"Theresa!" a 15-year-old girl jumped about a foot in her seat.

The girl looked at her teacher, "Thank you for returning to Earth, Miss Fowler," Mrs. Driscoll stated.

Theresa Fowler blushed and sunk in her chair slightly as her peers snickered at her, "Sorry Mrs. Driscoll," she said quietly.

"Perhaps you'd like to answer the question we're on?" Mrs. Driscoll asked.

"Um, yes ma'am," Theresa stated and stood up, but then froze; what question were they on?

"Something wrong, Miss Fowler?" Mrs. Driscoll asked; already knowing the answer.

Theresa looked at her textbook. Theresa just stared at the book for a minute before looking at her science teacher, "Number 38, right?" she asked.

Mrs. Driscoll was shocked, "Um, yes," she said.

Theresa smiled. She was always a great guesser. Theresa gave the correct answer before taking her seat again, "Very good, Miss Fowler, but please remember to stay on Earth," Mrs. Driscoll stated.

"Yes ma'am," Theresa said embarrassed.

Class soon ended and Theresa began to collect her things to head to lunch. Suddenly, her friend, Debbie, stood in front of her desk. Theresa smiled, "Hi Debbie," she said happily while standing up.

"You were thinking about Cunningham again, weren't you?" Theresa froze, "I knew it."

Theresa walked away from her friend, but Debbie was quickly at her side, "How many times have I told you?" Debbie asked, "Both him and Howard are bad news. Stupidest kids in the school."

Theresa sighed and stopped at her locker, "They're not stupid, Debbie," she said as she put in her combination.

Suddenly, Randy and Howard came running through the hallway yelling something about lunch. Debbie looked at Theresa with a deadpanned look, "I rest my case," she stated and began walking away, "I'll see you at the assembly. I need to find a few books and may just skip lunch."

"Bye," Theresa waved.

Theresa opened her locker and put her science books away and was about to grab her stuff for her class after lunch, but then remembered the assembly would take all of that period. Theresa put her backpack in her locker and grabbed her baton. She smiled and closed her locker and reset the lock. Theresa walked down the hallway humming to herself while twirling her baton happily. Suddenly, she saw a member of the band, who went by Flute Girl by everyone, including the teachers, crying in a corner. Confused, Theresa stopped twirling her baton and walked over to her, "Um, are you okay?" she asked.

Theresa soon saw green smoke come from the vent next to Flute Girl, "Huh?" Theresa wondered before she screamed in horror.

Theresa dropped her baton and backed away from the Stanked Flute Girl. Fear was overcoming Theresa. Flute Girl swung her giant hand at Theresa and she screamed while covering her head, "Ninja Sprint!" Theresa's eyes snapped open and saw the Ninja was holding her, "Are you okay?"

Theresa nodded and hugged the Ninja tightly while thanking him over and over again. The Ninja set Theresa on the ground, "You should get out of here," he stated.

Theresa nodded before running outside with hundreds of other students and teachers. Once Theresa was safely outside, she looked around. She remembered the green smoke coming from the vent beside Flute Girl. Theresa was confused as to why there would be green smoke. Then she suddenly realized something. Flute Girl had become that monster after the green smoke came out. Suddenly, the Ninja stood on the roof saying it was safe for them to return inside. Theresa followed the students inside. Suddenly, she saw something green float passed her from the corner of her eye. She turned quickly, but saw nothing. Wary, Theresa returned into the school.

Theresa sat next to Debbie in the bleachers waiting for the assembly to start. Debbie noticed her friend was not totally with her, "You okay?" she asked Theresa.

Theresa hummed confused then shook her head and smiled, "I'm fine," she said, "Just…thinking about some things."

Debbie rolled her eyes, "If it's about Cunningham again then just keep it in your head," she stated, "I swear, Theresa. You are one of the smartest girls in this school and yet you're falling for…" Debbie spotted Randy and Howard laughing about something stupid, "That!" she gestured to them.

Theresa blushed, "What are you talking about?" she asked, "You get better grades them me in a lot of classes."

"Yes, but I have to study," Debbie stated, "You and I both know you don't pick up a textbook unless it's in class and yet you still get A's! How do you do it?"

Theresa blushed, "Um," she said, "I don't know…naturally?"

Debbie huffed, "Lucky, that's all I'm going to say," she said.

Theresa glanced at Randy and Howard, "You know Debbie," she said to her friend while looking at Randy, "Randy isn't stupid, like you say."

Debbie scoffed, "Then explain his horrible grades," she stated.

"Laziness?" Theresa said questionably.

Debbie rolled her eyes, "Whatever floats your boat," she said, "Oh look, McFist," Theresa turned as McFist walked onto the stage.

"Hello children," McFist stated, "I've come today to talk to you about the importance of…" he trailed off and put his hand over the mic and hissed something to Viceroy; who sighed and whispered something in his ear, "Right," McFist said into the mic, "The importance of studying hard!" several students groaned, "But that sounds boring! So, instead we're going to take a quick little survey and you can have the rest of this period free to do…whatever it is children these days like to do…"

Randy and Howard high-fived and did some odd stuff afterwards. Theresa smiled and figured it was some sort of thing created when they were young. Theresa took a survey from Debbie and turned so she could use her seat as a table. As Theresa took the survey she was confused on a lot of questions, but answered them as best she could. Some asked her questions about her personal life while others were math and science questions. Theresa didn't question what the questions were used for and just shrugged when she finished and stood up. She walked up to Viceroy and gave him the paper, "Thank you," he stated to her.

Theresa smiled and walked out of the gym. She walked out twirling her baton and smiling, "Hey Fowler!" Theresa about dropped her baton.

Theresa turned and saw Randy walking up to her with his backpack over one shoulder, "Hi," Theresa said slightly confused.

Randy gestured to the gym, "Howard won't be done with that survey for a while," he stated, "So..."

Theresa tried not to blush, "W-well, um, I was going to go outside and practice my twirling…" Theresa said nervously.

Randy shrugged, "I don't mind watching," he said, "Better than waiting outside the gym for Howard to finish."

Theresa smiled then hid her face before Randy could see her blushing. After doing one routine in front of Randy, with little mistakes, Theresa sat next to Randy under the large oak tree, "That was really neat," Randy stated, "When did you start baton twirling?"

Theresa shrugged, "I don't know," she said, "My mom is usually away a lot working to support me, so I usually stay with my aunt, who did gymnastics for most of her life and was in her high school's color guard."

Randy laughed, "So when you say you have no idea, you really don't," he said, "You could've been doing it since you were able to walk and not know."

Theresa giggled, "But seriously," Randy stated, "You're really good. You should really consider teaching little kids or something."

Theresa blushed, "Really?" she asked.

Randy shrugged then noticed Howard coming out and yelling his name. Theresa noticed also and saddened slightly, "Really," Randy said standing up, "Later Theresa," he said before walking towards his best friend.

Theresa blushed. Randy never called her by her first name before. Theresa smiled as she watched Randy meet up with his friend.

A/N Okay, so, first Randy Cunningham fic. Hope you all like it. Not really sure where this idea came from…Anyway, I don't own Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja.