“Umm…class? I know my new ability looks different to the human eye, but we can still have our regular class,” Mr. Kensington spoke. “Jemie, this doesn’t look okay to me,” Wednesday whispered. I know Wends, but doesn’t he remind you of anything?” We looked at each other with excitement! “He reminds of Number Six from the Umbrella Academy!” we said together in unison. It was quiet, and then everyone turned to look at us, and Mirabelle passed out from her chair. Chaos and panic raged in the classroom. “He has tentacles!” one classmate yelled. “Welp, it looks like it’s time for me to leave,” another classmate said, and ran out of the classroom in the blink-of-an-eye. Most of the students left out of the classroom in a heartbeat, never stopping, and once every other classroom heard their running steps, they soon followed, same with the teachers. Soon the whole school evacuated from the building, except for me, Wednesday, and Mirabelle, who was still unconscious after passing out. “I thought everyone would except, especially the gifted class that I taught,” our teacher said in a somber manner. Mirabelle woke up from her consciousness, still frozen, still not believing what she saw. “Uhhh…uhhh,” she mumbled. “Don’t be frightened Mirabelle, it’s the same Mr. Kensington, with his fashionable outfits and old-fashioned bifocals,” Wednesday spoke.
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