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The Transfer Student Vol.2. P.16 👽 (Bedtime story series)
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Red and her friends uncover a new Martian ally, learn the truth about a mysterious student, and prepare for their most dangerous mission yet in The Transfer Student.
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A short message for Grown ups Looking for a fun way to keep the Bluey fans in your home busy with imaginative screen free play? The Bluey Supermarket playset is here, standing over 15 inches tall and packed with surprises across three levels of fun. Inspired by the episode Kids, this set comes with exclusive Bluey and Bingo figures, including Bingo holding her lollipop. There's a real working escalator, a rooftop cafe, and even an intercom with 24 different sound effects your kids will love. With over 15 play pieces, shelves to explore, carts to fill, and stickers to decorate, your little ones can recreate favorite scenes or invent new ones of their own. It also works with all your other Bluey figures for even more imaginative adventures. The Bluey Supermarket playset is available at all major retailers. Hello friends, and welcome to Sleeptight Stories. Red and her friends talk at lunchtime but feel like they are being watched. They head to the library but see a new student shelving books nearby, and they wonder if this is the person Lyle was warning them about. The Transfer Student Volume 2, Part 16 Fresh Air Sounds perfect, red says, gathering her things while trying not to obviously stare at the dark haired volunteer who's been shelving books way too close to their table. As they head toward the exit, Mrs. Finkelstein calls out cheerfully, don't forget to return those reference books when you're done with your project. We won't, Alexa calls back, but Red notices the mysterious volunteer has suddenly stopped pretending to organize and is definitely listening to their conversation now. They make it outside and find their usual spot behind the gym where they can talk without being overheard. It's become their go to place for private conversations ever since they started solving mysteries together. That guy in there was totally eavesdropping, charlie says, pushing his glasses up nervously. I saw him move closer every time we said something. You think he's the new student Lyo warned us about? Rachel asks, flipping to a fresh page in her notebook. Blue appears from around the corner like he's been waiting for them, which he probably has since he's gotten ridiculously good at sneaking around school without getting caught. Has to be, blue says. I've been watching him all week. He showed up Monday, but something's definitely off about him. He asks weird questions and somehow knows stuff about people he shouldn't know. Like what kind of stuff? Kurt asks. Like he knew Charlie was good with computers before anyone told him and he asked me if I had any siblings who were academically advanced. Blue makes air quotes. What kind of normal student talks like that? Red feels that familiar chill creeping down her spine. They're definitely being watched now, which makes meeting Lio even more important. Okay, she says, checking her phone for the time. Let's get through the rest of our classes and meet at the playground right after school. We need answers. But first they had to survive afternoon classes. The rest of the school day crawls by like someone hit the slow motion button on the entire universe. Red sits through math class, which is normally ridiculously easy since she learned this stuff when she was like four on Mars, but today she can't focus on anything except the clock ticking away over the whiteboard. Charlie keeps fidgeting with his glasses during science, clicking his pen and tapping his foot until their teacher gives him a look. Rachel's taking notes, but Red can see over her shoulder that she's writing things like migration, timeline, and cache locations instead of anything about the periodic table. During English class, Red catches a glimpse of the mysterious new student walking past their classroom window. He's not rushing to get anywhere like a normal student would be between classes. He's just strolling like he's got all the time in the world to observe everything and everyone. Red, Mr. McCaskill's voice breaks through her thoughts. Can you tell us what literary device Shakespeare is using in this line? Red blinks and looks at the board where there's a quote from some play she should probably recognize. Umm, metaphor. Close, but it's actually a simile. Perhaps you could join us here in the classroom instead of wherever your mind has wandered off to. Sorry, Mr. McCaskill. When the final bell rings, everyone practically jumps out of their seats. Red forces herself to pack up normally, say goodbye to teachers, act like this is just another Tuesday afternoon playground. In five minutes, alexa whispers as they head to their lockers. Five minutes, red confirms, her heart already racing. They split up to grab their things and meet outside the main entrance. Red's relieved to see all of them waiting, Charlie bouncing on his toes with nervous energy, Rachel clutching her notebook, Alexa checking her phone for the time, and Kurt looking ready for whatever comes next. Blue appears from the lower elementary school entrance just as they're about to leave. Everyone ready? Red asks. They nod and start walking toward the playground, which is only a few blocks from school. Nobody talks much on the way, they're all too nervous and excited about finally getting answers. The playground is mostly empty when they arrive, just a couple of younger kids on the swings with their parents nearby and an older lady walking her dog along the path. Red has to admit now that she actually understands what playground equipment is for. It looks kind of fun, though she still thinks the merry go round seems like a torture device designed to make people dizzy. They spot Lio immediately. He's sitting on the edge of the sandbox, building something in the sand that looks way too organized to be a random kid playing geometric patterns, straight lines, specific measurements. He looks up when they approach, and Red gets her first really good look at him. He's definitely around Blue's age, maybe 10 or 11, with dark hair and these serious eyes that remind her of something. There's something about the way he holds himself, the way he moves that feels familiar. Like home, somehow. You came, lio says simply, looking directly at Red. And you brought everyone. You said to trust my sister's friends, blue said, plopping down next to Lio in the sandbox. So here they are. Lio studies each of them carefully, Alexa with her organizational energy, Charlie with his barely contained excitement, Rachel with her notebook already out and ready, Kurt standing there looking like she could handle whatever comes next. Red can practically see him evaluating whether they're trustworthy. They know? He asks Red quietly. Everything Red confirms about Mars, about the aid, about Dr. Hart's research. All of it. Lio nods slowly, like he's making some kind of decision. Good. We don't have much time for long explanations. He gestures to the sand patterns he's been building. Up close, Red can see it's definitely not random. It's a map with specific locations marked by little stones and and sticks. The watchers have been asking questions about your family, lio says quietly. Especially about your brother and his Computer skills. Red stomach drops. They know about Blue's hacking skills. Before anything else, Lio says, brushing a hand across the sand, you need to know who I really am. My name isn't really Lio, the boy says, smoothing out his sand map and starting a new pattern. It's Meridian. I'm from Mars like you, but I've been on Earth much longer. Red's not surprised, but hearing it confirmed still makes her heart race. Another Martian kid here in their small town. How much longer? She asks. Three years. My family was part of the first wave of refugees. That's long before you arrived. Meridian continues building his sand pattern, but Red can see his hand shaking slightly. My parents are scientists. They were recruited specifically to help set up the integration program. So you know about the aid factions? Rachel says, pen poised over her notebook. I know more than I wish I did. Meridian looks up at them and Red sees something haunted in his expression. My parents work for the good side, the agents who want to help families integrate peacefully. But we've been watching the corruption spread. Charlie leans forward excitedly. That's how you knew about the new student and the watchers? The new student isn't a student at all, Meridian says grimly. His name is Agent Torres. He's with the corrupt faction and he's been placed in your school specifically to monitor Red and Blue. Red feels like someone just dumped ice water down her back. Monitor us for what? To see if you've discovered any of Dr. Hart's research. To find out if you know the location of the remaining caches. Meridian's voice got quieter. And to determine if you're a security risk that needs to be addressed. Addressed how? Kurt asks, though Red's not sure she wants to know the answer. Separated from her friends, from us, from everything. Meridian looks directly at Red. The corrupt faction is moving faster than anyone expected. Red's mind is racing. But why you? Why are you helping us? Because my older sister was addressed six months ago, meridian said quietly. She was asking too many questions about the missing refugee families. One day she was there, the next day my parents told me she had been transferred to a safer location for her own protection. The playground suddenly feels very quiet. Even the younger kids have stopped playing. I haven't seen her since, Meridian continues. And I won't let the same thing happen to other families. Red looks around at her friends faces. This is bigger and more dangerous than any of them realized. So what do we do? Alexa asks. Meridian smooths out his sand map again and starts drawing new patterns. This time they look like building layouts the corrupt agents are planning something big, he says. There's going to be another migration wave from Mars in about two weeks. Families who think they're coming to safety and integration. But the corrupt faction wants to intercept them, Rachel says. Putting the pieces together exactly. Control them from the moment they arrive. Use Dr. Hart's research and the technology in the caches to set up containment facilities instead of integration programs. Red feels sick. So all those families thinking they're getting a fresh start on Earth will basically become prisoners, Meridian finishes. Unless we can stop it. Charlie pushes his glasses up. How do we stop something that big? By getting to Dr. Hart's remaining caches first, Meridian explains. The corrupt faction needs that technology to make their plan work. Without it, they can't build the containment systems. He points to specific locations in his sand map. There are three caches left. The quarry site you already know about. One is hidden under an old water treatment plant and one in the abandoned subway tunnel system downtown. Three locations and were just kids, kurt points out. Kids with advantages, meridian says with a small smile. Red and Blue have enhanced abilities. You have all solved complex mysteries before, and most importantly, the corrupt agents don't think you're a problem yet. Yet, Red repeats. Agent Torres is watching, but he's not acting. They're waiting to see what you discover before they move against you. That gives us time. Alexa's already thinking strategically, so we need to get to all three caches before they realize we're actually a problem. The quarry First, Meridian says. It's the most accessible and contains the most important technology. If we can secure that, we can at least slow down their timeline. Rachel looks up from her notes. What about your parents? Can't they help? Meridian's expression darkens. They don't know I'm doing this. If the corrupt faction found out my family was actively working against them. He doesn't finish the sentence. Red understands they're all risking everything, not just themselves, but their families too. So when do we go to the quarry? Blue asks. This weekend, meridian says. Saturday morning, before Agent Torres realizes that we're planning. Red looks around at her friends. They're all nodding, determined. Okay, she says. We're in. Before we do anything, Meridian says seriously, we need to establish safety protocols. He teaches them simple code words they can use if they're being watched or followed. Shows them hand signals they can use to communicate without speaking. Gives them each a small device that looks like a regular school supply but can send emergency signals if anyone approaches you, asking questions about Mars, about your family, about Dr. Hart. You don't know anything, meridian instructs. Play dumb. Act like confused Earth kids. That won't be hard for me, charlie says, which makes everyone laugh despite the seriousness of the situation. Most importantly, Meridian continues, if Agent Torres or any suspicious adults tried to separate you from each other, Resist. Stay together. Find a teacher. Find other kids. Make noise. They won't try anything in public. Red feels a chill, thinking about Meridian's sister, who was taken away from her family with no no warning. What about our parents? Blue asks. Should we tell them? Meridian considers this. Red and Blue's mom should probably know something, but not everything. Tell her you're concerned about strangers asking questions at school. Don't mention the caches or the plan. As they prepare to leave the playground, Meridian gives Red a small device. This will help you access the quarry cache when you find it. Dr. Hart designed them to respond to specific Martian technology. You're not coming with us? Red asks. I can't. Agent Torres is watching your group specifically, but he doesn't know about me yet. I'm more useful as your unseen ally. They say their goodbyes quietly, trying to look like kids who just finished playing at the playground. Red watches Meridians slip behind the trees and vanish like smoke. No footsteps. No farewell. Just gone. Walking home, Red realizes something. They're not just kids solving mysteries anymore. They're part of something bigger and ready for it. In four days, they're going to attempt something that could save dozens of Martian families or get them all captured by corrupt government agents. But looking at her friends walking beside her, chattering about weekend plans and homework assignments, Red feels something she hasn't felt since coming to Earth. Hope they can do this together. That night, Red lies in bed, holding the device Meridian gave her. It's warm to the touch, with the same kind of gentle pulsing as Dr. Hart's choice charm. She thinks about Meridian's sister, taken away from her family for asking too many questions. About the refugee families coming to Earth in two weeks, expecting safety and finding imprisonment instead. About Agent Torres watching them from the library, calculating when to make his move. But she also thinks about her friends faces when Meridian explained the stakes. Not fear, determination. They understand now that this isn't just about preserving Martian culture. It's about protecting innocent families from people who would exploit them. Blue knocks on her door and pokes his head in. You okay, stinky head? Yeah, Red said and meant it. Just thinking about Saturday. We're gonna be awesome, Blue says confidently. All of us together. Red smiles. Her annoying little brother is right. They are going to be awesome. Outside her window, she can see the stars. The same stars visible from both Earth and Mars. In two weeks, more families will be making that incredible journey between worlds, hoping for a better life. Red and her friends will be ready. And that is the end of this part. Good night. Sleep tight.