"Gulp Gulp Gulp Gulp AHHHHHHHH, bacon and eggs washed down with milk! Yum!" Enter Kit. "Munch Munch Gulp Burp... Excuse me". Enter Drake. sfx birds chirping* Goodbye mom ! Goodbye dad!" Kit jumps out the door. "woohoo!" "Goodbye mother! Goodbye father!" Drake calmly walks out the door. Kit is running like mad, out of pure excitement, not aware that here neighbor is reversing his car from his driveway. She sees it in the nick of time, flips over the car in the air and lands on the ground. "Oh my God, Kit are you alright!?" "Yes Mr.Beiler, good-bye!" ".... I swear, that kid is a jar full of energy, ha ha"

"Hi, Drake!" Mrs. Tetherson calls out to him. He looks over with a smile on his
face and waves back. A small wave...nothing big. As Drake rounds the corner of the street and finally reaches school he runs into...... Kit. SMACK! They both fly back. Kit lifts her head. "OOOOWW WWWOOWW WOOWE!" Drake looks up, while holding his forehead. "Watch where your're going, moron". "What did you call me you son of a...." Kit fists clenched. "Kit!" uh oh teacher. "Aw shiii...". "Now kit you watch your lsnguage before i send you to the principle and Drake no name calling!" "Yes m'am." Drake smirked at Kit while saying these words, knowing he had won this round. Kit frown deepened. "Why you little bbbbbb....!" Kit, this is my final warning watch that language! And no fighting you two, now get inside the school building before your late for class!" Ms. M'am took both Kit and Drake by their hands and guided them inside. Both children shot glares at each other, behind her back. Hell would soon ensue.