title: Tales from Lovecraft Middle School #3: Teacher's Pest
author:  Charles Gilman 
description: This latest entry in the reliable Tales from Lovecraft Middle School series finds the evil Crawford Tillinghast and his summoned beastsexisting just beyond the living realm of the schoolrounding up the troops for the upcoming Great War. Who are the troops? Bugs. Lots and lots of bugs. Robert and Glenn first notice the infestation via a horrendous ice outbreak, but soon the halls are seething with ants, fleas, gnats, mosquitoes, and more. When the creatures disappear beneath the school to bulk up on meals of trash, the boys, plus ghost girl Karina, scuttle down the service tunnels to do a little exterminationand rescue their two-headed pet rat, of course. As always, Gilman punctuates the fast-moving action and gross-out set pieces (including a Dumpster full of maggots) with the delicate matters of young friendships. Smiths black-and-white illustrations are a big boon, especially when conveying the bizarre (a pile of goo with multiple eyeballs). The 3-D cover will grab em. And you can reassure horror addicts more volumes are slithering our way. Grades 4-6. --Daniel Kraus
zlib_text: Rage
  
  Stephen King
  
  (Richard Bachman)
      
  
     
   A high school Show-and-Tell session explodes into a nightmare of evil​
      
      So you understand that when we increase the number of variables, the axioms themselves never change.
      - Mrs. Jean Underwood
      
      Teacher, teacher, ring the bell, My lessons all to you I'll tell, And when my day at school is through, I'll know more than aught I knew.
      - Children's rhyme, c. 1880
  
  Chapter 1
      
      The morning I got it on was nice; a nice May morning. What made it nice was that I'd kept my breakfast down, and the squirrel I spotted in Algebra II.
      I sat in the row farthest from the door, which is next to the windows, and I spotted the squirrel on the lawn. The lawn of Placerville High School is a very good one. It does not fuck around. It comes right up
  to the building and says howdy. No one, at least in my four years at PHS, has tried to push it away from the building with a bunch of flowerbeds or baby pine trees or any of that h