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One minute The teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone.

There.

Gone.

No 'Poof'. No flash of light. No explosion. Sam Temple was sitting in third period history class staring blankly at the blackboard, so far away in his head. In his head he was down at the beach, He and Quinn. Down at the beach with their boards yelling, bracing for the first plunge into the cold Pacific water.

For a moment he thought he had imagined it, the teacher disappearing. For a moment he thought he had slipped into a daydream.
Sam turned to Mary Terrafino, who sat just to his left.

"You saw that, right?"

Mary was staring hard at the place where the teacher had been."Um where is Mr Trentlake?'.

It was Quinn Gaither,  Sam's best, maybe only friend.

Quinn sat right behind Sam. The two favored the window seats because sometimes, if you just sit at the right angle, you could actually see a tiny sliver of sparkling water between the school buildings and home beyond. 

"He must've left", Mary said not sounding like she believed it.

Edilio, A new kid Sam found potentially interesting said,"No man. Poof".  He did a thing with his fingers that was a pretty good illustration of the concept.

Kids were staring at one another,craning their necks this way and that, giggling nervously. No one was scared. No one was crying. The whole thing seems kind of funny.

"Mr Trentlake poofed?"said Quinn, with a suppressed giggle in his voice.

"Hey", someone said,"Where is Josh?"


Heads turned to look.


"Was he here today?"


"Yes he was here. He was right here next to me". 

Sam recognized the voice. Betty. Bouncing Betty."

He just, you know, disappeared.......", Betty said.

"Just like Mr Trentlake".

The door to the hallway was opened. Every eye locked on it. Mr Trentlake was going to step in, maybe with Josh, and explain how he had pulled  off this magic trick, and then get back to talking in his excited, strained voice about the Civil War nobody cared about.

But I wasn't Mr Trentlake. It was Astrid Ellison and Jayden Walker, also know as Astrid the Genius, because she was.....well, she was a genius. And Jayden The bitch well because she was a bitch no explanation needed for it. Astrid was in all the AP classes the school had and so was Jayden their were best friends. In some subjects Jayden was taking online courses from the university and so was Astrid.

Jayden had long jet black hair that reached her mid back,and like to wear it in a pony tail or some days a messy bun.She wore a cropped top grey hoodie and ripped jean with white Nike she had beautiful, luxurious dark skin that never failed to catch Sam's eye.

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