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a Biology teacher.”
She scowled at him. “I expected him to at least teach it as a theory and not all this nonsense sort of stuff as fact. The man’s a moron.”
“Keep the conversation down to a minimum, please,” their teacher, Mr. Zimmer, said, looking over at them with raised eyebrows.
“Sorry, Mr. Zimmer,” Zormna replied, blushing. Half the class’s eyes were on them. Some students whispered to each other, shaking their heads.
After their teacher had gone out of earshot, Darren said, “Well. It’s not like you can tell Mr. Zeigler the truth.” Mimicking her voice, he said, “But man didn’t come from Earth creatures. Don’t you know all people are actually from Mars?”
She glared at him again. “If you keep this up, Darren, I’m going to dump our experiment on your head.”
He chuckled to himself and watched Zormna glare at her beaker, but she was blushing because he was right.
“What next?” she asked, still flushed.
He looked at the paper. “We pull the tubes out and observe the reactions and mark the results.”
She nodded. “Ok.”
At the count of three, they jerked the newspaper tubes out of the beaker and watched the three solutions in the chemical react. The solution in the beaker immediately began to respond and fume and bubble. It changed a sharp purple before sending up a disgusting smelling cloud.
“I think you used too much sulfur,” Mr. Zimmer remarked.
Zormna and Darren glanced at it and nodded.
Looking at him, she said, “I’ll clean this up. You dump the newspapers.”
Darren nodded, waving the smoking stench out of his eyes.

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Publication Date: 04-01-2010

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