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"The Junior class please report to the gymnasium." Coach’s voice came over the intercom and everyone looked around confused. Moving quietly John followed the crowd like so many other times before. Confusion rippled through the crowd as everyone took a seat on the bleachers. Murmurs were passing around as the principal came to the front with Finstock standing next to him. John glanced at Helen, confused. Why was Lydia’s mom not there? Actually, where were the usual suspects? John ran a hand through his hair as he listened to what Coach was saying. As soon as the words Lydia Martin left us this morning rippled through the air, a creepy silence over took the gym as John sat shocked just like everyone else in the gym.









