School of Fear: Class Is Not Dismissed!: School of Fear: by Gitty Daneshvari

Author:Gitty Daneshvari [DANESHVARI, GITTY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV000000
ISBN: 9781405515108
Publisher: Hachette UK
Published: 2012-10-04T01:09:15+00:00

EVERYONE’S AFRAID OF SOMETHING:

Logizomechanophobia is the fear of computers.

Madeleine longed to see a conservatively stylish bedroom with a globe and a rocking chair when she opened her eyes. Such a refined room would signify that the feet clattering down the hall belonged to her mother and that School of Fear had only been a bizarre dream. However, she knew that even a speck of pink would indicate the continuation of School of Fear. Madeleine took a deep breath before forcing her eyes open. The obliteration of hope burned through her as she saw that she remained in the pink palace.

A few feet away, strands of Lulu’s strawberry blond hair fluttered across her face as she inhaled and exhaled loudly. A familiar voice boomed through the pink door, wrestling Lulu from sleep and Madeleine from thoughts of home.

“Ms. Madeleine, Ms. Lulu, you have fifteen minutes to wash and dress for breakfast. Pay special attention to your teeth. I also encourage the use of mouthwash, as Mrs. Wellington has a terrible aversion to morning breath. She’ll scrub your mouth with baking soda and vinegar for the faintest odor.”

“Got it, Schmidty,” Lulu yelled from her bed before turning toward a morbidly depressed Madeleine. “She’s afraid of morning breath? Whatever. I’m afraid of her bald head.”

“Oh please, you have nothing to worry about. You’re her favorite.”

Inside the yellow bathroom with green accents, Lulu discovered two pajama-clad boys with half-open eyes and a dog at their feet. While barely conscious, Theo and Garrison brushed their teeth with fervor.

“What’s the dog doing in here?” Lulu asked. “And why’s he wearing pajamas?”

“Listen, all I know is I woke up snuggling him,” Theo said with a waterfall of toothpaste coming out of his mouth. “Well, actually, Macaroni was snuggling me.”

“Stop talking and start brushing,” Garrison instructed Lulu. “Hey, Maddie, you better get in here; we have to be down there in less than five minutes.”

Hearing Garrison refer to her as “Maddie” buoyed her spirits, prompting Madeleine to join the others in the bathroom. Four small faces reflected in the mirror as the sound of fast-moving bristles filled the room.

The different brushing styles clearly characterized the children’s personalities: Madeleine preferred a detailed, albeit slow, technique, cleaning each tooth front and back before continuing down the row. Lulu was more haphazard, shoving the toothbrush all around her mouth at an unproductively fast pace. In a testament to Garrison’s strength, he forcefully brushed his tongue while controlling his gag reflex. As for Theo, he reapplied toothpaste to his brush every few seconds. Apparently, he couldn’t adhere to the recommended pea-size application.

Minutes later the messily dressed foursome sat at the dining room table, listening to the crows caw eight times. With their palms awkwardly cupped over their mouths, the students attempted to smell their own breath. Unfortunately, it’s nearly impossible to experience one’s own breath.

Unsure what their second day held, a mild pulsation formed in Lulu’s left eye, the start of the twitch. She rubbed her eyes harshly, so intensely that when she opened them, spots of light interrupted her vision.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.