Empty world: The missing class

Out of trouble?

The bell rang again. Its electric tolls making some people jump. I looked around and tried to fling a tiny chunk of concrete that had broken off the sports centre's concrete base. With a flic of my hand at my torso the tiny peice flew off the pathway and down the hill onto the grass, it was heavy enough that even the slightest breeze of wind that was blowing wouldn't've been able to move it. If I was able to move that pecie now but not before, then how come the ground shook before in the empty world?

What if.... it wasn't me, it was the freak weather of the stupid planet, the ground becoming unstable from having a building on it and a building being built next to it abandoned after a year and a couple months. But whatever the cause, it wasn't me for sure, I didn't even know if I had that kind of power. Kids came swarming out of the classrooms in the lettered buildings around the tuckshop and the big shed, which conveniently got its name from how wide and tall the roof was over the undercover blue concreted area with its handball courts.

A stream  of kids coming out of the N-wing, I-wing, D-wing and A-wing classrooms had even more people freak out. I looked at my watch, 11:05am, that ment we had arrived just like last time. Where we left off and again I'd have to suffer sitting in the sports center for fifteen minutes before lunch for a stupid little parade as my stomach made its desires known by growling. "Whatcha think? Nice handy-work hey, sirously we have got to stop people from getting their hands on things of hours there not supposed to!" I whispered to Flic and Aquilla after I'd turned around and they'd come back from their original spots.

I shook my head a the snickers that meet the last of my statement. "I think we did a very good job, but Makayla"- giggles started erupting from their mouths as they couldn't  control it and I decided to cut in at that point-" oh ha-ha! Shut up and stop gigling about the dirty thoughts in your minds! Your almost 17! Well....sorry Felicity you'll have to wait another year. Still! Shud up  your dirty minds!" I hissed at them meeting more louder snorts of snickering.

Flic gave me the don't you dare mention my age! I'm taller than you! stare she always gave me when I mentioned she was born in April '07 when I was August '06. "Who gave you permission to speak about that, now when i get in a car and if your anywhere near ima mow you down!" The latter hissed "now I think we've stood here awarded enough, I think its time we reminded everyone and make everyone's lives hell by reminding them that were still in second sesion and were already ten minutes into our fifteen minute parade. Sirously, why don't they just use the whole second sesion on Monday's for parade? I mean every lesson every day goes for an hour and ten minutes why can't we just waist an hour off of that!" Felicity hissed mainly to herself  muttering under her breath before making her way threw the crowd to Miss. I just laughed at what she had said as lyrics from an annoyingly anoying  poplar song by a well known artist repeatedly repeated in my head.

"Who gave you permission to speak!
I am your mother, you listen to me!
Who gave you permission to speak!".