002. one shoe wonder

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THE STORM CHURNED INTO A MINIATURE HURRICANE. Funnel clouds snaked toward the skywalk like the tendrils of a monster jellyfish.

Kids screamed and ran for the building. The wind snatched away their notebooks, jackets, hats, and backpacks. Jason skidded across the slick floor.

Ryoko's big bomber jacket puffed up in the wind, making her look twice the size she was, and weighed her down as she scrambled across the skywalk.

Leo lost his balance and almost toppled over the railing, but Jason grabbed his jacket and pulled him back.

"Thanks, man!" Leo yelled.

"Go, go, go!" said Coach Hedge.

Piper and Dylan were holding the doors open, herding the other kids inside.

Piper's snowboarding jacket was flapping wildly, her dark hair all in her face.

Ryoko thought she must've been freezing, but she looked calm and confident-telling the others it would be okay, encouraging them to keep moving.

Jason, Leo, Ryoko, and Coach Hedge ran toward them, but it was like running through quicksand. The wind seemed to fight them, pushing them back.

Dylan and Piper pushed one more kid inside, then lost their grip on the doors. They slammed shut, closing off the skywalk.

Piper tugged at the handles. Inside, the kids pounded on the glass, but the doors seemed to be stuck.

"Dylan, help!" Piper shouted.

Dylan just stood there with an idiotic grin, his Cowboys jersey rippling in the wind, like he was suddenly enjoying the storm.

"Sorry, Piper," he said. "I'm done helping."

He flicked his wrist, and Piper flew backward, slamming into the doors and sliding to the skywalk deck.

"Piper!" Jason tried to charge forward, but the wind was against him, and Coach Hedge pushed him back.

"Holy shit!" Ryoko yelled from beside Leo.

"Coach," Jason said, "let me go!"

"Jason, Leo, stay behind me," the coach ordered. "This is my fight. I should've known that was our monster."

"What?" Leo demanded. A rogue worksheet slapped him in the face, but he swatted it away. "What monster?"

The coach's cap blew off, and sticking up above his curly hair were two bumps—like the knots cartoon characters get when they're bonked on the head.

Coach Hedge lifted his baseball bat—but it wasn't a regular bat anymore.

Somehow it had changed into a crudely shaped tree-branch club, with twigs and leaves still attached.

 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐲╰┈➤ piper mclean Where stories live. Discover now