Behind the Scenes

Part 12

Part 12!

I woke up sore and in a haze.

I dressed slowly. I put on a dark blue button up jean shirt and white jeans. Numbly, I slid a black belt through the loops of my hand and tightened it, all while my hands were shaking.

I grabbed my stuff and headed down to my car.

Seth intercepted me while I was on the steps.

"They'll be taking away phones. I need you to put this in your ear so I can contact you if I need."

I nodded and put the earpiece snugly in my ear.

I continued my way to the car, but froze when I heard shuffling in the kitchen. I could hear him grumbling.

My eyes widened and I headed around the back towards the garages.

When I slid behind the wheel, I relaxed.

I parked and walked towards the school.

Someone bumped into my side and pain shot throughout my whole body. I cried out as a burning sensation nearly crippled me.

I held tears at bay, and looked into the face of who jostled me.

"Luke?"

His eyes scanned over me, and I forced myself to stand straight. "Are you okay?"

I gulped. I didn't trust my voice, but I forced it to stay strong. "Yes."

I knew he didn't believe me. I looked down, his gaze piercing me.

His hand lifted, and my eyes closed, waiting for it.

The land never came, and when I glanced back up, the stranger smiled remorsefully.

"You can tell me what ever you need." He said softly.

I breathed out softly. He wasn't making it difficult. "I'm fine," my voice withered, ending in a broken whisper.

Shuffling on my feet, I finally turned. "I should go." I whispered.

"Scarlett, wait." his hand landed on my. I cried out as his hand pressed into my shoulder.

He seemed to freeze.

I rushed away.

Something felt off, but I couldn't tell what.

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There were multiple bomb threats called in, and after the third, I was called in for questioning.

The lady sat across from us.

They asked me about names of other students, who I thought it was, if I knew these certain students, and so on.

The lady finally said I could leave. I stood as straight as I could and left the office. I walked to my car and headed home, as over half of the student body was gone.

I felt eyes on me and turned to look around the courtyard. Kota was staring me down, a question in his eyes.

I turned from him and hurried off to the car.

That night came and went. I got up and ready for Thursday. The bruises were nearly gone, but the pain was still fresh. I was tempted to just roll back over and go back to bed.

Today I remembered to plaster makeup on my face.

I didn't run into anyone in the house, the earpiece back into place. I headed to school. Over half of the population was gone. It didn't matter, though, because after the second bomb threat in third period, even the teachers had given up and was telling everyone not to bother staying.

I was glad, because every time the sirens went off, I was shaken up, in fear of getting another epileptic attack.

Adam found me during each of the attacks and comforted me as much as he could. He was probably the only reason I hadn't had a seizure yet.

I didn't pay attention as much as the other students. I did know that there were more students called in and interrogation.

I went to school on Friday, too. I was on edge like everyone else. security guards and police were called in.

I was searched, but no one realized I had an earpiece in.

Then the feeling of something being off hit me hard.

I didn't know where my phone was.

I was on edge, waiting.

Nothing happend. No bomb threats all day. Everytime the bell rang, everyone jumped, assuming it was the start of a bomb hreat. When it was clear that it was only a bell, everyon shuffled with cautious eyes.

In third period, I was actually excited to play the violin. That never happens.

I could make out voices next door, but ignored it as I began to strum, ignoring the dull throb in my arms.