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Hannah Sanders, with her enviable seat next to one of the inviting windows, pondered whether or not she should get her book out, pass another note to her best friend, Terra, or resume watching the clouds.  She generally didn't mind school, but it was the last fifteen minutes of the last period of the day, and the world looked so inviting outside. And biology was so very boring.

She resigned herself to getting her book out, and was about to turn to her bag, when a flash of red on the windowsill caught her eye. As she stared, she realized that it was a newt, and she wondered where it had come from. She watched it walk over to a rock on the ledge and climb it. She gasped in astonishment as it waved.

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