Griffins... by Hope Fu ...continued
Chapter 3
At Scott’s house they all had turns to talk about a chosen topic; tonight was Scott’s mom’s turn. Emma Griffin Blade was a patient woman who only really despised going shopping.
“I can’t believe my own son would splash paint on the guide of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, lied about it, blamed another student, and on top of it all, forged my signature on the sign up slip to go on a field trip just to ruin a work of art!”
As you can see, Mr.Conn was a great exaggerator .
Holly’s luck was no better. At her house there was only one topic- what the punishment should be for whoever did something wrong. Therefore, when nobody did anything wrong, the only sound in the house was absolutely silence. Before you say that is unusual, the Seman family went back to The Dark Times. It had been a very old tradition in their family.
Don’t ask why. I have no idea.
Both of their punishments were the following: A month of grounding, no screen for a year (not that they used any either.) , and the worst-- writing an apology to Mr. Conn.... for something they hadn’t done.
At night, Scott could not help feeling more than a just a bit ....worried. He also wasn’t able to dwell on Holly, who had not only gotten a bad grade, but had also won a terrible reputation.
Chapter 4
The next day, their apologies were given, and as an added punishment, they had to read them aloud, which caused an uproar and soon they found themselves not in school but a 5-days-a-week prison.
For example, during lunch they got pelted with all the nasty smelly leftovers from the bag lunches. And, during recess, well, let’s just say that they were sent to the nurse's office more than once.
The only bright side of this affair was that Holly and Scott were now bonded together against Mr. Conn and as a team, they managed an accomplishment - against the crude and lying man, of course. The first one happened like this :
“We need to counterattack.”
Those words were the first spark to the great mission that they soon hoped to accomplish. You must remember that Scott was only 13 and Holly was 12 at that time and it must be hard to attack a full-grown adult when one is that age.
The Accomplishment:
“Meet me at the treehouse at 4:00 am.” ( Yes, am , the treehouse was secret so, they had to sneak there in the morning.) At 4 am , they snuck into the old fort and took their places next to the fire.
“ Do you have a plan?” asked Scott.
“No, but we’ll think of something,” answered Holly.
They sat there gazing around thinking of a way to strike against the venomous teacher and not be found.
The room they were sitting in was well furnished- but by no means opulent, though there were some neat gadgets they had made themselves. There was a large shelf that had been fashioned by Scott( who was not a bad carpenter) which had many things on it including a sling shot, some rocks, a copy of My Side of the Mountain, in which they earned how to make fires, collect the food in the house (which was in a cupboard which also made by Scott )and how to fashion furniture. The rest of the shelf was occupied with Holly’s electronic devices which she had made. There was a safe which you had to whisper the password for it to open (which had a map of the town inside it) and a detector, which you whispered what you wanted to find it would begin an automatic search for it.
Scott thought of all the things that had happened in Matilda and wondered if what had happened to the parents would be an idea.
Holly thought of what had happened in Series of Unfortunate Events, and thought of what Violet, Klaus, and Sunny had done.
At last, after several, long minutes, they devised a plan. They went home and prepared for what they were going to do. After that, Scott went to bed and suddenly, an old man slaughtering a griffin and a hippogryph came into view.
“I shall demolish all the magical scum in the world!” he screamed.
Then Scott awoke. With sweat popping out of his head, he got up to begin the day of triumph.
He got up early, so he could prepare. He went to school early, and got out a screwdriver. Holly was waiting for him with a map of the school. Their school, which went from preschool to 12th grade, was rather large and they did not trust themselves to get lost in it.
The different rooms all had number plates and they were all attached with screws. They took the plate number 33 and went to room 8 and switched them around. Room 8, was one of the homerooms of the twelfth graders, and Mr. Conn had no business in that room.
As the twelfth graders came, the seventh graders heard a sound of yelling, as the twelvth grade teacher looked around wildly for his coffee yelling about secretaries that were not worth their pay.
Suddenly, the window burst open, and the old man Scott had seen in his dream came in through the large window riding on a-
“Holly , it’s a griffin!” And it was.. and a large one it was. So large it could carried away all of the people in the class, and it had suddenly turned to Holly and Scott, zoomed toward them and grabbed both of them but somehow noone seemed to have noticed the griffin, though some people were wondering why the most unpopular people in the school were flying through the air. But they weren’t bothered because after all they were the most unpopular kids in the school.
The old man cackled as they flew through the now rather-battered window.
“I shall have all the griffins in my control now!” I think you know who said that.
Soon, Holly and Scott were flying through the sky, and they were nowhere near anywhere they had seen or learned about, so they had no real way of knowing where they were or if it was possible, then they were going back in time- and to who know’s where in time…
