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- Maybe
brainy Morgan could help. He looked at the girl of his dreams,
and her big brown eyes gazed right back. She looked sad. No,
that wasn't it. She looked sympathetic. She felt sorry for him.
Heck, he didn't want anyone feeling sorry for him!
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- For the
first time in his entire life, Collin wished he had studied
his science.
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- "I
can't wait much longer, Collin," Mrs. Lee said. Her voice
was much louder now. She was standing right next to his desk.
He could hear her tapping the toe of her shoe on the floor.
And he saw her two evil eyes when he looked in her face.
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- Collin
swallowed hard. "I don't know the answer," he finally
admitted.
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- Mrs. Lee
shook her head. "Does anyone else know the answer?"
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- Morgan
slowly raised her hand. "I do," she said quietly.
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Of
course she knew the answer, Collin thought. Morgan always knew
the answers. Morgan always paid attention in class and got great
grades, too. Well, science was boring and learning all that
stuff wasn't the least bit important. Why should he care about
moving energy or thermodynamics or why his town was named Kinetic?
He was an athlete, after all, and science didn't have a thing
to do with jumping higher, running faster, or hitting the ball
harder.
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- In Collin's
mind, science was better off ignored, and Collin could ignore
people or school work better than anyone!
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- So, he
looked right past Mrs. Lee who was lecturing about something
unimportant, past his sister who was writing another note, past
Morgan who was concentrating on every one of Mrs. Lee's words,
and stared through the window that looked out across the cornfields
of Kinetic, California.
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- The cornfields
were gone.
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- The lamp
posts were gone.
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- The big
yellow school bus
that was always parked outside was missing, too.
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All
Collin saw was darkness.
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- He swallowed
hard.
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- Again.
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