A buzz of excitement is in the air. Hordes of Neopians are walking toward the one, the only, Annual Chocolate Ball. Most are turned away at the door, for they have no invitation (granted only to the best of Neopia) in their paws, hands, or hooves. This reporter has managed to grab an invite from an innocent passerby (it was all in the name of journalism!), and is now standing inside the Chocolate factory...
To a New Life She knew that she could have been out of the adoption agency months ago. After all, who wouldn't want a Cybunny? But unfortunately, that was the main reason the agency couldn't find Mel a home...
Nothing Else All she had to do was turn around and go back to her nice, warm, bed- "So what do I do?" she whispered, shivering, to herself. "Turn back, or keep going?"
The Mystery Behind Neoschool: Part Three "Like I said before, there's no way those builders are going to ever let us know about Neoschool. What we have to do is blend in..."