Introduction

     Drake walked down the dark hallways of the school. Not many people were here, just the teachers and the janitor. They waved politely to him as he passed by. He never thought about waving back but, today just seemed different, and, he waved back for the first time that school year. He couldn't remember why today felt so special. Maybe it was because it was the sixth day of school, or he was going to unleash a new diabolical plan on the school, but he wasn't so sure.

    He walked into his first class without saying anything. And quietly slipping into his normal seat near the front of the classroom. "Early again Drake?" Mrs. Star said as he slipped into his seat. He nodded and then pulled out a note book with a story written in it and began to write again.

     Writing wasn't his favorite pastime but it was about all he could do in English, so he did it anyways. He was writing about Irk, his home planet, and how life there was. Mrs. Star had read some of it as he was writing and thought it was very creative. Little did she know it was as real as the notebook he was writing in. "So how far have you gotten in your story Drake?" She asked him, curious. "Pretty far" He responded to her question absent mindedly as he continued to write of the tallest and their sentence to one of the irkens who had disobeyed their laws.