**This was intended as a 100% funny article, not meant in any seriousness.  Zack was also highly amused and got his pen back as soon as the article went up. 

As of late, there has been underlying tension in the Journalism room.

No, this has not been the product of students’ displacement from the modular buildings and the history wing, or even senioritis kicking in; it is the product of a pen.

One may be astounded as to how one pen — one tiny, inconsequential pen — can cause such a heated argument. However, if one is wondering this, it is obvious that they have never encountered the right pen. The pen in question is green, not lime nor forest, but the perfect combination of the two. It writes like velvet. And there are two parties warring over it.

Yours truly, Ashley Linnehan, and my co-editor, Zack Dresser, have both filed claims with Ms. Ducolon and the Journalism class at large, and have yet to receive a definitive ruling. As such, we are turning the vote over to the people.

The pen is originally Zack’s; that is true. However, it is also a fact that he left it behind one day in Journalism. He abandoned his pen and also his claim to it.

Unaware as to the pen’s ownership, I unwittingly picked it up for Ms. Ducolon to sign a pass with. Upon inquiry, it was revealed that the pen was not hers — although it had been on her desk — and she suggested that I simply take it, as the true owner may never be found. Or the owner may not even want the pen anymore.

So, I have kept the pen for approximately the last three months and use it often, to peer edit other student’s articles and such. However, at one point Zack saw the pen on my desk and exclaimed that I had stolen it and that he had been wondering where it had went.

I had no idea it was truly his, and indignantly replied that I had found it, not stolen it. He claims not to have abandoned the pen willingly and that it must have jumped out of his backpack. He also insists that I should return the pen.

It has become the central issue of many a Journalism class, after we have all finished with our work though, of course, and a ten-minute break brawl may have even been suggested in order to solve the matter once and for all.

But that would result in two suspensions, some bruises, and an undoubtedly broken pen, so the decision is up to you: students and faculty of Pentucket.

Hopefully, this will not result in any suspensions or a broken pen, although bruised pride is highly encouraged.