Jeffrey sized up the kid. He had glasses with huge lenses, a short height, a comparatively large midsection, and two teeth that stuck down from his upper lip like twin icicles. He looked like a fat, nerdy rabbit. Jeffrey scoffed in derision. “You, help me? Okay, you can help me by keeping youw mouth shut and youw nose out of my business!”
The rabbit made to leave. “That’s fine. If you don’t want me to tell you how you can escape from school without anyone scolding you, I’ll just leave you alone.”
Jeffrey pulled him back to his locker. “Now, hold on just a minute. How could you possibly know a way to get out of school without getting in twouble?”
“It’s easy. All you have to do is get sick.”
Jeffrey mentally rolled his eyes. “Oh, is that all. Do you happen to know anyone awound with the flu? I’ll go catch it weal fast!”
“You don’t have to actually get sick. All you have to do is look like it.”
This made Jeffrey pause. He thought about it for a minute. That actually wasn’t too bad of an idea. This kid was smart. Not as smart as he was, of course, but he had his own brand of intelligence. Maybe Jeffrey needed a new aide. This kid would have been far from his first choice, but beggars can’t be choosers. He decided to give him a chance to prove himself. “Maybe you’ve got something thewe. What’s youw name?” Jeffrey asked.
“Bradley!” the kid told him eagerly.