Him

Untitled Part 1

I squeeze my way through puberty infested eighth graders who look like giants compared to the pweeny sixth graders. I am shoving and pushing with my best friend, Bianca Hendersone. It seems like we've been friends for an eternity, though we have been officially best friends for at least two years. We have "officially" became friends at my ex- best friend's birthday party. It's a whole lot to explain.

Anyways, back to the hallways. The bell suddenly rings with that awful piercing alarm. Students began sprinting, while others took their time talking to their friends. Bianca and I were fine. We received a pass from our favorite art teacher Ms. Clemi. As we approach our seventh period class we see two eight graders making out  on the set of lockers next to the door. Yuck. We hear a teacher yelling at them in the distance.

We open the classroom door.

Seventh period, Ms. Murt, math, no need to explain further.

"Ladies you are late."

"No shit sherlock" Bianca mumbled through her breath.

"Excuse me?"

"What Bianca means to say is that we have a pass." I say as I glance over to Bianca who was now rolling her eyes.

"Okay.... you now may take your seats we will be starting a project for our marking period."

UGH. MATH PROJECT. ARE YOU HECKING KIDDING ME.

We take our assigned seats at the back. My heart started beating fast. He's back.

He's been absent for almost a whole month. Rumors went around that he started dating Amanda Ryli, a gorgeous, smart, and wonderful person. Amanda sat at the front a few seats in front of Him. I saw him day-dreaming off at the "distance" more like Amanda's beautiful brown locks instead. It was bound to happen. For the two to fall in "love." 

Bianca jabs my side with her elbow sharply as I immediately realized that everyone in the class was looking at me along with Ms. Murt, hands at her hips and a demon set of eyes. Her hair was in a blond bob, and she wore a vibrant color of red lipstick and red blush. She sometimes looked like a clown.

"Lilith? Lilith, the office needs you there immediately."

I hear sudden "ooo's" or "you're in trouble" remarks from dumb kids in the class.

We're in seventh grade, not first.

I look at Bianca she looked dead serious like she felt something really bad was coming up. And for some reason, I felt that too.

I gathered up the last bits of my notebooks and folders and I begin to walk out the door with a pass. I turn around, I see Ms. Murt for the first time ever she look extremely worried. I had a feeling I was going to get some detention for something that I did not know yet. But really, it was much worse.

The office was a few classrooms away. The hallways were dimmed with light making the situation scarier than it seems.

As I get in sight of the office I see policemen and women, one dangling tiny handcuffs with their finger. 

I could not think. My ears were blaring. My head began spinning.

My principle came into view.

"Lilith?"---- she bit her lip----- "Did you murder Ms.Clemi?"

I fell to the floor.