Chapter 4
"Dad, it's not like that!" I yell at him.
"Keira clean up the mess you've made! And apologize to Dr. Vmilo, right now!"
I look over at Dr. V about to apologize when I see his face. It's in the most contorted shape you could imagine. He's looking at the papers on the floor, out of order and he looks like he's gonna throw up.
"I'm sorry Dr. V" I say and walk out the door.
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It's my first day back at school. It feelsl like a tornado of whispers, questions, rumors, and laughs. Everyone wants to know what happened. Emma and I keep the fortress strong. We hold our ground and no one knows what really happens. Of course there are rumors like right now Michelle and Sophie our by the lockers telling the football team that I started to drive while my mom was inside and lost control and killed her. I feel like punching them but no I have to stay calm and cool and show no emotions.
The teachers are even worse. Always pulling me aside after class; how are you feeling? Do you need to speak to the school councillor? Have you told some of your close friends? Pathetic.
In the middle of History I feel like I'm gonna start balling because we are talking about World War ll, my Mom's grandpa died in World War ll. She was always talking about how he was such a brave man. One tear falls to my chin and with my luck Sophie looks my way and sees me crying. As we walk out to the hallway Sophie and Michelle corner me trying to get as much juicy info as they can.
"Keira, yesterday this guy came up to me had me in a headlock and asked me if I knew anything about who crashed your mom. I said I had no idea and then he let me go and I fell on the floor. Banged my arm," she pulls up her sleeve and there's an angry looking purple bruise.
"Woah, Emma I'm sorry this is all because of me I'm sorry. I hope you're ok."
"No it's not because of you; it's because of that jerk that killed your mom. I'm ok."
"Good."
"I have to go to algerbra, so I got to go. See ya after school. By the bench right?"
"I'll be there." I respond and walk down the hallway.
"Sweet ride!" someone yells at me.
I really hope that that guy doesn't seek Emma out again because she could seriously get hurt. I wonder if he did it. These thoughts fill my mind for the rest of Home Ec.
As I walk out to the main hallway, a guy with ripped jeans, Harley Davidson T-shirt and black baseball cap comes walking towards me. He yells:
"Girl come over here!"
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