Chapter 5:Hector

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"Now, what can I say about Hector? Well, he had brown hair, and green eyes. He wasn't very tall. He was a pain.

He ALWAYS had something to say. Once, we were studying rocks in science and Matilda answered a very difficult question.

"How are sedimentary rocks formed?" I asked.

"Well, first..." God, she was mentally gifted all right.

After she answered my question-correctly, of course- Hector thought something up.

"A learning point!" He said.

"You're right!" I answered. He seemed surprised at my generosity. And he wanted to take advantage of it, naturally.

"And me too!" He claimed.

The whole class burst out laughing. I couldn't let him get away with this.

"And a learning sanction for Hector! Yaay!"

As the class fell silent I grinned triumphantly. Then Miranda spoke.

"But why? Poor Hector..."

"You should shut up unless you want one!" I shouted.

"Nono, sorry sorry..."

"You better be."

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