![]() ![]() People are always telling me to repeat myself or speak up. “It’d be a lot easier for you to look someone in the eye if you got a haircut.” He glares harder when I start pushing my hair out of my face. But when I do what he says, the windowless office seems to shrink, and I shrink along with it. That’s when you want to look away the most. ![]() I’m not sure why people want you to look at them when they’re angry with you. It has a little creature carved at the top, and I’ve heard other kids talk about it, wondering if it’s a gnome or troll or a tiny replica of Mr. ![]() The principal leans forward, two fists wrapped around his tall, twisted cane. I’m sure I’ve missed more than that, but I guess no one realized I was gone. “You’re less than a month into high school, and you’ve missed your English class six times.” Pearce says my name sharp enough to make me flinch. THERE IS A room in this school that no one knows about but me. ![]()
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