She turns around to see if she can get a glance at her rescuer. She does, and almost faints at what she sees. It was a boy with dark brown hair, green eyes that took her breath away. "Who are you?" she asks. "Not now," he replied. "I have to get you out of here." She was quiet after that. They finally made it out of wherever they were. He sat down and started to bandage her ankle. "How do you know how to do that?” she asked. “My dad's a doctor,” he said simply. He reached into the bag he brought, and pulled out tow fold-up crutches. "WOW. You have everything,” she commented. He smiled. She sighed. After the crutches were on, they went for a walk. "Now are you going to tell me who you are?" she asked. He stopped. "Sure. My name is Eric.” He reached down, took her hand, and brought it to his lips. "That is a French custom, right?” "Yea." She giggled. After that night, she was way more careful when she went to investigate things. Well, not that you can be more careful than she was, when the floor dropped out from under her. Her father told her not to go on any more missions after that. Did she listen? No way. Sarah Cornett 6th Grade Hunter Middle Mrs. Standridge
The Weirdest Boy When a little boy named Jaylen Johnson was running from his dad, he came across a cliff. He looked back and didn't see anything. He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he was growing. His dad was very hairy. It all started at his school. "Hey Jaylen, guess who made the football team?” Jaylen's friend said excitedly while he leaned side to side snapping his fingers. A grin, "Who you?" He and looked surprised. "No, you. You had to know that. You tried out yesterday. Your legs were hairy and your teeth were sticking out of your mouth. Your face got hairier by the second. Follow me to your house, I'll show you." "Jaylen Johnson! Is that the name?" A strange voice was saying slowly. "Yes. What do you want?” "For you to answer questions," he said rowdily. 239