Chapter 8: Mr. Randals

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That was a really weird note. I wonder what it could possibly mean? But I can't just ignore it right? I should bring this home to my dad to examine. But he would probably just ignore it and tell me to go join a school club or something. I thought as I walked into room 304, Mr. Randals' room. 

"And you must be our new student, Rosalins Pevinsie?" A short man with a funny looking beard said. 

"Oh, please just call me Rosie." I said as  politely as I could without laughing.

"Ok Rosie. Now can you go sit at that empty back table."

"Ok, but aren't I supposed to have a lab partner?"

"Oh, he may or may not show up." He said as he practically showed me down the isle towards the desk. 

"Um... why wouldn't my lab partner not be here?" I asked inquistively. Mr. Randals looked up from his paper work, slightly frowned, and mumbled something that I could not quite catch because there was a loud bang coming from the hallway. Then the door opened, and was slammed closed just as quickly as it had opened. 

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