I clutched my piccolo case to my chest and watched as Peter’s pale face began to turn red. So here it was, the first day back from spring vacation-we hadn’t even gone into the school yet-and I could tell by the look on Duncan Dougal’s face that the spring fight season was about to begin.
But Duncan takes Peter’s reading as a personal insult. That doesn’t seem like too much to ask to me. Heck, the only thing he really wants is to be left alone so he can read whatever book he has his nose stuck in at the moment.
Otherwise why would he spend so much of his time picking on a kid like Peter Thompson? Peter never bothers anyone. I mean, something must have made him decide to spend his life making other people miserable. Sometimes I wonder if Duncan’s mother dropped him on his head when he was a baby. But I also knew that if he tried, Duncan would cream him. I could see that he wanted to grab the book back from Duncan. Why do you read so much? Don’t you know how to watch TV? Hey, Geekoid! yelled Duncan Dougal as he snatched Peter Thompson’s book out of his hand. CHAPTER ONE Missing-One Sixth-Grade Teacher
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