Trial Darby Rupp
Trial Darby Rupp
Tick . The wizard hurled a storm of pencils at Corinne . She froze . Tock . She was racking her brain , trying to think of any information she could remember from her classes that might help her . Tick . As the sharpened No . 2 pencil points neared , finally , Corinne ducked and ran . The wizard laughed maniacally , and his cackle echoed through the hallway and into the chamber Corinne found herself in . Tock . Her heart was racing as she looked around . Tick . There was nothing but white . The room was bare , just a single desk in the middle of the blaring whiteness . No , not just a desk , a chair was also there . And the - Tock . No no no no … I need to get out , thought Corinne . Tick . There was suddenly a thump against the door Corinne was leaning on . From the other side , she heard the same crazy laughter . Tock . Eyes wide , Corinne backed away from the door . Tick . Pencils bore through the door now , their points gleaming . Tock . Corinne went to the corner of the room furthest from the door . If only there was a window she could climb through and escape . Tick . More laughter , as if the wizard knew her hopes of getting into college were abysmal . Tock . She sat down in the corner and wrapped her arms around her legs . She started to cry . Tick . The wizard was pounding on the door , rhythmic and even , loud and blaring , shaking Corinne ’ s entire world . Tock .
Corinne gasped as she jolted awake , and turned off the loud , buzzing alarm clock reading 6:30 AM . Through the darkness , she heard her father cooking breakfast in the kitchen , like he always does on these Saturdays . These Saturdays , breakfast would be absolutely full of all the brain foods science currently recommends . Across from her bed sat a calendar on her desk . Corinne didn ’ t need the light on to know what was on today ’ s date : S . A . T .
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