Special Chapter: Secret of Atlantis

"I think this is better — I'm not well with starting conversation," Leona said, moving on to her next stack of papers. "Even if I greeted everyone who walked in, I probably wouldn't know what to say after that. Zach and Emily seem to know how to do everything by heart though . . ."

"Really? That's too bad, I'm sure you could do well with some practice. I mean, even though you're the youngest one out of all of us, in terms of grade level, you're the most reliable I would say," Chelsea said, smiling at Leona and pointing at all the organized drawers and files she had already finished.

"What are you, a robot?" Chelsea joked, and Leona held back her laughter as she handed another stack of blank printing paper to Chelsea. "You should probably get back to work before Emily scolds you again."

"Yeah, yeah," Chelsea sarcastically agreed, taking the papers and slumping all the way back to the printing room.

Suddenly, Emily came inside the room where Leona was working, as if she was in a rus