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The doctor, who by the way hadn't told anyone his name so everyone called him the doctor,

wheeled me into the singular elevator and pushed the button forgoing to the top floor, with the security

guy flanking us from behind while covering our front. It was definitely a little creepy.

The elevator was a little crowed and the music was pretty annoying so let me tell you I was gladwhen I reached the top and got out of it. The view from the glass windows was amazing. It was like I

had stepped into an entirely new world. Aside from the view, the décor was definitely top notch. I

wondered how they go all this money, but only for a second. The plush, red couch in the middle of thefloor smelled like the lavender plants that lay on the mahogany tables beside it. The fluffy white carpet

looked like it would allow for your toes to sink in between the fabrics. Unfortunately for me, I was in a

wheelchair.There were three televisions on carts that were broadcasting different activities. The activities

were only played on two of the three however. The third was a scoreboard with the team names on

them and various points under their names. The names were, Tiger, Lion, and Jaguar. Each team had

many categories it could get points in. Fishing, Cooking, Soccer, Volleyball, Swimming, Basketball,Baseball, Fencing, Fighting, Jujitsu, Shoutokan (A Japanese style of fighting), water polo. In fact, there

were so many I can't even begin to list all of them.

The doctor motioned to the guard person and said “Hey TJ, let's get her on the couch at leastokay?” I looked at them startled out of my moments of observation. TJ came over and helped pick me

up along with help from the doctor. They carried me over and lay me down on the couch gently.

By the way, in case you are wondering why I still had to be in the wheelchair, it is because of the medicine. To avoid a brain overload, there was medicine you had to take for a week so that your 

 body could get used to the new abilities. For a little while, it cause you not to be able to use your legs.

That is why I get help from people to move around.I was seated on the couch and I was just looking around when all of the sudden, a shuriken

(Throwing star) flew past my face, nearly cutting off a piece of my hair. TJ growled like a wolf at the

offender approaching. It was a girl with long blonde hair, tied in a tight ponytail across her back. She

was wearing loose kaki pants. and a tight black shirt. A wild expression stung in her eyes, “Give me thegirl. TJ you shouldn't get in my way.” A greenish fire blazed around her, bringing the temperature in the

room up considerably. I coughed raggedly, aware of the danger around me, and just as much aware if 

the danger because I couldn't walk.“Oh dear me, I forgot! I have a few shield balls don't I!” The doctor rummaged in his bag

 pulling out a sphere with orbiting circles around it. He casually threw it at the offending girl. I expected

it to explode or something, judging by the stony look on her face. My expectations were completelywrong. The girl tried to avoid it, swerving around but it followed her and went into her body. She

cursed as TJ multiplied himself and detained her. “Oh well, I expected more from the flaming haired

 blazing eyed woman of the hour. To imagine that Cub from the Lion group wouldn't be able to even

touch the girl.” The doctor just made Cub growl. I was gawking in amazement at the girl. Cub was anawesome name.

“So, when's breakfast?” I casually asked. MY casual remark was ruined by a loud grumbling

from my stomach. Both the doctor and TJ turned, Cub was forced out of the room and handed off toadditional help that took her back to her grounds for a detention.

“Oh, it should be ariving any minute!” TJ's voice sounded gruff with strain and I looked over at

him, gigling a little bit, the braids the girls had to me in shaking. Apparently he was strong, but notstrong enough to rip the shuriken out of the wall, where it was firmly wedged and did not look like it

was coming out very soon.

We were interrupted by a person wearing a tall chefs hat walking through the door. Everythingabout him was graceful as he carried the silver platter filled with eggs benedict and heaping piles of 

hash browns with a side of bacon and muffins as well as exotic fruit, hanging lazily off the side of the

spotless cart, growing off of vines that were spiraling around the cart. It was really quite gorgeous until

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the chef actually came through the door and then, because the ceiling was low hanging, the hat was

knocked off onto the ground ruining the whole thing.

After the chef had uttered his utmost apoligies and walked out of the room, we sat there,

munching on the food, easing the hunger pains in my stomach. The food, as I had hoped, was delicous.At my first bite I teared tears of love for the food and then after another few bites of food, I calmed

down and I ate normally. There was an acquired silence and the silence was uncomfortable, but I knew

it wouldn't last that long. I never guessed that it would be broken in this way however.“Sir! There is a huge problem. It is about the real parents of this girl. Her real last name is

Anders. Her real name is Coco Anders!” A man burst into the room, startling TJ and causing the doctor 

to spit his food out. I grimaced at the half digested food.“That means... .” The doctor began in astonishment, staring at me with a renewed interest.

“Exactly, her grandmother was the late principal. Her grandmother left this school to her. She is

technically, the principal.” The room froze. The only thing going through my head was, Huh? that and a

 bunch of swears that I can't even list in this writing.

End of chapter four, please comment ;)