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There was a booming city called Ansera [an-SEE-ra] City. Millions of people are working here and - on a daily basis - thousands of tourists come to sightsee. The some clubs there are only open at night. (You fill in the gap WHAT kind of club that is!)

In the suburbs of Ansera, there's a state of the art high school called Rivermonde High. And a few blocks further lives Dean. Dean is 18 years old and likes - I mean - LOVES to sleep, especially on vacations.

Sadly, last night was the last day of the vacation.

Dean was sleeping sound on his bed. He was dreaming of stuff that he will later do, or, what he hopes to do, till...

*TRIIIIIING*

"Huh? Who set the alarm on...?"

Halve sleepy stood Dean out of his bed. His pants was down on the floor due to the hot weather of last night.

"Oh yeah, it was me." he said as he stretched out.

'But why did I put the alarm on?' he thought.

He looked at the calendar, hanging on the wall next to the door. He saw something written on the board, but it was unclear to see. He rubbed his eyes and looked a few days ago.

'Friday, March 8th: Help dad out with packing for world trip.'

'Saturday, March 9th: Getting my paycheck of the last month.'

'Sunday, March 10th: Hang out at friend's house.'

Again he yawned and walked towards the showers.

He turned the hot water open and let the water rush down his body.

After the hot shower, he looked at the calendar again.

'Monday, March 11th: First day of school; starts at 10AM'

Then, it got to him. 'Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no!'

Like lightning got Dean dressed up and ran downwards the stairs.

Quickly grabbed Dean some breakfast.

At Rivermonde High is a gate... and in that gate stood James Bedaret [Bed-A-rett; Bed-A-ree], a fox and childhood friend of Dean. He is, just like Dean, a freshmen on the school.

"Where is that dog? It's 9:55AM and no sign!"

He looked at the clock and sighed. "Late. And even on the first day. Tragic."

"WAAAAIT!" shouted a voice from far.

"That must be him!" smiled James. He looked left and saw a cloud of dust rising as it closed in on the gate of the school.

"OHPLEASEDON'TCLOSETHEGATEIDON'TWANTTOBELATE!" shouted Dean.

"STOP RUNNING!!!" shouted James as he dodged the oncoming wildness.

Luckily heard Dean that and stopped promptly.

"Oh, hey James! Did I made it? Tell me! How late is it?" Dean shook James like he was getting the last pack of chewing gum out of the vending machine.

"Stop shaking me! Getting sick here!"

Dean stopped shaking.

"Thanks. It's 9:58. Looks like you made it! Let's get to class."

"Right. Er, what class?"

"It's the first day of school, so let's get to the canteen."

At the canteen...

"Ladies and gentlemen, students and teachers of Rivermonde.

I welcome you to a new year on Rivermonde High! I am Principal Verban.

When you signed up for the year, you gave your personal information including your e-mail address. As I speak is there a file sent to all of you that includes the rules and terms of this school. Next to that..."

"When will this stop?" whispered Dean softly. "I want to go swimming."

*shush*"Dean, she will be done soon. Just have patience."

Bored waited Dean till the principal is talked out. Unfortunately, Principal wasn't done yet.

Hours has passed, and Dean fell asleep.

*Ahem*

"Uh? Hey James, is that old bear done talking?"

He opened his eyes and saw Principal Verban standing in front of him with a threatening look.

"Oh, er, what I ment to say is... that old bears are cool, not that you're a old bear. You're young for your age!"

Principal Verban got even more angrier.

"Well, er.... I'll be going...."