Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170818180612

"Listened to our..." said Jo, her mouth dropped open. Right away, she ripped the paper up and took a blank corner and stuffed it in her mouth as if it were chewing gum. "I'm not getting transferred because her purse Chihuahua is getting tired of the fit of his leash. Oh, and by the way, for kids on my particular dosage of meds, "transferred" is code for Happy Volts."

"It won't come to that," Milo told Jo.

"It better not!" Jo snapped, stuffing another piece into her mouth.

"I knew something weren't right," said Milo. He stood in front of Jo, as if he were shielding her from something. "What is her plan, huh? You creep in, get evidence that me and Jo don't play by school rule, report it back to her, and get us under lock and straight jacket?"