Marjorie opened the door. There stood a tall man in a dark suit, apparently fuming with anger. He was carrying a briefcase with a label that said "St. Bertha's School for Fat Naughty Girls." He glared down at Marjorie, spittle flying from his lips as he thundered, "WHY AREN'T YOU IN SCHOOL, YOUNG LADY??!!" Marjorie gulped, not knowing what to say. The principal, for that is what he was, opened his briefcase and pulled out....
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