Crystal Mind: A novel in the Projector War Saga by K. A. Excell

Author:K. A. Excell [Excell, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The dining hall was empty except for a table at the back with a dozen sandwiches. I helped myself and ate quickly, then found my way to Ms. King’s office.

She called for me to enter before I could raise my fist to knock.

“I wish you would tell me how you do that,” I said as I entered.

She looked up from a stack of papers on her desk and grinned. “You’ll figure it out eventually. Anyway, how are you doing with that Sociology book? You got time to look through it last night, I trust?”

“I got through most of it.”

Her eyes widened. “And here Hunt was telling us that you weren’t a fast reader. That’s truly impressive, Farina. Come over here and analyse these for me. When you’re done with that, I’ve got some studies for you to look at.”

Ms. King handed me a stack of paper thirty pages thick along with a pen, and I spent the next hour going through sociology problems—grateful for the distraction. She glanced through them when I handed them back, and whistled.

“One of these days, you’re going to have to tell me what changed. For now, I’d like to know what you think of this school.”

This time it was my turn to frown. “The school?” Why would she want to know about the school? She was the one who worked here, and she’d been around far longer than I’d been. My opinion after being here two—now almost three—days would be statistically insignificant. I wasn’t a good source for data.

Her long, red fingernails tapped the mahogany of her desk as I debated whether to point out the inconsistency in her logic. I pulled a card from the back of my mind. Tapping fingernails was a sign of impatience. Impatience quickly escalated to anger, then violence. I needed a strategy to gather more data. I sorted through the ‘toolbox’ file Mom had helped me make until I found something that might work.

“I don’t understand the parameters of the question,” I said.

She sighed. “What have you noticed about this school? Is it different from the ones you’ve spent time in?”

That, at least, had a clear answer. I nodded. “Aside from fighting classes, I’ve seen quite a few strange things.”

“Like what?”

I hesitated. Why would I tell her about the things I’d noticed? Why would she care? But she’d asked, and there was no reason to keep the things I’d noticed secret. She’d been here for a long time, so she obviously had to have noticed the same things I had. Maybe that was the point? To figure out something about me?

I took a deep breath. “First, why are you, Mr. West, and Mr. Mccoy the only teachers with offices?”

“I asked for observations, not questions,” she replied. “I’ll answer the questions later, if we have time. Now, you’ve noticed that we’re the only teachers with offices. What else?”

“Both you and Mr. West never wait for me to knock. You always know when I’m there. Mr. West wouldn’t look me in the eyes, and when I finally did find his eyes, he gave me a concussion.

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