. You scored a couple of nice touchdowns." Jaden congratulated him. Chase grinned through his helmet.

"Thanks, you're not too bad yourself." He replied. Jaden laughed, then punched Calla playfully on the shoulder.

"And you, squirt, aren't half as bad as I thought." He told her. Calla stuck out her tongue at him.

"Hey, you're still giving me a ride, right?" she asked. He nodded.

"Yeah, you guys need one too? I can drop you at your place." He suggested. I smiled.

"That'd be great." I replied. Leo nodded.

"Yeah, you can help these guys carry my broken but home." He promptly collapsed onto the ground. I laughed and went to help carry him. Jaden looked at his sister.

"Does this happen often?" he asked. She laughed and shook her head.

"Nah, it's always something new with these guys." She replied.