Aw man, this sucks! Benjamin slapped his forehead in frustration.
And he worked so hard on getting that blasted soda from the vending machine too! Why didn’t it occur to him earlier to check for the wand? Benjamin should have, at least, had a Plan B before this.
But before he realized it, the door to the Principal’s office creaked open. He hurried back to his wall crevice to avoid getting caught by her. The Principal exited the room and noticed the drink on the floor.
“Hmm, I wonder why this is out and about…” She sighed with a smile. “Oh well, guess it’s mine now.” She said as she walked over to pick it up. “Though I should hurry to the bathroom before drinking this. It’d be awful if someone were to break into my office.” She mumbled to herself as she walked in the bathroom's direction. Benjamin snuck over to the room at a breakneck pace.
As he entered the room, the principal’s footsteps grew weaker, he could not believe what had happened. His plan worked. He made it! But he had no time to relax, for this was the start of his newly awaited scheme!
Benjamin turned to find a computer on her desk. He reached over and got the screen working. Hopefully, he’d be able to find Isabelle’s locker before the Principal returned.
Alright, time to find out what I’ve been missing!
Looking at the screen, it appeared to have multiple small icons with arrows next to them. Frankly, Benjamin wasn’t so sure as to which was the one to click, especially since he can’t waste time.
Scanning with his eyes over the names and what the icons depicted, he moved the mouse over to where a particular letter that was separate from the other symbols and clicked it a bunch of times.
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A large window opened, which made him jump from the seat, but was more surprised to see what he saw on the website. It had a plethora of weird information on the front and side of the main screen. Benjamin scrolled down until something piqued his interest: Locker Intel.
He rapidly clicked on it until the screen froze. Benjamin shook the computer and searched for a way to make it work faster. Eventually, he gave up and waited until the screen fixed itself and showed a password mechanic.
It took a while for Benjamin to crack the code, as he guessed, until he got it right by pure chance.
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Back inside the classrooms, Isabelle whispered what she knew, how she and the strange boy met, and all the complicated stuff surrounding it. Isabelle pressed against the door to listen in and see if anyone was nearby.
It seemed like no one was there, not yet, anyway. Isabelle walked over to the teacher’s desk and cleared some things out of her way to make room for her laptop and the shiny object.
“Alright, now to see how this thing works,” She said while placing her stuff down on the desk to inspect.
“Do you need some help with that?” Nicholas asked while raising his hand.
“No thanks, I’m good.” She replied. “But observe your surroundings for anything suspicious.”
Isabelle placed the crystal sphere to the side and tried looking it up online to analyze whatever she could find. Nicholas waited in his seat; he slid beside the door to listen in on anyone that came by.
She couldn’t find much regarding the purpose of the orb, so Isabelle picked it up and gazed at it through her glasses. What is it about this object that intrigued the magician so much that he’d steal it back from her? Could there be a clue to the texture, size, and color?
As she placed it back down on the desk to take notes, an electric surge came through, causing the computer to crash and shut itself with the sphere inside.
Nicholas got up from his seat and jolted over to where Isabelle was, who backed up from the desk in shock at first but then reached over to open it up, though it seemed to work with no sphere in sight. It was gone, and so was her save data.