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fry_sandhuThe most important thing to do, when trapped on the roof of your school, is not to panic.
Fry digs into his inside pocket and consults his book of rules and guidelines, which do not cover this specific scenario. They suggest that in an emergency he calls Mum or Dad or 999. However, Fry at this moment in time would rather none of those people know that he's on the roof. It would be better to get off the roof.
He lies down flat and crawls over to the nearest edge. The school has a ground floor and a first floor, so it's too tall to just jump off, and he knows that. But maybe there's a fire escape or something. He looks around; but the fire escape is not something he can easily drop down onto either.
He gets out his phone. He wishes he'd actually asked some of his classmates for their number. They're all filing into the dining hall now for lunch break, and because he only left fifteen minutes before the end of the class, he suspects that people might assume he's gone straight to lunch.
And then he realises it's worse than that. Sometimes he takes his lunch and eats it in the kitchen on his own, because the dining hall is too noisy. So his friends might not notice he's gone right away.
Maybe he can climb back down the way he came up. He crawls back over to the miniature door he climbed out of, and tries the handle. But it doesn't turn. Hm. Maybe it's burglar-proof. Then he realises it's not a real door, so much as a vent, and you're probably not supposed to actually go through it.
He's starting to panic a little bit now. He wants his lunch, and it's colder up here than he expected.
***
It's not until the end of lunch break, when everyone returns to class, that Mr Magnesium-Fitzgerald notices that Fry is missing. He frowns slightly, then begins to make some enquiries.
"Anyone seen Fry?"
Noah puts his hand up. "Mr Mags, I last saw him when he went to calm down at the end of the last lesson."
"All right, and he goes to the fish tank?" Mr Mags asks.
"Usually." Teddy says. "Or he goes to the bathroom and watches the tap run."
Ben sniggers from the table behind. Teddy and Noah shoot him a glare.
"It's not normal for Fry not to come back at the start of the next class." Kasha says. "Fry follows timetables very strictly."
"He'll have gone somewhere quiet." Tommy says.
"I didn't see him at lunch."
"I don't remember seeing him in the playground."
Mr Mags tells them to get out their reading books and read, then goes across the corridor to Mr Irons' room.
Back in the classroom, there is a lot of noise. Ben, Jamal and Zack are making sarcastic remarks about Fry's absence. Suddenly, Teddy stands up.
"SHAME ON YOU!" he yells at Ben's table. Everyone goes quiet. Teddy glares at the whole class. "Shame on all of you! Fry has been in this class since he was four years old, he's one of us. You all knew you were being too noisy, you knew it was upsetting him, and you all carried on! Even the new kids knew, and if they didn't, we should have stopped them."
"It wasn't a rule." Ben says.
Teddy goes over to the rules board and writes 'Don't be noisy' on it.
"Now it is. And now we have to find Fry. So you lot start looking in cupboards, and me and Noah'll go down the corridor."
Teddy goes off down the corridor with Noah, looking in cupboards. Joram gets up and follows them.
"Watch." Joram says, after a minute.
"Watch what?" Noah asks.
Joram points to his wrist.
"Oh yes!" Teddy says. "Fry wears a watch with a tracker on it."
***
In the other corridor, Mr Irons and Mr Mags have come to the same conclusion. Since Mr Irons has been Fry's special education teacher for a few years, Mum and Dad have installed the app that tracks Fry on his phone, in case of emergencies.
"It appears he's still in the building." Mr Irons says. "Unless he's taken the watch off."
"How accurate is this?" Mr Mags asks.
"In good GPS conditions, it'll track him to the nearest metre."
"So he's right here. Or on the floor above." Mr Mags says.
They look in the cupboards, then go up to the first floor and look there. No sign of him.
"What's this thing here?" Mr Mags asks, knocking on part of the wall that sticks out towards them.
"Vent." Mr Irons says. "There's no opening on this floor."
"Mr Magnesium-Fitzgerald!" Teddy comes running up. "We've found Fry."
"Oh well done, where is he?" Mr Mags asks.
"On the roof." Noah says. "We looked for him behind the school and he peeped over and waved."
"Noah, please go and get the head." Mr Irons says, as he and Mr Mags rush out back and climb up the fire escape. "Fry, do not move, we're coming to get you."
Fry peeps over.
"I didn't mean to get up here." He says.
"Don't worry about that." Mr Mags says, taking his shoes off and shimmying up the drainpipe.
"Magnus, wait for the fire brigade!" Mr Irons hisses. Then, on second thoughts, tries to climb up after him.
"Whoops, careful." Mr Mags says, reaching down from the top of the roof to help Mr Irons get on. "Why are you coming up?"
"I was worried you might startle him." Mr Irons says. "Are you okay, Fry?"
"I'm in a lot of trouble, aren't I?" Fry says, shivering.
Mr Irons takes off his jacket and puts it round him.
"I think we'll decide if you're in trouble when we're all safely on the ground." he says.
"Fry, why did you take off?" Mr Mags asks.
"Because you said I could leave the class at any time if I needed a time out." Fry says. "And I couldn't go to the fish tank so I looked for a quiet place, and then I climbed the ladder into the vent and I got stuck."
"Did you know it was wrong to climb into vents?" Mr Irons asks.
"I never heard a rule about it." Fry says.
"Okay. You must not climb into vents." Mr Irons says.
Mr Mags stares at him. "Isn't that sort of obvious?"
"No, Magnus, it's not obvious to him." Mr Irons says. "I know you like the kids to make their own rules in your class, but Fry needs more structure than that. And if the whole class votes to be noisy, he can't just accept that, any more than if the whole class voted to eat peanuts but one person had an allergy."
Mr Mags nods.
"Hey, I'm sorry man." he says to Fry. "I'll give your classmates more help with the rule-making, okay?" He smiles slightly. "Well, assuming I'm not fired."
"You might get fired?" Fry asks, watching as the fire engine comes up the road towards the school.
"Maybe. Hopefully not." Mr Mags says. "There's so much I want to teach you guys. But don't worry, man, I'm a substitute teacher by trade, even if I do get fired I'll be okay."
Fry looks at Mr Irons as Mr Mags gets up to direct the crane.
"He won't really get fired will he?"
"I don't think so." Mr Irons reassures him. "But you gave us a scare, so please tell him where you're going next time."
Fry digs into his inside pocket and consults his book of rules and guidelines, which do not cover this specific scenario. They suggest that in an emergency he calls Mum or Dad or 999. However, Fry at this moment in time would rather none of those people know that he's on the roof. It would be better to get off the roof.
He lies down flat and crawls over to the nearest edge. The school has a ground floor and a first floor, so it's too tall to just jump off, and he knows that. But maybe there's a fire escape or something. He looks around; but the fire escape is not something he can easily drop down onto either.
He gets out his phone. He wishes he'd actually asked some of his classmates for their number. They're all filing into the dining hall now for lunch break, and because he only left fifteen minutes before the end of the class, he suspects that people might assume he's gone straight to lunch.
And then he realises it's worse than that. Sometimes he takes his lunch and eats it in the kitchen on his own, because the dining hall is too noisy. So his friends might not notice he's gone right away.
Maybe he can climb back down the way he came up. He crawls back over to the miniature door he climbed out of, and tries the handle. But it doesn't turn. Hm. Maybe it's burglar-proof. Then he realises it's not a real door, so much as a vent, and you're probably not supposed to actually go through it.
He's starting to panic a little bit now. He wants his lunch, and it's colder up here than he expected.
***
It's not until the end of lunch break, when everyone returns to class, that Mr Magnesium-Fitzgerald notices that Fry is missing. He frowns slightly, then begins to make some enquiries.
"Anyone seen Fry?"
Noah puts his hand up. "Mr Mags, I last saw him when he went to calm down at the end of the last lesson."
"All right, and he goes to the fish tank?" Mr Mags asks.
"Usually." Teddy says. "Or he goes to the bathroom and watches the tap run."
Ben sniggers from the table behind. Teddy and Noah shoot him a glare.
"It's not normal for Fry not to come back at the start of the next class." Kasha says. "Fry follows timetables very strictly."
"He'll have gone somewhere quiet." Tommy says.
"I didn't see him at lunch."
"I don't remember seeing him in the playground."
Mr Mags tells them to get out their reading books and read, then goes across the corridor to Mr Irons' room.
Back in the classroom, there is a lot of noise. Ben, Jamal and Zack are making sarcastic remarks about Fry's absence. Suddenly, Teddy stands up.
"SHAME ON YOU!" he yells at Ben's table. Everyone goes quiet. Teddy glares at the whole class. "Shame on all of you! Fry has been in this class since he was four years old, he's one of us. You all knew you were being too noisy, you knew it was upsetting him, and you all carried on! Even the new kids knew, and if they didn't, we should have stopped them."
"It wasn't a rule." Ben says.
Teddy goes over to the rules board and writes 'Don't be noisy' on it.
"Now it is. And now we have to find Fry. So you lot start looking in cupboards, and me and Noah'll go down the corridor."
Teddy goes off down the corridor with Noah, looking in cupboards. Joram gets up and follows them.
"Watch." Joram says, after a minute.
"Watch what?" Noah asks.
Joram points to his wrist.
"Oh yes!" Teddy says. "Fry wears a watch with a tracker on it."
***
In the other corridor, Mr Irons and Mr Mags have come to the same conclusion. Since Mr Irons has been Fry's special education teacher for a few years, Mum and Dad have installed the app that tracks Fry on his phone, in case of emergencies.
"It appears he's still in the building." Mr Irons says. "Unless he's taken the watch off."
"How accurate is this?" Mr Mags asks.
"In good GPS conditions, it'll track him to the nearest metre."
"So he's right here. Or on the floor above." Mr Mags says.
They look in the cupboards, then go up to the first floor and look there. No sign of him.
"What's this thing here?" Mr Mags asks, knocking on part of the wall that sticks out towards them.
"Vent." Mr Irons says. "There's no opening on this floor."
"Mr Magnesium-Fitzgerald!" Teddy comes running up. "We've found Fry."
"Oh well done, where is he?" Mr Mags asks.
"On the roof." Noah says. "We looked for him behind the school and he peeped over and waved."
"Noah, please go and get the head." Mr Irons says, as he and Mr Mags rush out back and climb up the fire escape. "Fry, do not move, we're coming to get you."
Fry peeps over.
"I didn't mean to get up here." He says.
"Don't worry about that." Mr Mags says, taking his shoes off and shimmying up the drainpipe.
"Magnus, wait for the fire brigade!" Mr Irons hisses. Then, on second thoughts, tries to climb up after him.
"Whoops, careful." Mr Mags says, reaching down from the top of the roof to help Mr Irons get on. "Why are you coming up?"
"I was worried you might startle him." Mr Irons says. "Are you okay, Fry?"
"I'm in a lot of trouble, aren't I?" Fry says, shivering.
Mr Irons takes off his jacket and puts it round him.
"I think we'll decide if you're in trouble when we're all safely on the ground." he says.
"Fry, why did you take off?" Mr Mags asks.
"Because you said I could leave the class at any time if I needed a time out." Fry says. "And I couldn't go to the fish tank so I looked for a quiet place, and then I climbed the ladder into the vent and I got stuck."
"Did you know it was wrong to climb into vents?" Mr Irons asks.
"I never heard a rule about it." Fry says.
"Okay. You must not climb into vents." Mr Irons says.
Mr Mags stares at him. "Isn't that sort of obvious?"
"No, Magnus, it's not obvious to him." Mr Irons says. "I know you like the kids to make their own rules in your class, but Fry needs more structure than that. And if the whole class votes to be noisy, he can't just accept that, any more than if the whole class voted to eat peanuts but one person had an allergy."
Mr Mags nods.
"Hey, I'm sorry man." he says to Fry. "I'll give your classmates more help with the rule-making, okay?" He smiles slightly. "Well, assuming I'm not fired."
"You might get fired?" Fry asks, watching as the fire engine comes up the road towards the school.
"Maybe. Hopefully not." Mr Mags says. "There's so much I want to teach you guys. But don't worry, man, I'm a substitute teacher by trade, even if I do get fired I'll be okay."
Fry looks at Mr Irons as Mr Mags gets up to direct the crane.
"He won't really get fired will he?"
"I don't think so." Mr Irons reassures him. "But you gave us a scare, so please tell him where you're going next time."
