By LIZ VAN DER LAARSE
`Get out!'
Luke jumped. His marker pen clattered on Frankie's desk.
`Get out!'
He stared up at his teacher hovering above him.
`But I was just ...'
`Out!' Her finger pointed to the door. Luke kept his back straight as he walked down past rows of desks, down the stairs and
Not Even: Part 1
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