My boyfriend is a ghost

Chapter 7

I don't know how long it had been but I'm jolted awake by someone viciously shaking me and calling my name. I'm guessing I fell asleep because when I looked at my clock it was 10:45am. I lift my head up in the now dim room to see a lady staring at me. It was my counselor. And as always...she's always coming to me. This time I didn't know what she wanted. 

"Come with me Ms. Blake." She says. I slowly stand up, pause my music and put my headphones down on my desk. I still have on his hoodie and as always I keep my head down. Leaving the room, I feel the bright light hit my eyes when I put my head up. I flinch. She glances over to me but continues to walk towards her office in the long corridor.

She takes me to her room door. She unlocks the door and holds it open. I walk in and sit down in her dark room in front of her desk. She flips the switch to turn it on and walks toward her desk. I give her a dark deep glare. She slowly walks towards the switch and flips it down to turn it off. She walks back to her desk and sits down. I don't look at her. I look at the ground and play with my hands. "Ms. Blake?" She calls my name. I don't answer. I make a noise to let her know I'm listening. "Ms. Blake!?" She calls my name again but a little more aggressive. "Hmm?" I answered this time but still didn't look up. "Do you know why you're here?" She asks me. I look up at her. I make a confused look and don't say anything. "Do you know why you're here Ms. Blake?" She asks again. "Obviously not 'cause if I did, I would've been answered the question." I give her an answer "Don't get smart with me Ms. Blake." She says. "Don't ask me ignorant questions then Ms. Bradshaw." I look up at her and stare in her eyes. She looks away. That's what I thought, I said to myself in my head. "Well Ms. Blake..." she pauses. "Well?" I ask. "You're here because of what happened to Rhys Arison." I look up at her. I stare at her for a while. I start to chuckle...this can't be happening again...not...AGAIN. "I'm here for Rhys's death? Really?" I look at her and continue chuckling. "You killed one of our BEST students." She gets a stern look on her face. "I DIDN'T KILL HIM!" I yell at her. I feel a rush through my body. I'm done being accused for things I didn't do. "I wasn't driving the goddamn car. I wasn't the one who hit Rhys....and I damn well ain't the one who killed em." I yell. "Even the police said I wasn't wrong, that it wasn't MY fault! It was the drivers fault cause he wasn't paying attention to the lights and signals. The crosser's had the right of way...NOT THE DRIVERS!" I'm standing over her now. My hands pressed against her desk looking right into her eyes. "I'm not and I mean NOT going through this again with no GODDAMN counselor at no dumb school. I've been accused ever since the accident happened and I'm tired of it." I back away from her desk and start to walk around it. "You really think that blaming an innocent student.. An innocent person is going to help this damn situation? You're truly wrong." I'm closer to her now. Staring into her dark hazelnut eyes. Something must've happened. As I began to look into her eyes more she began to flinch, looking away towards the wall. Confused I slowly back up, taking my gaze away from her to look towards the clock. '11:00' I say to myself. I go to grab the door knob so I can leave. Lunch time never goes well for people who have been out for a couple of weeks of school. "Ms. Blake?" Ms. Bradshaw calls my name...as soon as I'm going to walk out too. I don't do or say anything. I stay in the position I was in before. Getting ready to walk out the door. I don't answer her either, I just stay quiet. "You can't go to this school anymore." I let her words settle. Repeating it over and over. "You can't go to this school anymore, you can't go to this school anymore." I let my hand go from the door. I stand towards the door, slowly turning around to face Ms. Bradshaw. I looked at her for a long time. "What do you mean "I can't go to this school anymore."?" She doesn't answer for a while. Looking at her monitor, then back at me then towards the door. "We don't want a....murderer at our school." I glare at her. "I...." I breathe in. "I am not a goddamn murderer!" I yell. I turn towards the door. "Oh and pack up your stuff and get ready for today being your last day." I didn't say anything. I just walked out.