I don't own any of this Paranorman belongs to Laika and IT belongs to Stephen King.

It was now lunch period, Norman left the lunch line with his tray of food. He heads to his normal table where his friends were already at, Norman sits down next to Neil who was shaking nervously.

Norman then asks, "Neil what's wrong?"

Salma answers Norman's question casually. "He's still freaking out over the test."

"I'm telling you I failed that test, my parents are going to freak!"

"Neil" Salma started, "Calm down!"

"Easy for you to say, you never fail any tests Salma!"

"That's because I face my valuable time with studying, instead of wasting it on fooling around."

"Wow, your such a nerd." Alvin laughed.

"That maybe true, but I do get higher grades than you." Salma replied.

Alvin looked down at his tray of food in embarrassment, Salma then turns back to Neil again. "Besides Neil if you do fail, it will teach you to be more responsible."

"Yeah, after I get grounded for a month." Neil plumps his head down onto the table, where he proceeded to let out a series of moans.

Feeling sympathy for his friend Norman gently placed a hand on his shoulder and patted it.

"Come on Neil, chin up I'm sure you did fine."

"I hope your right buddy." Neil muffled.

Norman was about to say something else, but something caught his eyes. Looking to the entrance of the cafeteria Norman saw a red balloon, it was just floating there in midair. Then as if the balloon noticed Norman looking at it, it floated left until it was out of side.

"That was weird."

"What?" Neil asked as he had now lifted up his head a little.

"I just saw this balloon."

"A balloon?" Neil asked.

"Yeah it was all red, and just floated off."

Salma: "Maybe someone brought one here."

"Who would bring a lame balloon to school?" Alvin asked.

"Could be for someone's birthday, graduation, celebration, or someone moving away?" Salma simply answered.

"Your probably right, better not make this a big deal then." Norman and his friend then went on to eating their lunch, besides Neil who was eating slowly.

The final bell of the school day rang through out the halls, and those said halls were soon filled with children who were excited to get out as they ran and talked loudly to their lockers. Teachers tried to calm them down to no anvil.

Norman takes his backpack out of his locker, he turns around and jumped as a grinning Neil ran up to him. Neil stopped in front of Norman and waves his paper around.

"NORMAN! YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT HAPPREN!"

"What happen?" Norman asked as he backed away from the excited Neil.

"I got a B, I got a B its a miracle!"

Norman smiled, "That's nice Neal."

"Yes, It may not be an A, but a B good to. This calls for a celebration, you wanna go to the hot dog place."

Norman frowns, "Sorry Neil, but I promise my dad yesterday that I rake the leafs."

"Oh that's okay Norman, I'm sure Salma and Alvin would like to come. Boy I'm still not used to saying that."

"I know what you mean Neil, I'm not used to hanging with anyone; especially Alvin. Anyway where is Salma anyway?"

"Mr. Block wanted to talk to her. Most likely about how well she did on the test."

"Yeah, anyway I should get going now."

Norman and Neil then walked towards the school exit.

In Mr. Block's classroom Salma was sitting on a chair waiting patiently for the teacher to arrive.

The door opens and Mr. Block came in, Salma greeted him. "Good afternoon Mr. Block what can I owe this meeting."

Mr. Block looked at her with a small frown on his face, "It's about your test Salma."

"Ah, I'm assuming I once again got a high grade average."

"No you didn't."

"What?" Salma looks up at him in utter confusion; Mr. Block looked back at her with a crossed look on his face, he had his arms crossed with Salma's test paper in his right hand. He then hands her the paper, "In fact you failed it!"

Salma grabbed the paper, she gasped and her eyes grew wide as she saw the big fat F across her paper.

"T-T-This must be a mistake sir! I never get an F."

Mr. Block leaned down on his desk and leaned his face close to Salma's face. "Believe it smart girl you failed!"

This was Salma's worst fear, she never failed in her life, she had been getting high grades ever since kindergarten. Hell she got them so much that her parents expected A+ on every paper, they freak when she gets a regular A or A-, so Salma knew that if they see her with an F they would send her away.

"Can I retake the test."

Mr. Block sneers at her, "Oh talking back to me now are you!"

Salma looked at him with fear present on her face. "W-w-w-what no I jus-"

"I should suspend you and tell your parents to put you in the circus!" Mr. Block eyes then turn yellow.

Salma lets out deep breaths as she looks down to the floor while holding her head in panic.

"You make a good CLOWN!"

Salma looks up at Mr. Block again, to her surprise his blue shirt had now turned into a silver suit with orange pomp pons on the chest. Mr. Block looks at her with those yellow eyes, he then grins revealing sharp teeth. Salma mouth hung open and lets out a frighten whimper.

Mr. Block lunges at her with his mouth wide open, Salma jumped and just barely got out of the way. She ran out of the classroom, and proceeded to go down the hallway. Behind her she could hear Mr. Block running after her, "GET BACK HERE YOU FAILER!"

Salma burst out of the entrance doors, runs through the yard, and then stops and turns around when she got to the gate. There at the entrance was a clown with a silver suit, orange pomp pons, orange hair, red nose, red shoes, and yellow eyes. The clown was waving at Salma while smiling at her.

"Where you going failure? Shouldn't you be getting ready for the circus life. Come join me and I'll show you how to float, you will float."

The clown then went into an evil, insane laugh. Salma only blink just for a second, and for that second the clown had completely disappeared. Salma lets out another whimper before she ran off.