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Mr. Davison didn’t stop at his desk. He kept walking. Down the aisle. Past Marcus, who was now aggressively highlighting a Wikipedia article. Past Jessica, who had suddenly developed a profound interest in the color of her highlighter. Past Liam, who was actually taking notes (the traitor).

Across the room, Marcus was leaning back in his chair, eyes fixed on his screen, a tiny smirk on his face. Beside him, Jessica—who usually took notes like a Supreme Court clerk—was furiously clicking her trackpad. Her screen’s reflection showed a flash of an egg wearing a cowboy hat. Even Liam, the kid who reminded the teacher about homework, had his Chromebook tilted at a suspicious angle. shell shockers unblocked for school

He stopped right behind Leo.

Leo respawned. He grabbed the Tri-Hard (a sniper rifle shaped like a fork) and climbed to the high tower on “Cracked.” He lined up a shot on xX_Yolko_Ona_Xx, who was teabagging a fallen foe. Leo held his breath. Click. Down the aisle

Leo could feel the heat of the man’s gaze on the back of his neck. Mr. Davison leaned down, his voice a low gravel. “Leo. What citation style are you using?” Past Liam, who was actually taking notes (the traitor)