What is the Principal up to? He is breaking up friendship between the subjects, and he is sort of mean? Any ideas?

Name: Kathy McEwan

Age (You have to be under 18): 13

Favorite Subject: Writing, but Math is her best.

Appearance: Tan that lasts all year, thick wavy blonde hair that touches her shoulders, tall, blue eyes. Athletic.

Gender: Female

Pet(s); Max. Three: Her (luckily bathroom trained) six month border-collie, Jane, and her newborn kitten, Autumn. The kitten is black with brown eyes, and the underbelly is white, as our her feet. The Left foreleg is white all the way up, and the dog is exactly the same, and both have super fluffy fur.

Would you like to be an Assistant Writer? Assistant Writers help me write the story. No thank you, I won't have time.

Do you want a Social or Academic Plotline?; Social Plotlines are about the events and friends and crushes and that stuff, while Academic Plotlines are about studying, and getting good grades, and being a nerd and that stuff.  Can I have kind of both? If not, then a smart Social.

I've changed my mind, I want to be an assistant writer. @Swummer Can Kathy go to the dnace with Charles as her partner?

Ashlee finds herself in her dorm, bag in hand, grabbing necessary items for the Challenges. Notebook, pens, flash drive, flashlight, water, some snacks, camera, small blanket, and a kitchen knife she slips in her pocket. Running her hands over the down of Hedwig, she says goodbye.

"Listen, little thing. I will be back - I hope. This is not forever, I just have to help get Charles and beat the Challenges. You stay here and be a good thing," Ashlee says, dumping food and water in the cage's bowls. "Bye, buddy, I will miss you."

Slinging the backpack over her shoulder, she races down the stairs and meets up in the math room with her team.

"Okay, we don't have much time," Abby - the math guide - says, spreading out a school layout map. "Charles and Jessie are in the ballroom - here."

Abby points to a large circular room in the center of the school. The math and writing kids nod in unison.

"And we are here."

Again, more nods. Raven begin to write distance formulas on the board, mumbling to herself about ratios. I scribble down notes of directions as Abby continues to talk. Within an hour we got our best strategy set out, and everyone checks their personal bags.

"Okay, so Gared and I will lead the way," Abby says. "Ashlee and Raven, stay behind us. You two will help with directions. Ella, Rosalyn, Charek, Izabell, follow behind Ash and Raven."

Everyone gets into their positions, Math kids and Writing kids finally working together.

"Let's do this." 

"LINE UP," I bark to the PE kids. "There is a competition to be won. Our reputations at stake. We are to be teamed with those horrible Art kids who know nothing about winning. Well, guess what? I don't really care. You forget about those loners. We'll bring them, as required, but they can sit on the sidelines."

The Physical Activity kids cheer Thomas's name. Some shout out rude insults about the Art Students, and the others laugh.

"Now listen. Soren, you won yesterday's CTF game, so you are up here with me. Soren's team stay behind us. Cloe and your team, stay in the back. Art kids will follow behind you in whatever order. Once they come, don't look at those freaks, understand?"

Everyone nods forcefully, wicked grins on their faces.

"Now let's win this fight!" 

I break through the door to the Ballroom. The prisoners are in there. 

"YOU WITH ME" I yell at the Pe and Art prisoners. Then the enemy teams break in. We run. 

I run out of the ballroom, but Thomas runs at me. Then the pets get out. They run at their owners, knocking down PE kids. We run with our pets, and tow the two prisoners with us.

Our team bursts into the room like a stampede, ready to steal prisoners. Something catches my eye at the far side of the ballroom - the other team.

"CHARGE," I shout.

Our team runs forward, tackling some of the slower kids, and yelling curses at the ones who escaped. 

"Who do we have here?" I ask, turning my face to a small girl with blonde hair and purple eyes.

I grab at the necklace around her neck and yank it off, laughing.

"Pretty little trinkets are not for baby Writer girls," I say.

Looking up, I am met with a fist to the face, from... the mysterious Writer girl I saw before. Everything goes black. 

I look back, trying to find Ella. Gared leads the way, trying to help our kids escape the other team. But they are charging forward, sick looks on their faces. In the lead is Thomas...

I look forward, sprint, help Charek to his feet, and continue to run. Then I hear the voice - haunting voice - of Thomas behind me. I whip around right as Ella shrieks and stumbles to the ground. Thomas is over her, a twisted grin on his face. He says something I can't hear and starts to yank something silver off of Ella's neck. I run over, stand right in front of the occupated Thomas, and as he looks up, I give one quick swing to his face. He gives me a shocked look and falls on the ground, passed out. I grab Ella's necklace from his hands, hand it back to her, and catch up with the others. Of our group, Izabell and Raven were caught, but we couldn't go back. Not now. One of our prisoners, Soren, attacked his keeper, Gared, and escaped. We'll be back to get the others...

We have to win this. 

Paralia pushed on the door once again. It stayed firmly shut. She sighed. All the trapped kids were In different corners of the room. Paralia noticed something fishy. One from each class. Then the doors burst open. The PE kids burst in with the art kids straggling dejectedly behind them. 

"You with me!" Gard cried. Paralia and  Soren jumped up. Juse then the other group burst in. We ran.