#1 Who’s Telling the Story? || Elliot

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Hey. I’m Elliot Ford. I’m a 10th grader at Benton Middle School. Like most kids, I’m not a fan of school. Being taller than most of my friends helps me get through the school days though. Man. I’m kinda stuck up, aren’t I? “Elio!” Cass calls as I walk through the school halls. As I straighten my back to see her short figure in the crowd, I realize just how bad my posture is. Yet another thing I need to be aware of. “Cassandra Anderson, my friend! Where’s the rest of the Crybabies?” I tease. “Don’t call us that. We’re the Moles now.” Cass said proudly, although I wouldn’t be proud if that was the name of my friend group. “Like naked mole rats? You guys are like little rats. Annoying little rats.” I ruffled Cass’s floof. “Who’s like little annoying rats?” Raine Miller walked over. She was taller than me, which I didn’t like. It was intimidating. Fanny Turner followed close behind Raine. “Hey, Elio.” She grinned. “Turner. Miller. Anderson was just telling me how you guys changed your group name once again?” I chuckle. “Cass, did you actually change it again?” Fanny groaned. If her ears weren’t floppy, I’d bet they’d be pinned down against her head in embarrassment. “Yep. We’re the Moles now.” Cass smirked, their cat tail flicking behind her proudly. “Wait, that’s an awesome name! Nice job, Cass!” Fanny perked up. “No. That’s a horrible name. Why Moles?” Raine cringed. “Moles are cool!” Cass argued. “Yeah, they are. Naked mole rats are super cool. Like the Smiths.” I nodded. “Yeah, Benny and Sam are awesome.” Fanny’s short little tail wagged. “But they’re just rats.” Raine started to argue, but the bell rang. “Saved by the bell.” I snickered. Raine grumbled as she walked off. “Sitting with us today at lunch, Turner?” I asked the little fox as Cass, she, and I walked to our science class. “Nah, Walter wanted to teach us a game he made up.” Fanny shook her head. “Tomorrow.” “Who’s Walter again?” Cass asked. “Jerry. Little brown and white cat.” Fanny said. She cocked her head. “Loves cookies and has an obsession with the sky.” “Ah! Walter!” I snapped my fingers. “Yeah. You know him.” Fanny said. ——— I walked through the halls after school, looking at my phone as I chose which Will Wood song I wanted to listen to. I wasn’t watching where I was walking since I assumed that everyone went home. I had needed to grab a few things from my locker, but it got stuck. I spent about four minutes trying to open it before I did it. I should’ve been watching where I was going, because next thing I know, I crashed into another kid.

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