4. The Anchor

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It's been two weeks that I had little to no communication with both Lana and Blake. Lana said she was to busy at failing and well Blake has just been, what I think is ignoring me.

School was on its final limbs. Just a few more weeks then it was summer brake. Honestly I'm tired of school. I wouldn't mind 2 months away from it. I didn't have that many friends only Lana and a few acquaintances.

Being stuck in school also wasn't my number one priority as of this minute. And being stuck in American History was worse. I would rather be learning about the World History, it's far more interesting than American History.

Just thinking in things like this helps me not worry. It distracts me from myself. But good things are often short lived. As soon as I realized my mind was relaxed for a few moments was when I realized that I was hit with a ton of questions. All the questions surrounding Lana and Blake.

Is there a good reason why they are avoiding me? Are they avoiding me? Is Lana learning real life magic? Is it bad magic? Can it help Blake be free? Can he be free? Does he want to be free?

"Kennedi, are you alright?" My teacher stopped the lesson to ask me that. All eyes were on me. Ignore them, ignore them, ignore them, I chanted in my head.

"Y-Yes I-I'm fine" I managed to get out.

"Are you sure I can send you to the nurse you look really sick" He narrowed his eyes at me but kept his voice soft.

"For reals. I'm o-okay. Thank y-you" I kept my head down.

"Okay what ever you say" He nodded his head as he continued with the lesson. When the bell finally rang I stormed out of the classroom. I didn't want anymore questions. I tired of questions.

As quickly as possible I walked down the hallway. The hallway I usually pass was empty, reason being that this hallway was where the computer labs were at. It was a short cut to my next class. It was very quiet too, you can just hear some chatter from other hallways though the paper thin walls. I was about to exit the the corridor when someone pulled me into a dark room. They grip on my wrist was rough, they pulled me so hard that I fell to the floor. Quickly I jumped on my feet. The room was so dark, the windows were covered in crimson red construction paper giving off an eerie vibe. The only proper light was from one of the computer screen monitors that was on.

I panicked. Why am in here!? Scanning the room I tried looking for a person, the person who yanked me in here. The only person who was in here was seated next to white screen monitor. They were facing away from me. The person had a bulky navy blue sweat shirt on, their hair in low pig tails.

"Well are you gonna stand there or come over here?" It was Lana's voice. She didn't even turn around when she said that.

"Why did you scare me!" I walked near her and pulled a chair.

"Didn't try. You just get scared easily"

"What do you want then? Imma be late to class"

"This right here is important information Missy, and you aren't going to class" she pulled her USB drive out of the computer and into her bag.

"What?"

"We are going to your house" She looked at me with questioning eyes as I'd asking 'what else would we do?'.

"I'm not ditching" I huffed.

"C'mon I need to tell you this. We need to leave to tell him this" She stood at the door. "We need to go now. The securities are at the vending machine near the drama department"

I gave up and started to follow her. She smiled. Lana walked calmly down the hallways. I on the other hand was paranoid that we'll get caught. When we got out through the back door of the school. Lana twirled her hair with her fingers and took a deep breath.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 14, 2016 ⏰

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