Ritchie was frantic. What the hell was going on!? His science and math teacher had just been talking about him and by the sound of things he doubted it was good. He’ll be one of us soon enough! What was that supposed to mean? This was not good.
Ritchie hurried inside after making sure both teachers had left him and he rushed back to his room to get his notebook. He jotted down what he had just heard and wrote, “what does it all mean!?” at the bottom. A voice came from the doorway.
“Hey!” It was hushed and urgent, much like the voices Ritchie had just heard coming from Mrs. Vortex and Mr. Harmon. Ritchie dropped his pen and shoved his notebook under his pillow.
“Yes?” he answered, voice shaking slightly. The group leader, Maria poked her head in the door. The glanced around nervously.
“Come with me,” she said and started off down the corridor.

Yay! this is the 50th ficlet in this series! Party!