The bell sounded for the end of the day, and Keira, Jessica and Falicia made their way through the bustling crowd to their lockers.
As Jessica twisted the lock to the number fourty-two, James came up to her with a very sly smile.
"I'm going to give you hints." He told her quietly.
"Why?" Jessica asked, looking around too make sure no one was listening.
"Because, you're the smartest out of the three of you girls, and I want the other two guys to get caught with this." James replied.
"Get caught with what?", Jessica questioned,"And I thought that you were helping them too."
"I'll give you more hints later," He said, waving his hand, dismissing the questions,"For now, all I can tell you is this: In one place, they will strike, you can't ask them, they'll bake your bike. Just find the place, and be there at six, make sure you're wise to their nasty tricks." As he finished this poem, Jessica looked at him astonished.
"I didn't know that you wrote poetry." She told him.
"There are lots of things you don't know right now, and I'll tell you, but that has to wait. I have to go." He said, and in the blink of an eye he had disappeared back into the crowd.
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