Chapter FiveMature

First we went right, then left, then left again, then a few rights and we were with everyone else, standing outside a door that had a poster saying, “Maths Room”. There was a conversation going on a few feet away about why it was there. It’s a good job the poster’s there. You’d never guess how confused humans got, I know because I spend most days and nights watching them and studying their behaviour. That makes them sound like some sort of alien-creature (which they were to me) or some feral animal in rehabilitation.

“So,” said Zoe.

“So,” I replied.

“Do you do anything out of school?”

“I don’t know.”

“What so you mean you don’t know? Don’t know what?” she asked. Is that all humanseversay?!

“I don’t know if I do anything out of school because I’ve never been to school before.”

Never?!” she exclaimed.

I merely shook my head.

“Lucky,” whispered the boy named Lewin.

“What’s so bad about it?” I asked.

“’What’s so bad about it?’” said Zoe, mimicking me but not in a nasty way.

“Well, for starters, there are maths lessons, then English and then ICT– which isn’t too bad,” said Lewin.

“What can you do?” said Zoe.

“What?” I asked worriedly. Had they caught onto me already?

“What Zoe means is: can you do anything that’s useful in school,” said Lewin.

“Oh. Well, I can add up and solve quadratic equations and I know that the square root of pi is 1.77245385. I can read and write. I can do just about anything. Except running of course.”

They just stood there staring at me with their mouths hanging open. There were also a few others near us who were staring too. It was obvious that they had been eavesdropping.

“All without ever going to school?” said one of the girls behind Lewin.

I nodded.

“Oh, sorry! I’m Elizabeth. How do you know all that? We’ve been to school all our lives and we don’t even know that!” she said.

“I’m Evy. My mum’s a witch,” I said shrugging.

“Mine too!” said a boy from the other end of the corridor. He wasn’t making fun of me; he was just making a statement.

They thought that I meant she wasn’t very nice. But I didn’t. The boy who’d spoken was smiling at me. Well, grinning really. There was another boy next to him. The same one that seemed excited before. He glanced up and saw me looking. He smiled seductively. My heart fluttered and I looked down. I had no idea what was going on. I’ll have to ask Zoe.


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