The whole room could tell I was shaking from fear. I've never been in detention before, and I always imagined it as a full room of teenagers wearing leather and denim throwing paper balls like a snowball fight. The teacher would be reading a book or magazine, feet propped up on the desk, not a care in the world for these students.
Thats not at all what was going on.
These kids were sitting calmly at their desks, reading or staring off into space.
I put my pink slip in the hands of our guardian, I guess. A teacher or volunteer I never seen before.
I headed to an empty desk and sat in the chair. I looked around the large room and met eyes with the one guy I didnt want to see, Andrew. Andrew, the bully, the neighbor, and crazy enough my crush.
Throughout this whole detention thing, I was slipping in and out of coniousness. I heard a loud bell ring in my ears, sending a signal to everybody worldwide that school was over.
I bumped into people and followed a path to my locker. I mentally said my combination in my head as I turned the lock. It closed as fast as it opened, I saw Andrew laughing with his friends.
"Thats cool.." I said under my breathe.
I gave up on trying to open the damn thing again. I didnt need anything.
"Mom, Im home." I screamed in any direction, and my voice bounced off the walls and echoed back at me. I made my way to the kitchen and open the fridge for a water bottle.
Taking a sip, I closed the door and saw a note stuck on the corkboard.
'Spencer, Im out of town for awhile. It was last minute so I didnt have time to say goodbye. See you soon. Love, mom.'
I spit my water out and read it over again and again.
"She left? Oh jesus, what am I going to do?"
I collected my senses at around 5 o'clock.
"I need dinner."
I turned on the radio, expected to hear music blare from the speakers.
"A man in Florida decided to try some bath salts, and was seen eating another mans face off. Others around the USA turned this into a thing and are acting like said zombies."
I laughed, "Whatever."
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Alone..
Teen FictionImagine you're Spencer. Honor roll student, never missed a day of school. You would think your life is great with the academic success..but what most people dont know, is that Spencer gets bullied. Not by your typical "mean girls," but by Andrew. He...
