“OIIIWWWEEEIIWEEEWWWW” the girl cried. She was about the same age as May with bleached hair that turned brown at the roots, and buttermilk/honey skin her eyes a fine grey color and she was wearing a black turtleneck shirt with white jeans, “DAWN?” May gasped.”I’m so so so so so so so so sorry!” May continued. “Oh, it's fine May,” Dawn said “You’re actually very weak,” Dawn added. “I’m guessing that’s not a compliment, but what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in China!” May continued. “Japan actually, not China,” Dawn replied. “OH, sorry but you know what I mean. But why are you here when you’re supposed to be there?” May asked, confused. “Well, we were gonna mo-” Dawn started but was cut off another voice: “Ummm what are you guys doing?” said a boy with a British accent about the same age as them with a freshly styled and cut quiff haircut his hair was a caramel brown color, his skin was an umber/ivory sort of color and he was wearing a blue rainproof hoodie and dark jeans, he was wearing grey/blue Nike air with the hallow sloes showing at the heels, he had an Adidas duffel bag across his chest, his eyes were a deep blue color, his teeth were shiny and white and his nails perfectly cut.“How may I help you,” Dawn asked, “I was wondering where I might find Westwood Creek Middle School,” the boy asked, “OH! That’s where we’re going!” May said. “But isn’t Westwood a public school?” Dawn asked. “Yes,” the boy said with a puzzled look on his face. “Why do you ask?” he added. “Oh. no reason just wondering.” Dawn Said. “By the way, my name is Theodore Tom O’Quinn but you can call me Tom or Theo”