A few days had passed and there was no sign of that so called boy, Bertie.I looked out my window and was sure he was goina be there but he wasnt.
It was back to that hell hole today.Yes it was monday and I was dreading the 6 hours in this so called school we go to 5 days a week .I left the house at approximately 8:15 in the morning wearing the same old uniform.I wasn't fond of the uniform but it was still a rule and we had to obey by it.When my mom dropped me at the gate for school,my friend known as Amy came running towards me.She wore the same old boring uniform as me but she wore joker converse,holding a spiderman bag.Yes we are in high school ,but so what.She had blonde hair with a hint of red as she had semi dyed it & abit of the colour was still there."ALex,Alex did you hear what happened on friday!",she shouted. "No what happened",I said suprised.The thought of Bertie ran through my head."Ms.Smith(our tutor who signed us off each morning before we started our lessons)was found dead In a nearby abandoned house.There were bite marks on her neck and apparently it seemed as though what ever bite her,didnt just leave it at that it scrapped at most of her neck and she bleed to death,One of the caretakers who checks up to make sure no one is sneeking around in the house found her body and quickly rang the hospital..Were she was later confirmed dead",she explained.My jaw dropped.The bell rang "Ill talk to you about it later"shouted Amy as she ran into her class.I stood in the hallway shocked the thoughts of what happened that friday night and seeing the blood and bertie all came rushing back.I felt sick.
"Come in class,as you may know Ms.Smith was found dead last friday we are all still very upset about this but still have to continue on with the school day",said our principle as she went around from class to class.I couldnt really concentrate for the rest of the day even at lunch when amy was talking I blanced out "are you okay",amy asked." Ehmmm yes yes im grand",I said.I lied.
When school ended I was so relieved I needed to get away from all the talking about Ms.Smith.Per usual I got a message from my mom.
As I walked home, still holding a stake of books I was nervous of my surrondings.I felt as though someone was watching me.As I turned the corner of a newsagents I bumped into someone And dropped all my books ."Omg im such a klutz im so sorry",I apologised."Its fine, dont worry about it"said the person as they helped me pick up my books.As I lifted my head,I was terrified .It was Bertie