Sis, I don't know what it is but this town is not like home...

part 3

"Good morning class. Today we have some new students joining us, twins, actually. Come on in Genna and Genevieve," Miss Starving said as she looked to the door where the twins were waiting. The girls entered the room and tried to be their cheerful selves. "Hi, I'm Genna and this is" "Genevieve. We're identical twins" "as you can probably tell" "We moved here a couple of weeks ago from WA" "because well daddy got a new job" "so we decided to move, instead of the family splitting up" "and we really love it here" "The landscape is great" "The weather is awesome" " and the animals totally rock!" the twins told the class finishing each other's sentences as twins do" "Ooh and one thing you should know about us," Genevieve began. "Is that," Genna continued "We absolutely LOVE all animals!" they said in unison. "That's great girls," Miss Starving began. "Now, you can go sit down and we will start with the notices," she explained as she pointed to the spare desks side by side in the front row. "Ok!" they replied cheerfully. And so they did. "Hi, my name's Stella," a girl whispered to them. She sat in the row behind them. "Hi," they whispered back as the teacher called the role. "Just so you know, I HATE animals," she smirked. "Me too," "Me three," 2 girls sitting on either side of her agreed. "And brown hair, brown eyes are so NOT cool," she teased. This girl was obviously up herself and everyone followed what she said. So the girls just turned back around and tried to ignore her. But she continued; "Twins are so weird, I reckon they are from another planet!" "Oh and I hate west Australians, they think they are so cool being from the biggest state and all." Genevieve and Genna turned to each other and sighed. This was going to be a very long 6 hours.

As the twins sat down for science class, they did their special handshake. They always did it before a class started to let each other know that they would be there to catch one another if they fell. "What was that?" a boy said as they sat down. "The secret handshake of the animal dorks?!" he laughed with 5 other boys following his lead. "How does it go again," another boy added. "Stomp stomp clasp clap L for Loser!" he teased. The girls had agreed to ignore everything mean said to them. It was so hard to get their heads around though, they had been liked very much at their old school, and everyone there loved animals just like them. "Ok class," a man named Mr Miller started. "Today you will watch a demonstration of me dissecting a frog," he explained. "Saweet," "cool," "Bring it on!" were some of the many comments heard from their classmates. "Mr Miller," Genna said sticking up her hand. "My sister and I don't find it is necessary to use a real live frog in dissection," she began. "Yeah, at our old school we just looked at diagrams and did a virtual dissection on the computers," Genevieve added. "It is part of the curriculum here that we use a real once-living frog for dissection, so the students can really experience it first hand," he snapped back. Genna stuck her hand up again. "No more questions," he ordered. "We must start now," "What can we do G?" whispered Genevieve. "Nothing Gen," she replied with a sigh. "There is no use arguing, they would have already killed the frog anyway," Genna continued. But he had not yet killed the frog as he brought in the classroom in a tiny glass container a very healthy, alive looking frog. He sat it on the desk in front of him and began, "Now everyone gather round, we must start." "Oh my GOSH!" the twins said in disgust. "What is it NOW?" he asked impatiently. "You do realise that is a Fry's Chirper frog!" exclaimed Genevieve. "Yes I do," he replied. "They are listed on the vulnerable list! There aren't many left you know!" added Genna. "And your point is?" asked Mr Miller. "You are an evil man! You can't take a vulnerable species and kill it for use in dissection!" Genevieve argued. "I bet the principal doesn't like the sound of this," argued Genna. "He's the one who gave it to me," he explained. "Now you two be quiet and we will begin," he ordered. "There are many ways to end an amphibian's life, so let's vote on one class. We can do it the easy way, the hard way, the nice way or the cruel way," he spoke. "I can't believe him," Genevieve whispered to her sister. "We have to do something," Genna said, Genevieve agreeing immediately. "Ok, I have a plan. First we..." Genevieve started as Mr Miller wrote up each way of euthanizing on the board. "Mr Miller, can I please go to the bathroom?" asked Genna. "Sure, be quick though, we will wait for you to get back as this is an essential part of learning," he told her. "Thanks," she said as she walked out the door. As she walked down the hallway she looked around for a fire alarm. Once she spotted one, she checked to see that no one was watching, and then she grabbed her pocket knife out of her pocket and smashed it open, and pulled the alarm. As soon as the noise went off kids by the hundreds ran out of the classrooms, heading for the field. Genna ran back to the classroom, on the way avoiding anyone who knew her. When she got inside the classroom, she saw Genevieve was trying to open the container holding the frog. "It's locked. I can't open it," she said as she fiddled with the lock. "And I don't want to break it open because I might hurt the poor froggy." "We'll just have to take the whole container with us then," Genna said wasting no time. "Quick, we better go before they find us," Genevieve explained, helping Genna out the window with the container. Once they had gotten out, they agreed that Genna would go hide the frog in the container somewhere safe and Genevieve would go to the field. So off they went. Genevieve climbed back in the window and then ran to her teacher. "Mr Miller, Mr Miller, I can't find Genna!" she said in panic. "Calm down Genevieve, it wasn't a real fire alarm, someone just pulled a prank," he reassured her. "Oh, well that was a dumb thing to do, I mean I was sooo worried that, that..." Genevieve began but then she saw Genna running out of the building. "I'm ok. I just got stuck in the toilet, nothing major. I'm glad that the fire didn't get to me otherwise who knows what would have happened," Genna exclaimed, panting as she hugged her twin. "The fire was a prank sis, but I'm still glad you're ok," Genevieve told her. "Come on kids, back to class," ordered the teacher.