Richard tries yelling out the window again, but his voice is lost in the loud music and cheering below. The school bus is racing towards the crowd at full speed.
Richard pulls away and speeds down the hall.
REPORTER LADY
Mr. Beltran?!
Richard ignores her as he runs down the hall. He raises the thin wooden wand, tapping his head with it.
RICHARD
ABRAHCADABRA, SHALAMAR!
He zaps himself several feet forward. He looks back, sighs sadly, spins back around, and keeps running.
RICHARD
What? I need to get downstairs, NOW!
He swings the wand around again.
RICHARD
He taps his head with the wand again, but this time, he unexpectedly finds himself embedded in the wall.
The Reporter lady unleashes a scream as she looks down the hall and sees Richard. The cameraman has the camera trained right on him.
The reporter carefully walks up to Richard, looking at him with a mix of terror and fascination.
REPORTER LADY
What-in-the-hell?
A hard crashing sound comes from outside. The crash sends a shock wave through the building and makes it quiver.
Another scream from the reporter, and she falls backwards. She trembles as she makes it back to her feet, still looking at Richard, half fused into the wall.
She stands and grabs the camera man's arm.
REPORTER LADY
Let's get out of here!
RICHARD
WAIT!
The reporter and the camera man stop in their tracks and look back at Richard.
RICHARD
(Cries)
Please...send someone to help me!
REPORTER LADY
(Yells) What happened to you?
Richard hangs his head and starts to cry.
RICHARD
(Cries)
I botched the spell! I tried to get downstairs with a spell, but...
The camera man grabs the reporter's shoulder.
CAMERA MAN
We gotta cover that school bus! The way it was racing towards the school, I know that's what made that crashing sound!
REPORTER LADY
(Nods and turns to Richard) I'll send someb—
She turns back to Richard and sees he's hanging there, limp, passed out.
She and the cameraman hurry through the door that leads to the staircase.
They quickly dash downstairs.