I sat tapping my pencil on my desk. The plan white walls were driving me insane, and the constant chatter from not only the students but the teacher was driving me over the edge.
Any and every little thing could set me off right now.
I looked up at the clock, it read 2:46.
2:47
2:48
2:49
One more minute and I'm free.
The bell rung signaling the end of the school day. I go up out my seat and ran to the door before anyone had the chance to stand up.
Getting to my locker, I shoved everything in my backpack.
You'll never make it, there on their way, you should've been quicker, your such a failure. You had one job, now they're gonna find you. It's all your fault why are you such a fuck up?
I ignored the thoughts in my head and tried to hurry through the hallways. I could make it, I kept telling myself. I rounded the corner, the door was not even 10 feet away from me.
"Where do you think your going?"
