"Mary Rosenblum - Color Vision" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rosenblum Mary)a hundred times. But he thinks itтАЩs cool, so I donтАЩt care. It scares my dad,
IтАЩm not sure why. I think he worries that IтАЩm like my mother. But this doc-tor said it was just a brain thing, that IтАЩm kind of cross-wired and sound turns into color for me. But it still scares him. I liked the doctor, but his voice was a yucky, puke green color, and we moved again right after. We move a lot. Even if I donтАЩt talk about synesthesia. тАЬYou can put your books away now.тАЭ Mrs. B is staring at the clock, and her hands are kind of fluttering. тАЬWeтАЩre going to have a special visit from the new principal. Mr. Teleomara ran a very successful private school in New York and weтАЩre incredibly lucky to have him.тАЭ She pats her hair and glances at her reflection in the glass of Mr. BeasleyтАЩs aquarium. Is that lipstick? I canтАЩt believe it, but yeah, sheтАЩs smearing it on, real sneaky, with her back to us like we canтАЩt see. And she has to be a hundred years old. Well, fifty anyway. тАЬI want you on your best behavior,тАЭ she says, and pins Jeremy and me with the Death Eye. тАЬAny disturbance and weтАЩll have a quiz on fractions every single day for the next week.тАЭ Great, now everybodyтАЩs looking at us. Jeremy makes this innocent face that makes everybody laugh and I just look at my book. Trying real hard to look real well behaved. NobodyтАЩs seen the new principal. HeтАЩs supposed to be real strict and probably eats babies. You know. I keep pretending to be really into my fractions as Mrs. B goes all high-pitched and тАЬHello, class. IтАЩm delighted to meet you.тАЭ Deep voice. Silver? I blink. It kind of sparkles in the air, like glitter. Never seen that before. So I look up and heтАЩs tall and looks like a movie star, which is why the lip-stick on Mrs. B, I guess. SheтАЩs patting her hair again and smirking and her voice has this greenish tinge now. Even Mr. Beasley gets into the act, hiss-ing purple all over the place. And I look, and then I look again. HeтАЩs now got a bright blue jewel right in the center of his head and heтАЩs got human eyes, you know, with an iris and pupil. And yeah, he does not like me. Something is wrong here. тАЬAh, a reptile lover.тАЭ Mr. Beasley hisses real purple and I look back quick at my book, but itтАЩs too late. The new principal comes over to stand right next to my desk. HeтАЩs smiling, and you know what? His smile makes me think of Mr. BeasleyтАЩs. I donтАЩt think he likes me, either. |
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