The joy of school

I opened my locker and stared at my schedule . I rolled my eyes and banged my head on my locker door . " math first" I said to myself . I put my pack back on my side of the locker and grabbed my math supplies off the bottom shelf ,aka my shelf . You see I share a locker with my best friend Carly , she moved into my locker about half way through the year ,because she couldn't get this awful smell out of her old locker when one of our kids in our home class dumped a full bottle of axe in her locker .

I don't mind it , I love having a locker partner. Well besides the messiness and the lack of room.

But anyways I am always early for school , our bus gets at are house around 7:36 every single morning which in my case is ridiculous . But I do see the reason why it comes that early is because I live twenty minutes out of town so I don't complain , well mentally I complain .

When I had gotten all my math supplies , I locked my locker and walked to home room , but technically it's also our science and math room , since those our home room teachers main subjects . So that means when we have science last period she always drags the subject into advisory. Which was suppose to be the students free time, to catch up on home work or just hang out , but no she just has to bore us with flight patterns and air pressure .

When I got to the class I dropped my books on my desk and awkwardly race out , so Mrs.Larey didn't ask me about my homework . When I got out of the class I went back to my locker to kill time , until Carly got to school. When I walked through the gathering area which is basically just the middle area of the school where hall ways lead off and where class rooms connect and were the main entrance is . I stared at the front door and saw a group of kids I have never seen before like 7 of them charged in .

The head person (i was guessing because he seemed stronger and more Scary then the others) looked at this girl that was behind him that wad holding a black gym bag, she looked around 18 and he looked around 30ish . He nodded and she raced off toward me . The others split into different directions . i turned around and ran back to my locker hall way . I tried not to stop without looking , but before I knew i she grabbed my arm , and pulled me along .

"Get off me , you freak!" I yelled. She ignored me , and held her grip tighter . For a tiny teenager she sure was strong. She pulled my into the library , and pushed me into a chair around one of the reading tables and pulled a gun me I gasped , where is the librarian I screamed in my head.

"Put your hand behind your back." She said firmly . I couldn't think I was so freaking out.

"NOW!" She yelled . I jumped and did as she requested . She grabbed some rope and tied my hands together behind my back and around the table leg. She also tied each of my feet together and somehow connected another rope from my feet to my hands . There was no way I was getting out of this anytime soon.

She held the gun up to me again .

"You scream for help , well no one will be able to help you , so no point in duck tapping your mouth shut , just wait here you will soon will have some people to talk to ." She snickered and set out like 20 other chairs and put ropes beside every chair , like she was expecting company . I kept thinking where is all the kids from my bus , where are all the teachers , how come the people in the office not see this people come in . I was so confused , I felt tears trickle down my cheek .

The girl left the room , since the library had all glass windows I could see the lobby and the other people dragging kids towards the library . Kids I knew ,