Eighth graders... Shyeah right, like their puny intellects could in any way solve the predicament you're in! Substitute you may be, but reliant upon the help of a mere child you certainly are not! Mrs. Symington is by far the best choice! She was certainly very friendly back in the teachers' lounge this morning.
No, instead you walk back down between the desks of the pupils, towards the front-and-center altar to the gods that is the teacher's desk now. You can't help but feel like a humble pilgrim, on a journey to invoke the aid of a goddess.
And all around you, perched at mountains on either side, young demons who could end your life with their merest whim. Best hope they don't notice you.
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