~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Jory spotted the Professor waving at the arriving students to get their attention. He left his bag where she had indicated and went over to join her, rocket in hand.
As he did, he took in the devices on the ground around the Courtyard. "Rocket launchers, maybe,'' he said to himself as he reached the Wishing Fountain. The boy waited patiently for the rest of the class so the class could resume.
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