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“C’mon, Dorian, we have to go.”

“Yeah, Dorian, we have to go,” said David Harrison. His friends giggled.

Dorian muttered, “If I wanted any lip from you I’d jiggle my zipper.”

David Harrison sat there dumbfounded. His friends laughed at the remark while Clarissa and Serena were asking each other, “What did Dorian say?”

For everyone else the clever comback was too quiet for anyone to hear—except for Henry, who gave Dorian a smile.

Henry didn’t like David Harrison either.

Clutching the Spider-Man lunchbox to his chest as the men in black were leading him out into the school halfway, Dorian asked, “We’re we going?”

“You’ll see, Dorian.”

Dorian didn’t think that was much of an answer.

They went out the school’s front door, which was supposed to be locked after homeroom started.

But if these two men worked for his mother, it wouldn’t be the first time they’d done something they weren’t supposed to.

In face, they weren’t supposed to take him out of class like that. But they got Mr. Crumb to let them do it.

Dorian held the lunchbox tighter to his chest.

A big black car was parked on the street in front of the school, right under the red sign that said NO STANDING ANYTIME.

There was no ticket on the car.

DORIAN GRAY

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