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Cammie walked down the winding staircase just as she had done so many times she couldn't count, into the dining hall. She looked up at the screen for the same number of times to see what language they would be speaking. Tonight it was English, plain English, and she was glad of it.
Cammie sat down and not but two seconds later Bex, Liz, and Macey plopped down next to her. All four of them started chatting, but soon realized that they would get absolutely no where if they didn't go one at a time. So they took an obvious vote and Cammie won. But Cammie wasn't supposed to say anything about her summer. Anyway, she started, "So on the first day…"
After what seemed like an hour, her Mother, the principle, climbed up to the stand and started her speech. Blah, blah blah, blah blah. Then she said the final words and the voices went up like a noisy rocket coming down. Cammie looked over to the teacher's table, and there was a familiar face. She knew it was from somewhere. No, it couldn't be or was it. She turned to look at her friends just as they did the same. At the exact same time they said the name, the same name that was their teacher, the same name that was a traitor, the same name sitting at the table right now. I was plain, but clear, "Mr. Solomon"
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