Chapter 12 Fired
Drake came running back with a grin that nearly reached his ears, his hands flapping excitedly at his sides.
"Teacher! I found him! I found one!" he shouted, almost tripping on a rug corner as he ran toward her.
Alina chuckled, bending slightly to catch him by the shoulders before he could collide into her legs.
"Slow down, sweetheart. Where is he?"
Drake looked around dramatically, like he was about to make a grand announcement.
Then, he pointed toward the classroom’s large wooden supply cabinet near the art shelf.
"He’s in there."
Alina raised an eyebrow.
"In the cabinet?"
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Drake nodded. "He’s been hiding there since morning. He said he was the king of crayon land and can’t be disturbed unless it’s important."
Before Alina could even respond, the cabinet door suddenly BURST open with a loud bang.
"BOO!!!"
