"I found her, Sir." Said the teenage boy in the locker room.

"She's here at the school......Yes sir........Very good sir."

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 - Tegan's Point of View -

"So, what do you think they'll do?" Ken asked me.

"They'll work," I answered, emptying my dust pan into the garbage.

"Just like they were told."

"And what if they don't?"

"They will."

I tried to sound confident, but I didn't know if I had convinced him. I handed him the dust pan and asked him to take it to the janitors closet. I looked back to where the leatherets were texting, waiting for me to tell them what to do. I sighed and walked over to them.

"Alright, you can start by polishing the floor." I told them.

"And what makes you think we'll do it?" The one called Sean said.

On the inside I let out a huge groan. Why were they such idiots?

"Look, neither of us want trouble. Just polish the floor and you can go home." I tried to reason with him.

He leaned against the wall and folded his arms, stating clearly that he didn't intend to do a lick of work.

"Alright. I didn't want to have to do this, but you asked for it."

I stepped back, into the middle of hall and beckoned for Rodney to come over.

"Come on!" I said.

He stood up like he was the best thing since sliced bread, taking his time to mosey on over. I sighed.

"If you don't get over here soon you'll get it worse then you already have it."

That was when Ken decided to walk in.

"Uh, Teg, are you sure you should be doing this?" 

"I didn't want to. But Mr. Cool kid here decided he was the president."

Ken mouthed the word 'Oh' and then stepped to the side.

"Rodney, I'm sure Teg will understand if you just start cleaning. I'm giving you a chance before you die." Ken said.

I could see the word 'die' had a certain effect on Rodney, but he was just a stubborn mule.

"I'm not gonna let some girl tell me what to do."

"Hey!" McClain said, some what offended.

Even if she was one of them, she still didn't like the way Rodney talked about girls.

"Butt out, Eva."

He rolled his sleeves up and I just stood there, one eyebrow raised. He really intended to go through with this.

"Alright-" I started.

"Whoa, whoa. What's going on here?" Randy came in.

I closed my eyes and mentally face palmed myself.

"Well, you see-" I started, but again, was cut off.

"This isn't her fault sir."

Surprisingly, it was Eva McClain who said it. I guess she didn't feel to kindly toward Rodney for what he said.

"It was Sean's fault. He refused to listen to her."

"Is that so?" Randy said, looking at Rodney.

Rodney took a step back and I had a hard time holding laugh in.

"Well, you see-"

"Ah, cha, cha. I don't want to hear it. You get to polishing this floor or you'll have me to deal with."

"Yes sir." He said an immediately ran to do what he was told.

"Thanks Randy. But I could've handled it." I said.

"I know you could've. But you tend to use the more physical way, and you could get in big trouble that way."

"See, Teg. You just gotta find a way to get people to do something, without going to jail for it." Ken laughed.

I smiled and grabbed the broom, tossing the mob to Ken.

- Okay, here you go. So sorry for the long wait guys but I had a lot going on with Easter and all. Hope you liked the chapter and if you did feel free to spam. LOL XD. Thanks for reading this far :D - Anna