Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 17 - Getting involved

Who knew the moment you walk into your school the first thing you'll be told is to head straight to the auditorium for an important announce? Yeah, I defend didn't know.

Like imagine being called to the school auditorium first thing in the morning. Not the best idea for teens who probably just woke up fifty minutes ago.

Reasons why we could have been called to the auditorium was either because they want to share some good new with us, or it was just bad news. And it was always bad news. I don't even remember the last time we were called to the auditorium for good news aside from when they announced our holiday break would have an extra two weeks added, and that was announced when I was in the 8th grade.

When I came into the auditorium half the seats were already taken and only the front and side chairs were open. But luck for me Brent saved me a seat so I didn't have to stress.

"How long do you think they're gonna us seat here?" Brent leaned over to me, keeping his gaze fixated on the empty stage. The tiredness in his voice evidence as he rubbed his eye.

Brent isn't usually tired early in the morning since he is a morning, but I guess the school days early mornings has finally got to him.

I shrugged, more bored than tired as I crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't know" I replied simply.

Brent let a silent groan escape his lips before he leaned down to rest his head on his thighs. "Wake me up when something actually happens" And that was the last I would be hearing of Brent till this was all over.

I sighed before slouching down on my chair and letting my gaze wonder round the auditorium. Not a way to cure my boredom but at least it was something to actually do than doze off.

As my gaze wondered the heads of people they suddenly paused on specifically blonde, curled down hair. I rose my brow and leaned a bit closer and the moment the person turned around I was met with grey eyes with joy in them.

"Isabel?" I muttered and Brent lifted his head at the name almost in an instance.

"What? Where?" He asked as he tried to get a glimpse of her in the direction I was staring at and he found her, laughing with her friends as she sat at the very first row. "Isn't she supposed to be pregnant?"

"Or at home?" I added before our attention were quickly switched back to the once empty stage but this time Mr. Dawson, our principal, stood Infront of us behind the podium with a serious gaze.

Was it me or was it already obvious what he was about to address?

He cleared his throat into the mic which made the mummers stop and everyone now had their attention on him.

"Good morning students" He started as he adjusted his red tie. "I don't expect all of you to know why I have called you here this morning but I'm sure the rest must have figured it out by now. Would anyone like to make a quick guess?"

The entire hall stayed silent and I swear I just heard the sound of a cricket.

"No one? Great. So, recently one of our students had gotten beaten up last week by another students brother for apparently impregnating her" So it wasn't just me. "I wouldn't be calling names to keep the people's identity a secret, but I would like to address this matter to every single one of you" It wasn't like half the school already knew who they are already.

But at the corner of my eyes I caught Weston who sat just two seats Infront of me and he looked unfazed at the matter. I then caught Isabel who was staring at him intensely like she desperately wanted his attention but Weston was nowhere close to giving her that.