Chapter 19

What the heck is that?” I yell to Spotch over the noise.

“Fire drill,” he says. Fire drill? Awesome! It looks like my secret is safe, at least for another hour. “Or maybe an actual fire,” he adds. “Who knows?”

A real fire? That could be bad. I could be seriously hurt. I could even die. We all could. But to be honest, the whole secret-being-safe thing has me pretty pumped right now.

“Okay,” Professor Plutz shouts to the class. “You know the drill. Exit the classroom calmly and in single file, and head straight to your lockers. And keep your hands to yourselves. I’m looking at you, Marvin!”

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I’ve never been through a fire drill in space before, so I stick close to Spotch as we head to our lockers. Once we get there, we put on our helmets, and Spotch attaches a cable hanging from his locker to his belt.

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“What the heck is this thing for?”