Midtown High (open post)
Jack had finally lost the argument with Marcia that even though Doctor Samson had cleared him for it, going to school was a waste of time. She made the arrangements for him to enroll just after the break, and so here he was. He wandered the halls of Midtown High early in the morning, trying to make sense of the schedule, or even find his locker.
This whole thing would be so much simpler if he just crawled along the ceiling; but that would tend to compromise the whole secret identity thing.
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