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Ashcroft High school.
8.00 a.m. Monday morning. My first day. Eek.
Mrs Baldwin, my new form teacher, is the first person I meet. She comes sweeping down a corridor towards me and Dad, and I don't mind telling you that the first sight of her scares me half to death. Her chin is so pointy it reminds me of the wicked witch of the west.
Striding up, she ignores Dad completely for a second and peers hard into my eyes. Then, whatever she sees there, her faces softens completely, and she says in the most welcoming voice I’ve ever heard from a teacher ...
Hope you enjoy this story starter... it's from my latest novel out next year ! - Cliff McNish
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