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Mandy
acknowledged.
    “Well, I think the only reason she ever is
around you two is because of me.” Simon said to her, instantly
regretting the words which could have been interpreted as
offensive, even though he didn’t mean anything by them. “Don’t take
what I said the wrong way. I like you guys.”
    “I take it as a compliment.” Mandy said and
Simon smiled, wiping his brow with his hand as if he’d just dodged
a bullet.
    “You guys are a bit ‘over her head’. She
really is pretty thick.” Simon said with a chuckle. Mandy laughed
along with him.
    “We know.”
    “So what time are you going up there?” Simon
asked. “It would have to be when the classroom is still open and
before they lock up the school.”
    “We’d also have to go when the teacher isn’t
around.” Mandy thought.
    “Ms. Hastings always sneaks off for a smoke
break after school for about ten minutes. At least, that’s what
I’ve been told. She apparently does that before class as well.”
Simon said.
    “Gross.” Mandy said as she wrinkled her nose.
She was very sensitive to cigarette smoke and it was bad enough
when a smoker came up next to her because she could smell it on
their clothes and it made her sneeze. Thankfully, her state passed
a bill prohibiting it in buildings, because otherwise many of the
places she’d like to go to were inaccessible. After only an hour
her throat would start to hurt and her eyes water. At least Mandy
was in the second row in class.
    “I bet Sasha can smell her from the front of
the classroom. I’m surprised she didn’t say anything about it.”
Simon said. Mandy bit her lip as she had to remember not to
disclose Sasha’s secret.
    “I think she had other stuff on her mind
then.” Mandy told him, shrugging her shoulders.
    “The door?” Simon edged.
    “There was something that bothered her about
it. I don’t want to go into detail, but it’s the reason why she
wants to investigate.” Mandy mentioned. Before Simon could speak
further, the whistle to start soccer practice was blown.
    “Well I gotta go.” Simon said to her.
    “See you tomorrow?”
    “Yes.” he told her.
    “I guess I’ll try and track down Kendra
before class tomorrow.” Mandy said to Simon as he started to jog
towards the coach.
    “Good.” he called back.

CHAPTER 8

    Sasha shifted uncomfortably as they stood in
the attic classroom after class the next day. Kendra didn’t make a
big deal out of it, and Mandy was a bit upset that she wasn’t more
appreciative. Kendra was that way, thinking she was entitled.
    “All ready?” Mandy asked as they neared the
door.
    “Yes.” Sasha responded, along with Simon and
Kendra. In all actuality, Sasha really wasn’t. She was anxious and
wanted to be far from the figures outlining the door. It was like
standing next to ghosts. Her arms started to tingle with freshly
laid goosebumps.
    “Nervous?” Mandy wondered, although the
question was directed only to Sasha.
    “Why would I be nervous?” Sasha asked.
    “Can we just get it over with already?”
Kendra whined impatiently, hands on her hips.
    “I’m going to go first.” Sasha said, almost
demanding.
    “I should go first.” Simon said, noticing a
bit of hesitation in Sasha’s voice. “In case something happens. I’m
not scared of it.”
    “Who said anyone was scared of it?” Sasha
asked curiously.
    “I didn’t say anything.” Mandy stated as
Sasha glared her way.
    “What are you mumbling about?” Kendra asked.
They all ignored her and carried on their conversation as though
she hadn’t said anything at all.
    “Okay here goes.” Simon said as his arm
stretched out to grab the door handle. As he turned and pulled, the
old wooden door creaked eerily. He peeked inside. “There’s
absolutely nothing there. It’s just a closet.”
    “Well that was uneventful.” Kendra said with
a long and dramatic huff.
    Simon closed the door and continued, “Good
place for storing my cleats though. The locker room gets