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Jack's steps echoed down the locker-lined hallway. Doors whisked shut as he passed. He caught snippets as the doors closed: Welcome back for a new school year; hope everyone had a nice summer; please turn to page whatever. He had been in one of those classrooms, bored out of his mind and doodling pentagrams onto the front of his spiral notebook.... He wished he still were.When he shoved the door to the guidance counsellors’ suite of offices, it bounced off the door stop and startled the attendance secretary Mrs. Young. Jack marched past the scowling secretary to Mr. Barnes’s office. He raised his hand to knock, but it opened before his fist could fall. Mr. Barnes greeted him with an already weary smile. "Welcome back, Jack."Jack put his fist on his hip. “Who gets called to the guidance office on the first day of freaking school?”Mr. Barnes’s smile didn’t falter as he held the door open for him. He rolled his eyes and ducked by him.From behind the desk, a disembodied female voice said, “I’m so sorry, Jack. I tried to stop him from summoning you. I hid his pass pad. I made all of his pens leak... I even banged his knees with the desk drawers. I can’t believe he had the office secretary call you over the P.A. system. Whatever happened to student confidentiality?”