beauty Only Skin Deep

chapter 3

As the students dressed in there clothes stride into the cafeteria as they take there seats. As they see a black man at the table they begin to bully him. Masery crashes down from one of the schools roof small pieces land in the food. "What was that" asked a student as the lights went out and a projection of a teacher with a strong french accent appears on the table as all the chairs push in  it is with deepest pride  And greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair  As the dining room proudly presents

  plates and cutlery float threw the air  

Your lunch!"Be our guest, be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie
And we'll provide the rest
Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it's delicious
Don't believe me, ask the dishes

  The dishes spin around the skinny teacher showman.  

They can sing, they can dance
After all, miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest oui, our guest
Be our guest

  As the teacher spins around inviting the food to enter  

Beef ragout, cheese soufflé
Pie and pudding, on flambé
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining
We tell jokes, I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticksAnd it's all in perfect taste that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass
To be our guest If you're stressed
It's fine dining we suggest
Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest

Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest
Be our guest, be our guest!
Our command is your request
It's been years months since  we've had anybody here
And we're obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing

  The teacher jumping in puddles spinning a spoon like an umbrella then the teacher pops out of a dome as fireworks shoot out the top for the grand finale.  

Let us help you, we'll keep goingCourse by course, one by one
'Til you shout, "enough I'm done!"
you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let's eat up
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Please, be our guest

"Pudding?" Asked the teacher as the grade 9s laugh

Later Skye dobels up the elaborate staircase his eyes filling with resolve wanting to know why the school is falling apart and how the teachers cant see it. his pace quickens moving up the upper floor towards more steps of stairs mounting staircase on staircase he climbs higher and higher into the school he arrives at a tall set of doors he steps into a elegant dim-lit circular chamber filled with dark wood and with heavy proceeded curtains a fire is burning in the half he walks to a large 18th century painting of a married couple with a young son standing between them the canvas has been slashed with claw marks Skye looks at the faces and closely at the eyes of the young boy he cross the chamber under a dim lit chandelier lit by dozens of candles towards a makeshift bed and straw torn bits of fabric and crumbled blankets walking on the superstitious chamber he directs his gaze to a balcony lit only by the cold blue light shining in threw tall leaded windows he walks to a carved waist high pedastol gazes at a slender red rose inside of a belle jar he reaches up to touch the glass

"What are you doing here what did you do to it!" Howled a teacher "nothing" said Skye "do you realize what you could have done you could have damned us all get out of here go!" Roared the teacher Skye hurry's out of the room as the teacher brewed over the delicate flower. Down in the main hallway Nosebig and Messe were playing chess when they noticed Skye. "Skye what are you doing?" Asked Nosebig "getting out of here" yelled Skye when a teacher heard him "stop!!" Yelled the teacher as a whistle howled the doors close and locks engage as the guard dog came running as the dog went crazy running out the small door Skye followed.

Skye runs threw a frozen forest that grew in lock down mode a wolf throws back its head and howls the rest of the pack breacks into a run the wolves stand in skyes way he trys another direction but the preditors are right behinde him snaping at skyes feet skye is pushed over he bends down graps a stick. He wacks it at the wolves in turn one of them tugs on the stick with its jagged teeth and he drops it skye looks up and sees one snarling wolf about to attack as it leaps at him its thrown to one side by krett the other wolves go for him knocking him to the ground tearing at his flesh krett trows the wolves to one side like rag dolls the most furosus of the pack leaps onto krett and tears at his hairy face krett gets trace to his feet and nails the wolf to the ground krett opens his huge animal like jaws as his pointed teeth the wolves cower and scampers off krett turns toward skye with melencoly expresion kretts face and body turns human again and he slumps to the ground. Skye turns but pauses hearing kretts raspy breathing he walks toward the injured boy removing his jacket he bends down and places the jacket over him pering into the boys narled and scratched face "you have to help me you have to stand." Said skye slowly make there way back to the school