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Chapter 9:- Detention, don't make me laugh
Detention at Harlborough High was not designed
with me in mind.
It's not very taxing
for a girl with magical abilities
to clap all the chalk out of erasers.
Or to scrub a blackboard clean.
Content that I could spend the
rest of my lunch break
designing villages for Solarian visitors,
I walked into my assigned room.
And walked into someone.
Detention at Harlborough High was not designed
with me in mind.
It's not very taxing
for a girl with magical abilities
to clap all the chalk out of erasers.
Or to scrub a blackboard clean.
Content that I could spend the
rest of my lunch break
designing villages for Solarian visitors,
I walked into my assigned room.
And walked into someone.
