𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟙

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THE POLLYWOG
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HAWKINS MIDDLE NOVEMBER 1984

The party sat in the science classroom, the familiar smell of chalk and faint chemical odors filling the air. Without Dustin's small remarks, the room felt unusually quiet and strange.

Mr Clarke was talking about a guy who had a pole go through his head and survived it. Jaime listened in, since she found this endlessly fascinating.

Although as engaging as the lesson was, her mind began to wander. Jaime turned to Mike, her eyes lingering on him. It was one of those moments where she found herself simply gazing at him, without any reason, just lost in admiration for him.

Dustin slammed open the door to the classroom, interrupting Mr Clarke's teaching.

The door burst open with a loud bang, causing everyone to jump. Dustin stumbled in, instantly drawing all eyes to him and bringing Mr. Clarke's lecture to an abrupt halt.

"I am so sorry, Mr Clarke, really, I'm so sorry. Please continue with the class. Don't mind me. Really continue, please. Thanks." Dustin says making the biggest commotion he could. Mr Clarke continued his lesson.

Dustin turns to his friends behind him, giving rushed whispers, "We have to meet. All of us. At lunch Av club,"

"Why?" Mike whispered his reply.

"I have something that you won't believe," He says as they all turn to Mr Clarke continuing to listen to the lesson. He turns to Max to tell her about coming to the AV club at lunch. She just gives him a thumbs up.
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The kids all stood in the AV club and stood around Dustin's trap he made for his ghostbusters costume. He opened it and they all looked inside. To see the gross, slimy looking slug-like thing, its skin was this lightly transparent green with a gross sheen to it.

"His name is D'Artagnan," Dustin says the group looks at him with disgust. Dustin picks it up out of the box with his hands. "Cute right?"

"Not really no," Jaime says disgustedly. Dustin rolled his eyes at her comment.

Mike looks at Dustin confused "D'Artagnan?"

"Dart for short," Dustin smiled

"And he was in your trash?" Max asked, confused

The curly-haired boy nodded. "Foraging for food," He says looking down then back up at her. "Do you want to hold him?" He says she starts saying no before giving it to her.

Max almost gagged "Oh god! He's slimy," Max cringed before handing it to Lucas.

"Ugh, he's like a living booger," he says in disgust before handing it off to Will.

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