Chapter 4 part 2 The art of lip reading

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By the sub narrator

The teacher led Chloe to the classroom, as they reached the door, the teacher looked back

'Stay right here, until i signal you to come in'

Chloe took a step back

'As you say, ma'am'

The teacher walked in and left Chloe standing at the door

Chloe moved to a side window that made the whole class visible

She watched as the teacher started saying something like

'Food mourning'

Chloe wasn't the sharpest but she knew the teacher was saying her greetings rather than grieving about some random food

The teacher continued

'Today we shave a few hands for students'

Chloe shook her head, what was wrong with her, no way a teacher would cut hands for some under aged students.... Right?

The teacher motioned Chloe to come in

Chloe noticed some restless moments in the class

Chloe covered her mouth and gasped, she knew what was coming, the teacher was going to cut Chloe's hands for the experiment

She covered her ears and crumbled to the ground, how could any human be so evil, monstrous and cannabalish (Is that a word?), what will happen if her parents found about this, or even worse, her parents knew about it all along, Chloe knew she was supposed to eat her veggies herself not feed them to the cats but she straightened herself, it was for a nobel cause, every cat in this world is allowed to and supposed to eat and Chloe just added to the cause

The class room door slowly opened and the teacher walked out

'What are you ...ohhh i see..'

The teacher knelt next to the child and put a hand around her which made Chloe's skin crawl to the bone

'No need to to be scared, i will make sure it is quick'

Chloe suddered to her soul

'Eeeeeeeeeee'

She thought and out loud

'Please don't cut my hands'

The teacher was confused

'Cut your hands?'

'Don't act stupid, i know that you told the class that today you will shave a few hands for the students'

'What?'

Then the teacher realized something and she laughed out loud

'Kid, i said,'We have a new transfer student' not 'We shave a few hands for students'

Chloe looked up

'Wait...what?'

'You heard her'

Said a voice from her side

'Quite an impression on the first day'

She looked to her side to saw the same brown haired boy from the morning standing by the window and a mob of children smirking behind him

She looked down with embarrasment, then to the teacher

'Sorry, miss'

The teacher swatted her hand through the air

'Don't worry about it, it is the first time i laughed in many years'

The teacher than clapped her hands

'Students, get back to the class and we will then begin our classes'

So then the class begin




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