| The Barrol of Fun Constant |
| The sun beat down heavily on the school grounds. Paul Wright shut his eyes agienst the light, sighed. He'd been attending Irmo Middle School for two years now, and had yet to strike a popular figure. His own fault, he supposed. He was too much of a loner. He spread himself over the metal bench, and glanced at the deep blue sky.He frowned, glanced at his watches. |
| A bear sat down next to him. |