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17. Sneaking Into School

             “So how do you plan on getting handwriting samples from everyone at out school? We couldn’t get anything from the popular clique. They hate out guts,” May said.


            “Easy, just go into the school at night and get the key for Mr. Albertson’s room,” Emily replied.


            “That’s a good idea, but how are we going to get in the school at night?” Geoffrey asked.


            “Does everything really have to be so thought out? Why can’t we just pick the lock or improvise?” Matt questioned.


            “Who’s going to pick the lock? An adult wouldn’t do it if they knew what we were going to do.” May didn’t know her friends that well to know their secret talents.


            “I’m 98.77% sure that I can do it. My dad is a locksmith!” Brianna said, and not humbly.


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            “I almost got it. There, and I finished it in less than a minute!” Brianna was really excited. It was her first picked lock.


            Latte walked into the school building’s office. They knew what they needed, a red key with an “A” on it. That would be the only way to Mr. Albertson’s room. Well, Brianna could pick the lock, but no one really thought about it.


            “It has got to be in the secretary’s office. She has everything in there,” Matt told the group. Geoffrey opened one cabinet, and luckily, he found the key. Latte re-organized the secretary’s office so that they wouldn’t leave a trace of themselves behind.


            Mr. Albertson’s room was at the very end of the main hallway. Since it was 8:00 P.M., it seemed spooky and eerie. The short one-minute walk seemed to be a long walk to nothingness.


            “School sure looks a whole lot different. I wish I knew where that light switch was,” Emily said with a very trembling voice. Latte conquered their fears as best as possible, and began their trek, only lit by red exit signs.


            Latte reached the end and finally could put the key to some use. Matt slid the key into the lock and opened the door to yet another area of darkness.

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