Lor Mandela - Destruction from Twins by L Carroll

Author:L Carroll
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: iowa, ya, destruction from twins, clean read, lor mandela, fantasy, epic
Publisher: L Carroll

CHAPTER XXIII

VOICES IN THE FOG

During the break between first period and second, the halls of the high school came alive. The seven minutes in between classes were always pretty loud, but as students hurried down the musty halls and toward their next classes, all conversation seemed to be centered on this new, crazily dressed, and overly confident Holden Guarlo. (Glenhill is a very small community after all—news travels quickly.) Even Maggie was excitedly telling Bridgette and Lorrine, about Holden’s psychological assault on Mr. Lee.

“It was so bizarre,” she shouted over the din. “I mean, he had a report on Rational Expressions already written in his book bag! How many people do that?”

Lorrine pushed her plastic rimmed glasses up on her nose, shrugged her shoulders, and looked at a group of kids that were walking past.

It appeared that there was one very annoying side effect to Holden’s arrival at Glenhill High. Everyone assumed that Maggie knew him somehow; and now they were all eyeing her suspiciously.

“Why is everyone staring at you, Margaret?” Lorrine inquired.

Maggie glanced around at the herds of students making their way through the school. They were whispering amongst themselves and looking at her like she’d grown another head.

“Well,” she explained, “he sort of singled me out in class.”

“What do you mean?” Bridgette asked.

“Um . . . he acted like . . . well, he said that he saw us that day at the pond,” she explained.

Suddenly an odd sinking sensation welled up in the pit of her stomach. She felt queasy and dizzy, just like she had at home earlier. “Uh . . . I . . . uh . . . .”

“Hey, are you all right?” Lorrine asked. “You’re looking rather pallid!”

Maggie leaned up against her locker for support and shot Lorrine a desperate, pleading look. Both Bridgette and Lorrine stared at her with concern.

“What’s wrong?” Bridgette asked. Her normal smile disappeared as she watched Maggie’s color change from pure white to a sickly purple.

She couldn’t answer. She felt strange. It was almost like she had been lassoed around the middle and was being tugged backward. Only, it felt like the lasso was attached to the inside of her body—like someone was trying to pull her insides out through her back.

“Lorrie,” Bridgette’s voice seemed distant. “I think we’d better get her to the nurse’s office. She looks like she’s gonna pass out!”

Suddenly, Maggie heard a faint “whooshing” sound coming from somewhere behind her. The sound faded in and out, but grew increasingly louder with each whoosh.

“All right, but can you take her?” Lorrine answered, “I can’t be late for my next class.”

“What? Well neither can I!” Bridgette protested.

They started arguing back and forth, both blurting out a list of reasons why the other should go.

“Fine,” Lorrine finally exclaimed, “I will do it!” She glanced over to see how Maggie was hanging in, but then frowned and asked, “Hey, where did she go?”

Both of Maggie’s friends looked straight at her with confused and bewildered expressions on their faces.

Bridgette shrugged her shoulders and suggested, “Maybe she ran to the bathroom.

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