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November 10th; Morning; Ginger Farnsworth; Halloween High School (cont...)
The bell rang before either Jack or I could say anything. He beckoned to me.
"Come on," Jack said. "You know how Dupin gets when we're late."
Yeah, no kidding.
Mr. Dupin could pass for Cruella de Vil's brother. He's one nasty character. Also, his named is pronounced "Monsier Dupin" with a French accent, which is weird because he speaks is a German accent. Plus, he's the math teacher. Don't get me wrong. I love Triginometry (I'm in 11th grade). But Dupin made it seem like detention.
Moving on!
When Jack and I got to Dupin's class, we stopped. There he was. Four foot, 50-year-old Adolf Dupin, lying on his desk and hyperventilating.
He was stuttering. "Four, four. FOUR new pupils. This class. Oh my. Mother..."
While Dupin was babbling like an idiot, I was thinking. Four new pupils? This period? Dang. I wondered who they could be. I knew that they were from force (Shiva keeps a list of new residents and we only had 8 recent ones) but I didn't know who they were. Shiva would never tell me or anyone. All she said was that there were eight new teenagers entering Halloween Town and seven of them were on the Force. Who were these people?
AH! Brain freeze.
I slumped against the wall, unable to move. Jack looked alarmed.
"You okay?" I barely heard him say. "You look sick."
And I was sick, too sick to say that I was okay. It would have just been a waste of breath. Jack would've done something anyway. So I just groaned. I felt myself get lifted off the ground and carried down the hall, my head heating up.
TO BE CONTINUED...
More coming from a different perspective.
Yes, it's short, but I wanted to keep it on one perspective for each chapter. You'll get it when the next one comes.
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