High School Josh.

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My name is Colin Tang. I'm twelve years old and a seventh grader at Alice Deal Middle School in Washington, DC. My two favorite foods are seaweed and gummies.

Now we know the two favorite foods I like, now let's talk about my two best friends:

My two best friends are Florian and Margaret, and you wanna know the best part?

They both work for the FBI. I know what you are thinking: Ha. Cool, great IMAGINATION. No way your two friends are in the FBI.

But if you are thinking that, do me one favor: slap yourself in the face please, because it's true people, it's true. Believe me, I didn't first believe it either. It was the most shocking thing that has ever happened in my life.

Anyways, I found out after Lucy May(daughter of the president) was part of this, last year, Florian, Margaret and two more agents went into the mansion to tell Lucy who they really were.

I was just jogging as I heard a gasp and found out it was Lucy May's expression when Florian and Margaret told her they work for the FBI and had been kind of... KIND OF, spying on her.

The next day, I came up to them and told them everything I knew and finally, Margaret said who were they kidding and BAM! I'm a part of the FBI agency.

Anyway, this morning, I woke up and went down stairs.

"Aww, come on, what is the answer? Ohh, morning, Col" my dad Kenny exclaimed.

"Morning, guys." I say to my dad, mum and sister.

My mum Rebecca and my sister Rachel were siting in the dining table as my dad was trying to figure out the world's hardest brain teaser in the newspaper.

"Hey dad, need help with the teaser?" I offered him.

"Sure, I've been trying to figure out this riddle for HOURS!" He answered.

"Hmm...Ah Ha, I got  it!" I shout as I scanned the newspaper, "The brothers and sisters are born in order, Jim, Jackson and Katie were just friends so there are 13 brothers and 16 sisters."

"Awww... COME ON Colin, how in the world did you find that out?" My sister asked in astonishment, even though she didn't care.

"With TOAST." I told her.

"Ohhh, great idea for breakfast! MA! Can ya make me a piece of toast with Nutella?" She shouted.

"Not actual toast! Even if it was a good idea for breakfast, T-O-A-S-T: The Theory of All Small Things."

"That's TTOAST."

"Uhhggg, you don't get the point."

"Okay, geez, when Colin joined the FBI he became a geek!" Rachel joked.

"Ohh STOP it." I laughed, pretending to slap her.

After that had finished, mum and dad dragged us out the door and kissed us goodbye and told us to have a nice day at school.Okay, nice day at school, who am I kidding.-_-

Me and Rae waved goodbye and went in different directions to get to the school bus.Florian, Margaret and I always met at the bus stop.

When I got there,Margaret was already waiting.

"Margaret!" I shout to her.

"Um hm." She mumbled back.

I just realized that she was reading a book, and you should never ever interrupt her when she is reading, ESPECIALLY if she is reading a Harry Potter book or a Percy Jackson book. And good thing she was just reading A-Z Mysteries, super edition 3: White House White-out.

"Margaret!Hello??MARGARET!"I yell, waving my hand in front of her face.

Suddenly, she grabbed my arm and threw me into a double front flip,as my head hits the floor, my vision got a little foggy.

"Ohh! Colin, oops sorry. Didn't know it was you. I guess I was just obsessed with my book that I lost my mind this time." Margaret explained as she pulled me up off the ground.

"Uhh, it's okay. But you almost killed me." I struggled to say.

"ALMOST." She joked.

I continued, "And you always do this, and you said THIS TIME."

"At least I didn't punch you in the nose like last time!" She joked again.

"but that doesn't mean tha-"

I couldn't get to finish my sentence because at that very moment, Florian came.

"Hey guys!" He shouted, "Oh Colin, let me guess, she punched you in the nose again uh?"

"No, she jus-"

For some weird reason, I couldn't finish my sentence AGAIN because the bus arrived.

We boarded the bus and of to the school we went.

Suddenly, I was completely  paralyzed.

"Oh no, what is Josh doing here?" I whispered, knowing that Florian and Margaret heard me.

"Josh? That high school guy? What's wrong with him?" Florian asked.

"We've gotten face to face before, and you know what? He is one of the sons of the most wanted criminals in the city."I explain, remembering to lower my voice.

"Oh.  There are only three seats left, two over there, and one next to Josh." Margaret whispered.

"Doesn't matter, I'll go sit next to Josh." I insisted.

"Come ON kids, I don't have all day!" The bus driver scowled at us.

I just don't know how Florian and Margaret stay so calm when horrid people tease them, because sometimes I just wanna go like: "Hey JERK! I work for the FBI you know!" But I guess it just has to be kept a secret.

Florian and Margaret sat behind Josh while I wobbled my way next to him. I was kind of relieved that he didn't really notice me, but my relief washed away after a few seconds.

"Oh HI shrimp!" Josh says in his fake kind voice, "Haven't seen YOU in a while!"

"Uhhh, hi Josh... Um, nice to see you again." I gulped, ha! NICE, I meant HORRIFIED.

"Hey, you wanna hang out later next to where the trash cans are placed?" He grinned evilly.

"I know, jerk. To stuff my head in the garbage bag like last Spring, right?" I mumbled, trying to sound more confident then I am right now. But it didn't really work, I was just trying not to throw up.

"You've got brains, but not muscles!" He replied, showing me his (not so) meaty muscles, "I hate your guts."

Suddenly, it was my time to grin, "I'd hate your guts too." I said mischievously, "If you HAD any!"

Josh's cheeks are turning fire engine red and looked like a person who would know 53 ways to kill you with a piece of tissue. He was about to make a combat, but me, Florian and Margaret arrived our stop and sprinted out.

"It takes the brain the operate the muscles, in the mean time, you just got ROASTED!" I smirked.

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