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Capítulo XXXVII- Máquina Radiografía
"I'm so glad school's over! Ms. Thistle talked for an hour in history. I mean, she's 90. Should she really be wasting all that breath?" Bree said as she, Adam, Chase, and Patience walked down the stairs.
Patience agreed, "Yeah, you would think it'd be great because she spoke all period but she spoke very slow."
The four stopped at the bottom of the staircase. A single file line of students extended throughout the hall as the lunch ladies scanned their belongings and did a whole body search. "What's all this?" Chase asked.
"Listen up, frogspawn! Security check. Put all metal objects in the bucket then proceed to the wands for a more thorough search," Perry announced, collecting the student's phones.
Bree's hands rested on her hip, "Principal Perry, what's going on?"
"Somebody's been stealing laptops from the computer lab so I'm gonna bust the perp. Or perps," she eyed the four teens. "Bottom line, nobody leaves this school without going through those metal detectors. And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to sort through your loose change and have a little heart to heart with the vending machine."
Bree pulled Adam, Chase, and Patience away from the lunch ladys' earshot. "Guys, we cannot get wanded. Those things will go off like crazy when they detect our bionics."
"Well, what are we going to do? She's totally going to bust us," Chase whispered.
"Bust you for what? What are you hiding little bo peep?" Perry snuck behind them.
Patience nervously smiled, "Pff, what. We aren't doing anything, we're just four normal teenagers."
"Then why are you so fidgety?" Perry challenged.
Bree grasped Patience's arm, "Sorry, she gets nervous. We aren't hiding anything."
"Well," Adam pointed at Chase, "he does have an unusually large birthmark on his left hip. If you stare at it long enough, it kind of looks like Justin Bieber." Chase smacked Adam's chest to keep him quiet.
"No way, really?" Patience asked smiling. Chase's cheeks heated up, turning away from her.
Principal Perry rolled her eyes. "Let's go," she took Chase by the forearm to the lunch ladies. "Empty your pockets."
"Principal Perry, I-"
"Comply, perp," she yelled at Chase. "Wand him." The lunch ladies gradually scanned Chase from bottom to top. The device beeped loudly at the back of Chase's neck, detecting his bionic chip. "Well, what do you know, we got one. Flank him, girls, the little ones always put up a fight!"
