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“Goodmorning, Ms.Sonya, have you come for a visit before the assembly?” The woman at the desk asked as the duo walked into the classroom. Spoons cocked her head to the side.
“Assembly? Is it happening before class?” Spoons asked. Six tried to make herself small behind her friend as the woman approached.
“Hmpf, I assume Ms.Jessica didn’t tell your caretakers about the schedule then this morning… I’ll have a talk with her. But for now you, Ms.Sonya and your friend-” The woman started.
“Her Name is Six Woods!” Spoons introduced Six and six gave the adult a shy wave. The teacher narrowed her eyes.
“Ms.Sonya, is that another ridiculous nickname you’ve given your classmate?” The woman asked. Spoons shook her head.
“No, Ma’am, Her first name is Six, last name is Woods.” Spoons insisted. Six gave a nod.
“We’ll see about that.”
And so with that Spoons and Six were sent off to the auditorium where many children were sat and chattering, some with normal heads and others with heads cracked like bowls. Spoons scanned the scene until she noticed something. To the very right side of the auditorium was a seat with the child who wore a sheet over their head sitting on the top of the back. “Psst, cmon-” Spoons whispered and pulled Six in that direction.
Two boys, the fat one from earlier and the one with the bag head sat on a chair, while the one with a sheet over its head sat on top of the back of the back of the chair. “Lollipop, Mono, Ghost, привет!” Spoons greeted her friends.
“M-morning, Spoons!” The fat kid said.
“Hey!” The boy with the bagged head said. Meanwhile the child with a sheet over its head said nothing but pointed at Six.
“This is new friend, Six. Very quiet but very nice” Spoons introduced Six who gave a light wave. Spoons then grabbed the edge of the seat and pulled herself onto it. She then extended a hand to Six. Six took it and pulled herself onto the semi plush seat.
“Hoi! I'm Mono Mann!” The bag headed boy said and extended his hand to Six. Six took it and shook his hand. A strange, usually adult gesture that she wouldn't expect from a kid.
“I'm Lollipops!” The fat kid introduced himself, Six had had a lollipop on her sixth birthday. Three had bought it for her. Maybe This Lollipop boy would be like her favorite brother.
The kid with a sheet over their head hopped down from their spot onto the seat. They pointed at themself with their one visible arm. “I am ghost.” They introduced themself.
“So, Ms.Six, would you like to join our group for lunch?” Mono asked as he unnecessarily smoothed out his coat. Spoons shook her head.
“Where do you think she'll sit?! Other tables are overcrowded with idiots, да?” Spoons scoffed as she sat down. Six patted Spoons head in an effort to calm her down, which wasn't necessary since Spoons wasn't mad in the first place.
“Always thinking ahead, Ms.Spoons.” Mono muttered.
“Of course I am. Planning ahead guarantees success. Если бы мой отец мог этому научиться…” spoons scowled. Six sped up her patting at this. “why are you patting head?” Spoons asked and Six promptly stopped.
“you.. sound mad.” Six mumbled. Spoons shook her head and patted the space beside her prompting Six to sit down.
“маленькая мышь, not mad, most time not mad, so don't think I'm mad when I raise voice.” Spoons reassured Six and patted her head.
“Ms.Spoons just had a very… eh she's very bossy for a girl” Mono sat down on Six’s other side . “You'll get used to her correcting what you say soon enough.” He said.
“сволочь.” Spoons scowled at him as Lollipop sat down next to spoons.
“Spoons isn't Bossy! She's a nice and honest gal!” He argued. Spoons smiled at this comment.
“Lollipop has it right!” spoons agreed. This devolved into a minor argument which Six was stuck in the middle of annoyingly until Ghost sat down next to Mono.
“Assembly is about to start.” Ghost said and the group settled down.
A man walked onto the stage of the auditorium wearing a black suit. He approached a podium as a group of adults walked onto the stage behind him. “Good Morning, students of Pale City Primary School number two!” He greeted the crowd of children that was his audience. “I, as your headmaster, am pleased to see new and old faces today, arriving for a year of quality education. I will call your teachers names and you will line up- understood?” The headmaster asked and was met with a chorus of ‘yes, headmaster’. But Six, Spoons, Mono, Lollipops and Ghost stayed quiet.
And with that the names of teachers were called out, starting with the 6th years. Mono and Ghost got up when someone named Mr.Maestri was called as a teacher. Then it was the fifth year's turn, Lollipops got up when someone named Ms.Munson was called forth as a teacher, Much to Spoons’ disappointment. Then someones named Ms.Winsor, Then Spoons and Six’s teacher’s name was called out. “Students of Ms.Didasko’s class line up on the stage.” The headmaster ordered.
Spoons inhaled a sharp breath. “Come along, Six.” She ordered and hopped off the seat. Six followed suit. A crowd of children were collected before Ms.Didasko. Most stayed quiet as the teacher called out each of their names. “She’s taking attendance, when she says your name just say present” Spoons whispered. Six nodded. It seems like a practice, so Six decided she definitely would question it.
“Krov Sonya” The teachers voice called out
“Present!” Spoons chirped.
Lukeson Jenifor… Marchum Spamton… Neville Molly… Pullman Matthew… Radcliff Lucas… Thomas George… Vernon Rose…
“Wood- … Six.” The teacher finally called out Six’s name.
“Shes present!” Spoons Chirped and raised Six’s hand up high. The teacher looked at Six up and down with a disapproving look. Now after a few more childrens names were called and the teacher guided the group out of the auditorium. Out of the auditorium, into the hallway and into the classroom.
“Lets see, We’ll have boys on this side-” The teacher motioned to the side of the classroom further away from the door and closer to the windows, “and girls on this side now… now more specifically…” The teacher continued.
Six found herself sat behind a girl with pigtails that were higher than Spoons who spoons sat next to, and next to a boy with a broken bowl head who seemed to be making something with paper, and on the other side of Six was a girl with very long hair. as the Teacher went over a list of rules. Something about raising hands, only going to the bathroom once a day, something about not doodling on your papers, not bringing toys to school-
Six found most of them stupid so she tuned the rules out and instead started thinking about hunting. Last week she had stabbed a stag in the stomach by hiding in a pile of leaves. Uncle had been super surprised by that and said that he'd make her a knife from the antlers and show her how to taxidermy. First you freeze it, then you prepare a wood frame, then once you're ready you remove the skin but leave the skin alone if its-
“Ms.Six, are you paying attention?!?” The teachers shrill voice called out, waking Six from her thoughts. Six looked up from her desk to see the teacher standing over her, ruler in hand, making Six feel very very small. “Repeat to me, what is the seventh rule?” The teacher asked as she patted her hand with the ruler. Six opened her mouth and then shut it. “Well?!”
“Miss, She can't.” Spoon's voice piped up.
“What do you mean she can't?”
“Six doesn't talk, Miss. How could she repeat the seventh rule?” Spoons explained. Six let out a sigh of relief.
“Nonsense! A girl her age should be able to talk, if she's too retarded to speak then she should be sent to the mental asylum.” The teacher scoffed. Six didn't know what a mental asylum was but she didn't like the sound of it.
“She's not retarded! She's never been to school before!” Spoons argued. The teacher narrowed her eyes at this and walked over to Spoons desk.
“Ms.Sonya Krov, is that any way to speak to a teacher?” The teacher sneered. Spoons eyes widened in fear, knowing what might come. But Six? Six took this opportunity and got out of her desk, grabbed a pencil and paper from the teachers desk and scribbled something on it. Then she tugged on the teacher (who was threatening spoons)’s skirt. The teacher looked down at Six and took the note from her hand. “Do not hert my frend 7 rule = no toys” the teacher read out loud. “Your penmanship is miserable and there's several spelling mistakes, but I suppose that is the seventh rule. Ms.Sonya, we will talk during recess. Go back to your seat Ms.Six” The teacher ordered. Six complied. As Six sat down, she knew that this would be a rough time for her. A very rough time.
The teacher went to her desk and picked up a stack of papers and a handful of pencils. “Now children, I want to see how much you remembered over the summer, this worksheet is your review to do before we get your uniforms fitted.” The teacher explained as she passed out the papers and pencils. Most of the class groaned at this notion. Spoons muttered something from her desk in the strange speak she sometimes used. The teacher placed a paper on Six's desk. Six still gripped the pencil that was much to big for her. The teacher extended a hand out for the pencil. Six lifted the big pencil and was given a smaller more manageable pencil.
And the review commenced.
5×6 <- that's me 30
9×12 108
…
11. 27÷3 9
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21. 1 ⅘ × 3 5 2/5
35. How many bones are in the human body?
do not no, mor then 10 but deer have 327
What
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42. When did the second pale war end?
uncle said that it ended when he was 27
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49. Who was the first lady of the maw
why would there be a lady of mouths???
50. Who was the first broadcaster of the pale city
whats a broadcaster???
Six chewed the end of her pencil. She understood the number problems but these reading problems had her stumped. Why would she need to know how many bones are in her body? Why did it matter when the war ended?! What is the lady of the maw? What's a broadcaster?! The term Maw did strike some familiarity in the back of Six’s head. It was one or three who had said that Ma and Pa were selling her to nest to buy tickets for the maw. Six’s eyes narrowed at the memory of siting in her and fives room as One- yes it was one, Explained to her why she should leave home or else that would happen. Six pushed the memory back down to the depths of her brain. She wasn't stupid anymore.
Six looked up from her paper and at the class. Most were still working on their papers. Spoons had finished it seemed. The teacher at the front was reading a book then writing something down every so often. Six observed her classmates closer. Most of the girls had long hair, the boys had shorter hair. Six’s hair was short but not as short as the boys. Maybe that's why the teacher gave her disapproving looks. Six fiddled with the pencil. Or maybe cause Six was a ‘second hand child’ as the doctor had put it (six still didn't understand what that meant). The ticking of a clock carried on, making Six very very aware of her surroundings and body. Hair felt too soft thanks to Hunter combing it last night, the boots on her feet were too tight, the clock ticking was persistently annoying, the room had too many people, six could hear the breathing of her classmate behind her, it was much too loud. It was all too loud. Six began chewing on the inside of her cheek to try and distract from the everything.
“Ms.Six, what do you have in your mouth?” The teacher's shrill voice asked. Six looked up from her desk and shook her head. “Use your words!” The teacher ordered. Six took her pencil and wrote on the margins of the paper- ‘eeting the inside of mowth’ Six got up from her seat and marched up to the desk and held the paper up. The teacher took it. “Ms.Six, we need to have a talk, please leave the classroom.” The teacher scowled. A chorus of ooo’s rang out. Six looked at Spoons who had a pained expression.
Six inhaled sharply and walked out of the classroom into the hallway. Was the teacher going to beat her? Or would she be forced to speak when it was too scary to? Six paced back and forth across the hallway. Spoons said she would protect her but could she save Six from an adult? If she was smart as that girl in yellow then maybe.
“Ms.Six.” The teacher’s voice said, pausing Six in the middle of her pacing. “Ms.Six, could you please explain to me why you refuse to speak?” The teacher asked and pulled out a pencil and small notebook from behind her back and crouched down to Six’s level. Six crept over and took the notebook and pencil. ‘Speek = get in truble with adults unles adult is safe’ Six wrote down and showed to the teacher. “Oh, well this is a place where you are safe, Ms.Six, you won't get in trouble if you speak when spoken too.” The teacher tried to explain. Six shook her head. ‘Not home no uncle no safe’ Six scribbled down. The teacher narrowed her eyes. “Six, I’d like it if I could talk with your uncle-” The teacher started and took the notebook. She wrote something in it and gave the notebook back to Six. “Please give this note to your uncle when you get home. Can you do that?” The teacher sighed. Six nodded. “Good, you can use that notebook if you need to say anything.” The teacher explained and opened the classroom door again and ushered Six in.
At Six’s desk she inspected the notebook. It had a yellow cover with a spot to write something and a silver spiral at the top holding the pages of it together. It was about the size of Six’s torso. Some of Six’s classmates stared, especially the boy who sat next to her. So, Six stared back, twice as hard to assert dominance. This was interrupted by the teacher collecting his paper.
“Now, Children, while we wait for the office to call us for uniforms, we’ll be starting a new book, It is called Heidi” The teacher announced and walked up to the bookshelf behind her desk and pulled out a book. “It’s about a young girl who is sent to live with her grandfather, the wonderful story of a secondhand child.” The teacher introduced the story and opened the book. “Chapter one, up the mountain to alm uncle.”
The teacher began reading out loud to the class. Making it to the end of the first chapter when somebody knocked on the classroom door. In unison the students watched as the teacher opened it. It was a woman who was holding a clipboard. “Ms.Bailey , Is it time for my class to get their uniforms?” The teacher asked. The woman nodded. “Line up single file, Children, we’re going to the education services office to get your new uniforms for the year.” The teacher ordered. And so they did. Six and Spoons were at the very end of the line.
“Psst, did teacher give you that to talk?” Spoons who was behind Six whispered. Six nodded. “Did she beat you?” Six shook her head as the class made their way down a flight of stairs. Eventually they came to a stop and at the head of the line the teacher scanned her students.
“Where is Mr.Spamton?” She asked. Some murmurs of confusion rung out. Apparently one of the classmates had disappeared on the walk to the E.S office. “I’ll get him as you’re getting your uniforms” The teacher sighed and opened the door in front of her.
The class trotted into the room. A woman stood at a desk. “Ms.Didasko’s class- yes, lets see… Ms.Hargrave will take those on this list- Abbey Abagail, … Jekyll Hilda ... Lukeson Jenifor… Woods Six.”
Through acquiring a uniform, Six learned several things: She wore a size 3 when it came to clothes and was therefore considered a runt by her classmates, That the adults deemed her hair too wild, and that Jenifor Lukeson, and Hilda Jekyll, would be trouble.
“What are you? An animal? Your hair’s messy and you can’t even talk!” Jenifor taunted as she buttoned up her shirt. Jenifor was a slightly taller girl than Six, she had long black hair and creepy black eyes. Abagail stepped over, her hands on her hips.
“Shut up, Jenifor! You always whine about little things!” She scoffed. Abagail sat in front of Six in class and was the same height as Jenifor. She had short brown hair pulled up into two high pigtails. “Six isn’t an animal, she can write and read.” Abagail argued. Six nodded, opened her notebook and wrote: ‘and do math’
“But can she beat someone up?” Hilda asked. ‘I can kill a deer.’ Six scribbled. Hilda chuckled. “Oh can you?” She snickered. “TRY AND KILL-” Hila pounced on Six, resulting in a tussle that was swiftly stopped by Ms.Hargrave.
“GIRLS!” Hargrave shrieked. She had lifted Six and Hilda by the collars of their shirts.
“Hilda started it!” Abagail called out and was promptly elbowed by Jenifor to shut up.
“Hilda, you understand how unlady-like it is to beat others, unprovoked, do I need to bring you to the detention room?” Ms.Hargrave asked. This threat made hilda freeze up. Her eyes widened and she started nodding frantically.
“Yes Ma’am, Sorry Ma’am, It won’t happen again!” Hilda squeaked.
“Six, I request that you do not bring the subject of death and killing into the school building, those subjects are rather un-ladylike.” Ms.Hargrave requested. Six nodded despite not really understanding the concept of un-ladylike. Ms.Hargrave set the two back on the ground. Six picked up her notebook and readjusted her sweater. The uniform felt much too cold. The knee high socks didn’t provide much warmth and the sleeves were short so Six kept her sweater (even if Ms.Hargrave thought it was dirty).
“Now, I have your school bags with your extra uniforms in them.” Ms.Hargrave stated and walked over to the table where many backpacks were set. Ms.Hargrave handed each of the bags to the students. All of the bags were brown and made of a sturdy canvas material. Six pulled a strap over her arm. Abagail looked into her bag and pulled out a hat. Hilda had already stolen Jenifor’s bag and was being chased by the latter girl.
Ms.Hargrave ushered the group out and took a group of boys next. “Oh So милый, Six! Did Ms.Hargrave comb your hair?” Spoons asked. Six nodded. Spoons poked Six’s cheeks, causing Six to scrunch up her face. “Can I turn to braids?” Spoons offered. Six rapidly shook her head, her hair had been played with too much in the past day. “Нет? Okay.” Spoons muttered. Six opened up her notebook and scribbled down: ‘Hilda is behind you’ Spoons spinned around to see Hilda creeping up, with a booger on her finger.
“Ты грязная сука! WERE YOU GOING TO PUT THAT IN MY HAIR?!” Spoons squealed. Hilda jumped back, bumping into Jenifor who shoved Hilda off.
“Ewwww! Hilda has the booger touch!” Jenifor screeched and wiped her hands on her skirt and ran away from Hilda.
“Oh no, c'mon Six, we cannot get booger touch!” Spoons muttered as she dragged Six over to a bench. Hilda began terrorizing the other students of the class. A boy eventually was infected with the dreadful booger touch and began specifically chasing the girls of the class. Six jumped off of the bench onto a table. Looking down from the table she motioned for spoons to throw up the notebook. But due to the rapidly approaching classmates, Spoons didn't have time and just climbed up with the help of Six’s extended hand.
The booger touch boy tried to climb up too, His fingertips just barely holding on to the table ledge. Spoons walked over to him and raised her foot. “Да здравствует глаз, Ублюдок!” She declared and stomped on the boy's finger tips.
The boy dropped to the bench. It seemed like everyone in the class was watching. And then the table started shaking. Six looked over the edge to see the boy violently shaking the table leg. Six scanned the room for anywhere she could jump to. The exit was on the opposite wall, they were on the wall that led to the room with uniforms. In front of them was the main desk, about, 4children length wise away. The table was starting to tip over, and Six? Was not about to get whatever this booger touch was. And so, she made the leap of faith and jumped. But as she jumped, the door opened, and Ms.Hargrave saw a bizarre scene. Six mid jump onto a desk, Spoons sliding off the table that was being shoved over and Hilda chasing Jenifor as the rest of the class watched.
Six landed as Spoons fell to the floor, the table crashed to the ground and then, everything stopped. “What in the name of the EYE?! Are you children doing?!?” Ms Hargrave shrieked.
That's how Six, Spoons, Hilda and the boy (who's name was Jim apparently) ended up in the headmasters office.
“Sir, he was going to give us the booger touch!” Spoons explained. Six nodded furiously.
“I only had it cause Hilda decided to pick her nose like a pig!” Jim argued. That earned him a punch in the cheek from Hilda.
“And Hilda tried to put the booger in my hair!” Spoons added. Six nodded in agreement. The headmaster sighed and opened a drawer in his desk. He pulled out four folders with varying thicknesses. The first and thickest folder he held up.
“Hilda Jekyll, this is your hundredth time in my office for harassing other students. Do I need to remind you of your punishment or do you know to stay in the punishment room for the rest of the day?” The headmaster scowled.
“y.. no.. sir.” Hilda muttered. Six looked at Hildas face and saw wide eyes of terror.
“James Franko, your sixty first time here. You will be joining Ms.Hilda, for harassment and nearly damaging school property.”
“Understood.”
“Sonya Krov, this is your tenth time in my office, while I understand you were trying to avoid harm- climbing on school property and potentially damaging it is less than appreciated. You'll help clean the school this Saturday.”
Spoons nodded. “Хуй тебе.” She said. The headmaster raised an eyebrow.
“What does that mean?” He asked.
“It means, yes sir, sir.” Spoons lied.
“Now, Six Woods. This is your first day at school, now on your file it says you've never been to a school and were simply homeschooled so I understand that you'd be unfamiliar with rules but you have rules in your own home, correct?” The headmaster asked. Six scribbled down something in her notebook: ‘do not go to the feeld alone, tell uncle when I go hunt, do not drink booz, eat vegtables, wer boots in winter, only swim in summer’ She showed the note to the headmaster. “Nothing about not jumping on furniture?” He asked. Six shook her head. “I suppose, then, this behavior might be expected but it needs to be corrected. You will join Sonya in cleaning the school on Saturday.” He declared. Six nodded.
With that dealt with, Six was sent to the cafeteria while Spoons retrieved her uniform. The cafeteria was a big room with many children. Spoons had advised her to find Mono and sit with him. The shrill shrieks of the children were rather annoying so Six covered her ear with her hands. The place was like a maze almost. A maze of smell and sight and noise. Six kept her eyes peeled for a bag headed boy as she walked between tables.
“Psst, hey!” A voice said from behind Six’s ear. Six spinned around to see Mono, holding a tray of food. “Ms.Six! Would you like to join me for lunch?”He asked but before Six could nod or shake her head he had grabbed her wrist already and dragged her to a square table with two stools on each side. “Welcome to the table of the Mavericks!” Mono said as he placed his tray on the table and sat on a stool. He patted the stool next to him prompting Six to sit.
Six scanned the table, Ghost sat on the other side of mono while Lollipop boy sat a seat away from Six. They had all changed into their uniforms, at least Six assumed Ghost wore their uniform under their sheet because their arm was now covered with a white sleeve. Mono still wore his coat over his uniform, while Lollipops wore his uniform without the jacket.
“Hey, Six, how's Spoons?” Lollipops asked. Six shrugged off her school bag and acquired her notebook from it. ‘geting uniform’ she wrote. “Okay! Hopefully her nose won't bleed on it.” He mumbled.
“Just a fair warning, Six, if you get your uniform mussed up you'll have to pay a fine.” Mono warned. Six made a face of annoyance. “Yes, I know it's annoying, if the school forces us to wear something then they should pay for the lie-a bil -iteys… I think that's the word.” Mono mused.
“I don't think that's a word. You keep coming up with things that don't exist, Mono.” Lollipop commented and spooned a spoonful of vegetables in his mouth.
“It is a word! I heard my father use it!” Mono insisted. Mono looked at Six. “Are you going to get lunch, Six?” Mono asked. Six looked at the very crowded lunch line. The children there were too loud and close for her liking. Six shook her head. “You can have my bread.” he said and took the roll off his tray and sat it in front of Six. It felt like everyone at the lunch table was staring at her. The noise in the lunchroom was too loud. The school issued loafers were too tight along with the elastic of the stockings. Six needed to get out of here. Six needed to be back in her room. Six needed her duck, her music box and-
“Ms.Six? Pssst, hey…” a soft voice whispered. There was a hand stroking her back. It seemed like she had curled up into a tight ball as she normally did when she went ‘prey mode’ as uncle Hunter called it. Six looked up, Mono was right there next to her stroking her back. To the other side was Spoons, a new tissue in her nose and blood spilling down her chin. ‘When had she gotten there?’ Six wondered.
“Six…” spoons whispered and patted Six's head. “Can you point five things you see?” Spoons asked. Six pointed at the floor, the bread, Spoons, Mono and the table. “Good, now point to four things you feel.” Six touched her hair, Mono's arm, the table and Spoon's hand. (When had they started holding hands?) “three things you hear.” Six pointed to the children in the lunchroom, spoons and mono. “smell?” Six pointed to Mono’s meal and the line of blood on Spoon's face. “Taste?” At this Six took ahold of the untouched bread roll and bit into it.
Spoons was smiling now. “Feel good or bad?” She asked. Six shrugged as she un curled and nibbled on the bread. It was dry.
“My… Ms.Spoons, That's amazing!” Mono proclaimed.
“How'd you know that'd work?!” Lollipop exclaimed. Spoons shrugged and adjusted her sweater.
“I did not know it would, if Six is not seeing world, must make her see it.” Spoons explained and patted Six's head. “I must go retrieve my food.” Spoons said and got up from her spot.
“She's such a smart cookie!” Lollipop sighed as he watched Spoons walk to the lunch line. Mono scoffed at this.
“Well you only think that cause you've got a crush on her!” He scowled. Lollipop slightly blushed.
“I- I don't! She's a girl! You get cooties if you kiss girls!” Lollipop argued. Spoons walked back over to the table, tray in hand.
“Cooties are from boys not girls, конфеты” Spoons corrected as she sat down. “Besides booger touch is much more dangerous.” She added. Six nodded, even though she didn't know what it did, seeing her classmates she assumed it was the same thing as rabies, or at least something similar. Mono let out a gasp, Lollipops eyes widened. “Nearly got infected by Hilda Jekyll.” Spoons explained as she stabbed one of the pieces of meat on her plate with a fork. Mono shook his head.
“She's such a bitch.” He commented. There was a sudden gasp from nearly everyone at the table. Even ghost and Six.
“Montague Mann! You can't say that!” Lollipop whisper yelled.
“Teachers will wash mouth out with soap!” Spoons added. An audible bleh came from under Ghost's sheet. “Ghost agrees!” Spoons hissed. Mono rolled his eyes.
The rest of lunch was rather civil and when a bell rang the children were let out into the school yard. Everything was rather damp but that was fine with Six. She was used to the dampness. Her eyes scanned the concrete area, spoons was being pushed on the swings by lollipop, meanwhile Ghost and Mono seemed to be huddled over something in the flower beds that sat under the windows of the school. Six crept over to their position, using the cracks in the concrete as balance beams almost until she was close enough to see what the two were doing.
Ghost and Mono had turned over a rock, and under it, were plenty of bugs. “Ghost, Six, I know what we're gonna do today.” Mono chuckled and picked up a beetle.