The line moved more and more, Nini tip-toeing along, keeping her head low and trying not to be noticed. Faith quietly paddled along, knowing when to sit and when to walk, the perfect trained dog. More so it was just Nini telling her when to go and when to stay.<br/><br/>"Next!" The man at the table called. It was Nini's turn. She quickly walked up to him and reached for the clipboard but the man quickly jerked it away.<br/><br/>"You?! Hell no get out of here." The man yelled at her.<br/>"Please I just want to be able to race!" Nini cried back.<br/><br/>The man snorted. "Please. You gonna just magically tell your dogs when to go? You're a freak! You need to leave. You'll cause nothing but trouble." He scowled.<br/><br/>Nini tried to grab for the clip board again. "Everyone who had a sled team has the right to race!" The man pulled back and she grabbed on. It was now a tug of war between the man and her. "PLEASE!" Nini cried.<br/><br/>"No!" The man jerked the clipboard hard and Nini flew back into the man standing behind her, smacking him then causing them both to fall to the ground. Faith whimpered and ran to Nini's side, and she tried to stand up. The man growled as he picked himself up to. A woman then came out of the school. "What's going on here?"