" Alice!" repeated Mrs. Prune, sternly. John raised his head up to seeMrs. Prune standing directly over him. John shrank back, intimidated. "If you ...ould be so kind as to pay attention, we would like you to readfor us, Alice."Even Mrs. Prune was doing it now! John didn't dare talk back -- no,no, not with Mrs. Prune. He sat up abruptly and began reading outloud. Mrs. Prune kept him reading for three paragraphs."Very good, Alice," commended Mrs. Prune. "Larry?" John lay his headdown on the. "Sorry? Who ..."The tiny voice spoke again. "I'm currently only as big as your fingernailand stark naked. So, if you would gather all my clothes and take them tothe restroom so I can get dressed."Now I understood, she had shrunk to a teeny tiny size and forgot toinclude her clothes in the change. I gathered up all her clothes from thefloor and made my way to the restroom. In a mostly clean stall I closedthe door and suddenly the blond girl grew back to the size she wasbefore.She was totally. .. at this particular place... “So ... you’re not from here. Are you from Europe?”“If, by Europe, you mean the landmass morning ward, across the big water, No.” They said, “I am not from here.”It was then that I noticed a separate intonation ... they were in harmony.“Where are you... ?” I started but stopped when their joined hands were raised.“There.” They said, “I am from there.”I realized I couldn’t focus on their separate joined hands. There was only one. It was blurry but I could see just. " What's so good about Mark? He's a bully." Who does he bully on?"I didn't want Ella to think I was a victim. "Uh... smaller kids. He's that sort of person. Couldn't you tell?" He seemed kinda confident and strong to me." Yeah, that's pretty much how bullies behave." Well, I don't date wusses. Mark is not a wuss. He tells me that all the other guys at school follow him. He makes heaps of money as well. I don't know how. He doesn't get it from his parents though." Maybe he's a drug dealer." I.