Operation: H.O.S.T.O.G.E.

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O.rder
S.ecretly
T.akes
O.ver
G.ymnasium
E.vily


Megan entered the gymnasiun. It reeked of sweat and Axe Body Spray. Limp red and màu hồng, hồng streamers were hung acrost the bleachers. Large wilted paper hearts hung on the walls. Luke warm quả anh đào, anh đào Kool-Aid in a cú đấm bowl and half baked bánh quy, cookie in the shapes of L, O, V, and E. were on plates atop a ren covered red card table. A Taylor nhanh, swift tình yêu song driffted from the P.A. system. It was your basic Middle School Valentines ngày dance. Girls were clustered in groups on one side of the gym. Boys littered the other side. Megan straightend her denim skirt, then her màu hồng, hồng T-shirt. She adjusted her màu hồng, hồng headband, then retided, than double tied her plae yellow sneakers. Anything to keep her from dying of boredom. It was a yawn-athon. A snooze-fest. A total bored a palooza. Megan thought of the perfect and most used exscuce in human history.
"Um, guys," she started while turning to her friends. "I'm going to get some fresh air."
On the way out the door, Megan grabbed her dark blue sports jacket, for Ohio winters can get below 0 degrees. When she got outside, she started thinking about missons. Her dumb Sector đã đưa ý kiến she was working too hard. She needed to go out. Eating brocoli was better than this place. Well, almost. But if one thêm person asked if shewas Team Edward hoặc Team Jacob, she was going to...wait, what was that? She heard someone drop somthing inside. Then, a sound of a window breaking rung out. Sombody screamed. Megan light footedly tip toed to the window. Teenagers! And not the good kind. Kids had been rounded up in groups of 5 hoặc so, all being held at gun point. The limited non-13 hoặc under cover teen operatives were stripped of all weapons. They were all completely defenseless.
Standing in the middle of the pandamonium (Which strangely has nothing to do with Pandas) was Cree. Megan gassped and reached for her C.O.M.U.N.I.C.A.T.I.A.N. device. She dialed Moon Base and started to yammer in her credentials.
"This is Numbuh 1000, Sector Q, 2x4 Technology officer and advisor! We have a Leval 10 teen provoked hostage situation! We have a Code Black, I repeat Code Black!" Then suddenly, all went silent.