Jenny Simon had to search all through the supply closet before she finally dug out the history book.
"Here it is!" Jenny cried. Without a word Stan Marsh got up and took it from her.
"I'll bring it up" he declared softly.
"Okay" Jenny replied.
Stan's stomach felt queasy, with those vinegary potato chips on top of the soda on top of the candy bar.
Maybe a walk would help settle it down before he could get a hot meal at lunch.
Usually Stan got a special feeling, a peculiar kind of airliness, whenever he left a classroom to walk in the halls.
Stan loved those few minutes when you could go on your own to the bathroom. Those were the only moments in the whole school day when he actually felt free. Unseen.
He always made a point of walking slowly, trying to make those few moments of school freedom last as long as possible.
But today leaving the class was different. He left a classroom where no teacher was watching and went out into the halls where a teacher might see him. it felt strange and he walked faster than usual to Mrs. Kiefer's classroom.
He knocked. Mrs. Kiefer was standing at the blackboard.
"Here" he said, handing her the history text book.
"Tell Mr. Garrison thank you" Mrs. Kiefer smiled. She was a thin women with a pasty complexion, and she didn't look particularly happy. He was glad he had Mr. Garrison for a teacher, even though he was... you know.
Stan nodded.
"Oh, that's right, he's out today, isn't he? Well, thank your sub"
"Okay" Stan mumbled as he edged towards the door. On the way out he spotted Tammy Nelson waving like a maniac from the back of the classroom.
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Flying Solo {Completed}
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