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Chapter 3 ( Anne )

" Anne, are you okay? " asked Cam.

" Yea I just need water I think " I said.

" Ok, I'll get you some," he said. He begins to get up then the teacher yells at him.

" Sit back down Cam" screamed Mr. Carl.

" I'm just getting water" Cam screams back.

" Shut the fuck up" Eve yelled.

Cam comes back and gives the plastic bottle to me. I started to feel better after I drank it. He looked me in the eyes and said .

" Are you sure you're ok Anne?" He asked.

" yes " I smile.

He leans his head back on the brick wall and closes his bright green and blue eyes. I'm now watching his every move because what else am I supposed to look at? His hands are gently placed on his lap and his hair is blonde and fluffy. Why does Cam care at all if I'm ok?

" Cam why do you even care if I'm ok we haven't talked in awhile?" I ask.

" I care because you are a human and we all need a little help and structure when we're feeling down. So if you need to talk I'm always open." Said Cam.

All I could think of at that moment was how deep and smooth his voice is.

" Are you ok" I ask.

" Well I've just been having some problems at home lately which is stressing me out but otherwise I'm fine. Thank you for asking" said Cam.

" I'm sorry to hear that and I'm always open too" I say just so he can talk to me.

" ok " he says.

I just wanted to hear his voice and all I get is ok? Im not even going to bother starting another conversation because he's going to give me short answers. So I stare at the chalkboard following the strokes of each letter written with my blurred eyes.

Time is ticking and we haven't heard another gunshot. I start staring at the clock hoping it would make time go by quicker. The room is so quiet besides Emily whimpering in the corner. I look to my left and see everyone with the same expression on their faces from class. A slight frown and droopy eyes. No one seemed scared almost like they've been in a school shooting before.

I hear running down the hallway each footstep getting louder and closer. I start to get nervous and I can't tell if anyone else is. The running stops in front of our door and all I hear is whispering coming from the doorknob.

" Mr . Carl it's me I need you to let me in he's almost here" says the boy from outside the door.

Mr . Carl stands up and goes closer to the door.

" who are you and how do I know if your not the shooter" whispered Mr. Carl.

" I'm Alex Smith from geography last year"

Alex begins to cry.

" He's coming quick help me"

I hear even louder running from the hallway.
I can tell the person that's running is wearing boots. Alex starts banging on the door

" He's right there let me in" screams Alex.

Mr.Carl unlocked the door and pulled alex in. Tears running down the boys face thank you and hugged the teacher. Mr. Carl started to pat him down and made sure he didn't have a gun on him. While the teacher was doing the search I finally noticed the loud running has stopped.

" Mr. Carl , why isn't he running anymore" I say almost about to cry.

Mr. Carl looks through the crack underneath the door and looks at us in shock. He slowly gets up takes Alex with him and sits back in the corner.

" shhhhh he's right at the door" Mr. Carl whispered so quietly.

Slow knocking began to start.

" I know you're in there , let me in" says the strange man in a creepy way.

I look over at Cam and he's been already looking at me. Our pinky's meet which makes me want to hold his hand. I grab Cams hand tightly.