Tim rushes to me and hugs me, harder then ever.
"It's even worse now I've seen it." he says to me. I'm to busy crying to be able to answer. I hear my screams, the power rushes from me. I become a limp body in Tim's arms.
"I could have saved them." I say, "I should have saved them."
"It wasn't your fault." Tim answers.
"It was, they came for me! I should have just given in, thy wouldn't be dead then!" I say.
"Shhh." he says the. Quickly adds "What do you meant they came for you?"
"Wait till next lesson you'll understand." I say. He looks at me confused. I give him a worried look.
"Today you find out who I am. today you find out WHAT I am." I say emphasising the what.
"What do you mean?" He says very confused.
"Wait and see." I say, gulping afterward.
Someone whispers to him and he whispers back.
"These people want I talk to you." he says to me. I nod.
"Hi, I'm Laura and this is my sister Ileen, we just wanted to apologise for being mean to you about that." the girl says.
"It's ok, you didn't know." I say. She nods then walks away. Then another group and another come. Within five minutes a huge queue had formed with people wanting o apologies. I stand up.
"Go to your next lesson, don't apologise to me after all you still don't know me!" I say. People begin to move.
"Why did you say that?" Toby asks.
"Because one you all know who I am, you'll be frightened to come near me." I explain.
"I won't, I promise." I smile while thinking he will won't he Al. Al agrees.
We make our way to next lesson, our new lesson, and stand outside the door. When the teacher arrives he lets us in and a 'seating plan' is on the board. YES I'm sat next to Tim, I think. We sit down and I smile at him. I study the teacher: tall, dark haired, brown eyes, looks a bit scruffy. I recognise him but I don't know where from. Then I click.
"Oh no." I say.
"What's wrong?" Tim asks and holds my hand.
"He was there, a lot younger, but he was there." I reply.
"Where, when you got taken." he asks.
"No when I thought Mr Johnson was shot. He wasn't fighting against him, but he was there. that was a long time ago, I'm glad he doesn't remember me." I say, quickly adding "Yet."
