Alessia in Atlantis The Forbidden Vial by Nathalie Laine
Alessia slipped her hand into Mr. McCrum’s satchel, fumbled around until she felt three prongs, and snatched back her cherished fork. “Hey, what are you doing back there?” Mr. McCrum called out when he saw her behind his desk. “Just looking at this ‘Rules of Poetry’ poster. Sonnets, haikus, cinquains… fascinating,” Alessia fibbed. “Alright, class is starting. Back to your seats – all of you,” he groaned. Alessia hid her fork up her sleeve (thankful that this was Scotland, and it was long-sleeve weather in early September) and went to her desk. It wasn’t ideal to start the year at her new boarding school by lying and stealing from her teacher. But then, it wasn’t ideal that Mr. McCrum was a completely unreasonable teacher.