Chapter 19

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Dubbie and I steathily walked out of the janitor's closet. She bent backwards and her body became deformed like Mama. She crawled under the snack table and I followed her.

"Okay, Shuggs. I need you to be my spotter. If you see Mrs. Platt or any of the other teachers coming, give me a signal." Dubbie explained the situation.

Mrs. Platt was the libarian. She was very strict and known for having everyone hate her. If you talked too loud in the library, she would eat you. I'm not even joking, she would devour the high school students and they were never seen again. They disappeared forever. Except one time, a kid named Topher Shorewood came out of the teacher's lounge, looking mortified beyond beflief, with his hair messed up and cuts and bruises all over. He was babbling about a torture dungeon down some stairs behind the vending machine in the teacher's lounge, but it was probably just made up.

"Go!" Dubbie whispered before heading out from under the table.

I stood a few feet away from her, looking around for teachers.

"Hurry up, Dubbie! I see Mrs. Platt! She's gonna eat you!" I said.

Dubbie was at the very end of the flask when Mrs. Platt came up. Dubbie looked around frantically for somewhere to hide the flask before throwing it across the room.

It hit Krys in the face.

"Mrs. Platt! Krys was trying to spike the punch!" Dubbie shouted while pointing at Krys.

"What?! No! DUBBBBBIIIEE!!!" Krys screamed before getting dragged away by the Weight Training teacher, Mr. Sullivan. But everyone just calls him Sully.

"Memorable prom." Dubbie said before hoove bumping me.

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