Calculated Spontaneity

My first year in highschool. Not too bad, but being a freshman is never the best. But hey, we've all been freshies once. Then again, not all of us have bull's eyes on our heads. Man, I swear that Paige was right. Why? Why would random people who I didn't even know throw stuff at me? And it's not the fact that it's just plain mean, its just that I don't even know them and they all seem to target me. 
Mrs. Turner walked by hastily, almost running. She looked like she was doing something important, with a stack of paper under her arms and a determined, worried look on her face. A piece of paper dropped out from under her face, without her noticing it. A large built Junior picked up the paper, balled it up, and chucked it. At me. At least it was only paper, not an orange or apple core. You get used to it after a while, especially with awesome friends. Even if they chuck water at you too.
I unballed the paper, wondering if it would tell why Mrs. Turner was in such a hurry. Nope, just something about a test for our spanish class. I glanced at it again, figuring I might as well see what I got. Hm.... This wasn't a test I had taken. Actually, I knew some of these kids. Wait, Grace Duke wasn't even taking spanish. What was this?

It was titled:  "Test Results for Test 24601:"
Then it just had a bunch of names. Several had been highlighted, but because it was photocopied, the highlighter just kind of smudged it all. I noticed that in the next row, most names said "Average Threat", but the names that were highlighted said next to them some degree of a threat.
Oh my. What the-- I had to show this to Annie and Paige. And quick. I couldn't be sure, but under three of the highlighted names, it appeared that it said:

l--------------l---------------l
l Paige Cavaliere  l Code Red Threat l
l--------------l---------------l
l Annie Chamoun l Code Red Threat  l
l--------------l---------------l
l Michael Perrotta l Code Red Threat  l
l--------------l---------------l

Once upon a time, a quite recent one actually, and in a land not so far away, there were three friends. They went by the names of Michael, Annie, Paige, Little Perrotta, Frank, Pagina, and many more. But for now, why don't we just call them Michael Annie and Paige. Besides there extra names, they were quite normal freshmen in a quite normal school. Oh, and besides their random paradox rants. And their friends. (Not that they aren't amazing, but, for example, one had a vampire cat on his head) Of course, there was their strange hobbies, such as throwing water at Michael, and listening to entire playlists of musicals. But besides their extra names, their random paradox rants, their friends, and their hobbies, they were quite normal. Well...  There was the entire complex underlying plot in their school and the excessive secrets between secret organizations that they are involved in. But they don't know any of this yet.

Wow, cliff hanger, huh? or not.....  maybe i wanted it to be that way. or maybe im so tired im about to pass out at the computer. night.

Alright. Since everyone else is doing it, I guess I'll start a page. I guess Paige is a trend setter. And mad at me because I just made her lose. I don't know if I'll start a story, but we'll see. I probably will.