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Some days it’s just easier not to go to school at all. Adam has been slacking off lately, but today he stuck around to see his girlfriend. When Josh, who has been bullied mercilessly, brings a gun to school, the building is locked down and Adam is forced to risk everything to save himself and to find Zoe before Josh does. Adam could end up a hero, or a victim.
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L OCKDOWN
DIANE TULLSON
Lockdown
Diane Tullson
Copyright ©2008Diane Tullson
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system now known or to be invented, without permission in writing from the publisher.
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Tullson, Diane,1958Lockdown / written by Diane Tullson. (Orca soundings)
isbn 9781551439181(bound).isbn 9781551439167(pbk.)
I. Title. II. Series.
ps8589.u6055l62 2008 jc813’.6 c20079068456
First published in the United States,2008 Library of Congress Control Number:2007940712
Summary:When a gunman is seen in the school, Adam and Zoe try to make it out alive.
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Orca Book Publishers gratefully acknowledges the support for its publishing programs provided by the following agencies: the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund and the Canada Council for the Arts, and the Province of British Columbia through the BC Arts Council and the Book Publishing Tax Credit.
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C h a p t e r O n e
Science 10 is chaos. Josh’s hamster had babies. It’s Ms. Topett’s classroom hamster, but Josh comes in at lunch to clean the cage. He takes the hamster home on weekends and holidays. It may as well be Josh’s hamster. It’s weird, the way Josh bonds with that hamster, but it’s just one of many things that mark Josh as weird. For example, he always
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wears a blue shirt, the kind with buttons and a pocket. Always. He must have four or five blue shirts with buttons and a pocket. No one wears blue shirts like that. Even if they wanted to, they wouldn’t, because Josh always wears one. A blue shirt, jeans and boots—Josh always wears boots. The hamster is an experiment. The hamster’s coat is an unusual rusty red color—a genetic variation, Ms. Topett calls it. She bred the hamster with a normal amber-colored hamster to see if the young would have the darker color. We haven’t seen the babies yet. Ms. Topett says it’s too soon to disturb the nest. Right now, Ms. Topett is out of the classroom photocopying handouts. Before she left the room, Ms. Topett gave us direct orders to stay in our seats. But no one listened. Now, packed around the hamster cage, Science 10 wants to seethe baby hamsters.
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Josh stands with his hands jammed in his pockets, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Josh outweighs me and I’m no lightweight. The idiots of Science 10 like to oink when Josh walks past. Hilarious. With one large index înger, Josh shoves his glasses back up onto his nose. He says, “We have to be quiet.” A girl, Natalie, pushes me to get to the table with the hamster cage. I let her past. Everyone lets her past—Natalie has that kind of power. She whines, “I can’t see the babies.” I can’t either. The mother hamster has them hidden in a cotton-ball nest. Natalie raps the metal cage with her îngernail. To Josh she says, “Make them come out.” Josh shakes his head. “The m-mother needs quiet. It’s her îrst l-litter.” I watch Josh’s face. When he stutters, it means he’s stressed. When Josh gets stressed, he gets quiet. It reminds me of a storm, all the energy swirling in
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on itself. Once in a while Josh loses it, but it’s amazing what he puts up with. The idiots of Science 10 have made this term a living hell for Josh. Some of what they do is funny.I admit it, I’ve had a good laugh in this class. Like the time they told Josh, before class, that Ms. Topett was giving bonus marks that day for volunteers. So when Ms. Topett asked for volunteers, Josh stabbed his hand in the air to be picked. And he was. Josh ended up rolling a condom on a banana. His face went so red even his eyes îlled with blood. Later, I could make him laugh about it too. Now Natalie directs her gaze to the king of the idiots of Science 10: Chase. Chase is all talk, all the time. If there’s one good thing about the way he targets Josh, it’s that he leaves me alone. Chase slithers in front of Josh. He only comes up to Josh’s chin, but Josh steps back. Chase says, “Who made you the freaking
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hamster expert? We just want to see them.” He leans down to look right into the cage and slaps his hand on the desk. “Come on, mama. Come on out.” Josh has bright red spots on his cheeks. “You’re scaring her.” Chase tilts the cage and lets it drop down on the desk. To Josh he says, “You’re scaring it with your buggy eyes. I just want them to come out of the nest.” Josh blinks. I see him take a deep breath. Then he says, “They can’t come out. They don’t have their eyes open yet.” Natalie squeals, “Their eyes are still shut? I want to see!” She fumbles with the door in the top of the cage. “No!” Josh swats her hand fromthe cage. “Ow!” Natalie holds her hands up to her chin. She says to Chase, “He hit me, the loser.” I glance toward the door. Whereis Ms. Topett?
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Chase pushes Josh aside. To Natalie he says, “Don’t bother reaching through the door. Just take the top off the cage.” Chase releases the latches holding the cage to the tray and yanks off the cage top. Bits of cedar chips fly out ontothe desk. Josh gapes. The nest lies exposed in front of us. It is a mass of white cotton balls spun into one uff pile. Bits of cedar and chewed toilet-paper roll weave among the cotton. It amazes me how the hamster can build this house, snug, warm, quiet. Now, not so much. Chase pries the top from the cotton-ball nest. Natalie shoves in front of Chase and squeaks, “There they are!” From where I’m standing, I can just see Josh’s hamster coiled around four or îve hairless pink babies. The mother hamster looks up at us with brown bead eyes. It scrambles to its feet.
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