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that
morning.
    “You
two are both late!”
    If
Kevin were not so breathless, he would have sighed. He really wished
he had a different homeroom teacher.
    Ms.
Vis stalked up to them, her face scrunched up in a facsimile of
outrage, her outlandish anger appearing almost comical, like some
B-budget horror movie makeup artist on drugs had gone to town.
    The
pale woman hadn’t
changed much since the last time they saw her. Her clothes remained
the same, her attitude remained the same, and she still looked like a
Twilight reject. If there was one person he hadn’t
missed during his hiatus from school, it was her.
    “Yeah.”
Kevin
tried to play the diplomat. “Sorry
about that. We, uh, got lost on the road of life.”
    Kevin
would never make a very good diplomat.
    Ms.
Vis’
face
scrunched even more, becoming almost pinched, like a pug with clamps
stuck to its face. It was also beginning to turn a rather repulsive
shade of puce.
    “Why
I never! I cannot believe that you, of all people, would arrive late
to my class, interrupt my lesson, and then have the audacity to give
me such a horrid excuse,”
Ms.
Vis hissed, her voice sounding similar to a bed of angry snakes. “I
expected something like this from Ms. Pnevma, but not from you! It
seems that…”
    And
that was about as far as Ms. Vis got before Kevin tuned her out. His
eyes scanned the crowd of students sitting at their desks. He
recognized the many faces present, even if he could not recall their
names. Over by his and Lilian’s
assigned seats, he could see Lindsay at her desk, smiling and waving
at him.
    “And
you!”
Ms.
Vis whirled on Lilian, an accusing finger pointed at the twin-tailed
vixen. “Do
not think that I am going to let you get away with corrupting my
student! I do not know what you’ve
done to pollute Mr. Swift’s
mind, but if you think I am going to let you cause the degradation of
one of my student’s
intellect, then you are sorely mistaken, young woman!”
    “I’m
sorry, but I don’t
know what you’re
talking about.”
Lilian’s
eyes glowed a bright green as she cast an enchantment on the
pale-skinned teacher. “I
have not corrupted Mr. Swift at all.”
    Ms.
Vis’
eyes
became dull and lifeless. “You
have not corrupted Mr. Swift at all…”
    “In
fact, I have been doing all I can to educate him on all of the
important issues he needs to know.”
    “You
have been educating him on important issues…”
    “Now,
you will let us sit down and continue your lesson as if we were never
late.”
    “Go
sit down. I need to continue my lesson…”
    “Oh!
And by the way…”
Ms.
Vis, who had turned around, looked back at Lilian, who waved her hand
in a vaguely mysterious fashion. “These
are not the droids you’re
looking for.”
    A
pause.
    “These
are not the droids I’m
looking for…”
    With
that, Ms. Vis turned and walked up to the front of the classroom.
    Kevin
and Lilian shared a quick grin and a high five, before making their
way over to their respective desks.
    Or
at least, they were going to, until they noticed how everyone else
was staring at them. No, not just staring at them. The other students
were giving them wide-eyed looks of incomprehensible shock, as if
they had walked into class wearing matching green spandex, orange
leg-warmers, were sporting a bowl-cut hair style, and shouting about
their “flames
of youth.”
    “That
was a terrible anime reference.”
    …
Sorry.
    “It’s
fine, but please don’t
do it again.”
    …
Okay.
    “Lilian…”
    “Come
on, Kevin.”
She
grabbed his hand and, ignoring his “who
the hell are you talking to?”
expression,
dragged him further into the classroom. “Let’s
find a seat.”
    Kevin
shook his head in a resigned manner as he and Lilian sat down. He
greeted Lindsay, who appeared both amused and annoyed for some
reason, and then turned to Ms. Vis as she lectured the class on
Differential Equations.
    ***
    Unlike
most of the students who attended Desert Cactus High School,