Nicks POV

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Nicks POV

We ran out to the car park where police were already loading up with guns and bullet-proof vests. My mind couldn’t get away from the picture of Becca standing there. She didn’t even look scared. As the lists of names were read out and everyone lined up people couldn’t find their friends and some took out their phones and began to call friends that were missing or family to tell them what was happening. Soon parents arrived and ran to their teary-eyed children. Some turned up and ran around like young children trying to find their teenagers. They turned innocent teens around in hope it was their child but having no luck. One by one a senior member of staff would take the parent by the arm and tell them how they thought their child was still inside. While all these parents and friends could show their affection I couldn’t. If I made a scene about Becca then everyone would know what had happened.

Just then my phone went. I pulled it out. On the screen read Nadia Gregg? I knew she was missing on the staff list and so was desperate to see what was happening.

“HELLO!!! ARE YOU OK? WHAT'S GOING ON?” I shouted

“SHH! Nick?” A familiar voice replied.

“Becca?” My heart sank. Remembering where she was. I headed over to the chief police officer. And pointed to the phone. He ran over and put his ear close to the phone.

“We are in Mrs Greggs class room. He is keeping us in here. Can’t talk.” Suddenly she stopped talking and what sounded like static was all I could hear. I realised it was her moving the phone.

“Becca?” I shouted/whispered down the line.

“Is it a student?” The officer asked.

“Yes.” Also trying to remind myself she was my student.

“Come over here.” I followed him to his car and on top was a plan of the school. “Where is this class room?”

“Emm. Here officer.” I still had the phone to my ear. “I think you will want to hear this officer.” He pulled out a case and took out lots of equipment then plugged in a wire to the phone and put on a set of head phones.

We both sat and listened to what was happening.

“You. Get out. Go give the police this. Don’t come back..... Now you lot. What to do with you... Boys over there...and ladies... Over there.” I looked at the officer who had a worried look on his face. My stomach turned with the thought of what could happen. I heard him pick something off the table. “Take this and cut off some of your hair.” WHAT? This guy is perverted.

“Keep listening to this” Said the police officer as he went to the armed officers and pointed around the school grounds.

A voice returned on my phone. “I love the smell of girls hair.” I was going to be sick. I closed my eyes as my stomach ached. I felt my foot lift and kick the wheel of the car and then my hand ran through hair and grabbed on to it imagining it was Becca. Suddenly the fire alarm went off in the building. Making us all jump. The voice returned. “Oh god what now. They are just trying to ruin our fun. Wait here. I heard the door open and close then the key turn. I put my hand in my pocket and found my keys. Mrs Greggs room was the one I used for theory lessons. I had her key. The keys heated up in my hand as I heard girls begin to sob. I pulled the phone away from my ear and placed it down slowly and looked around. Nobody was looking. I felt my legs begin to run and gain speed. I ran past the police. Who then tried to go after me but stopped as they realised it was too dangerous. I got to the doors and went in I looked down the first hall to see a masked man come out of a class room and walk away from me and head into the next class. I went up the stairs and got my keys out I needed to open the door quick and get out of there. The sound of the alarm made me feel my pulse in my ears. Luckily her class room was the first on that floor. Ran to the door and shoved the key in and pushed the door open.  

I looked around the room and saw about 10 boys standing across from me. I looked to my left to see a handful of girls sitting along the wall. I looked through each of their faces quickly until I spotted Becca. I felt a smile creep on to my face. I did my best to hold it back.

“Come on lets go. Quickly.” Everyone got up and started to leave. I wanted to wait for Becca but realised I could show any feelings towards her. “I’ll go first to see where he is. Keep close.”  I ran down the stairs and he was nowhere to be seen. We ran out the doors and headed for the car park where people started pointing to us as we bolted for freedom. I stood as side as I watched parents arms go out and friends run to each other and throw their arms around each other. I looked up to see Hannah looking for Becca and to see Beccas smiling face when she saw her best friend. Hannah stood up on her toes and looked around at every. Her face grew with concern as everyone moved away leaving Hannah standing by herself. Her face slowly turned to mine. My heart raced. I ran over to Hannah.

“Sir, she’s not here.”

“Are you sure?”

“She was right behind me...” she suddenly looked down at the floor and then her hands snapped to her mouth.

“What is it?” Her eyes looked teary.

“She...tripped...I thought she got up...I’m sure she did....Oh my god.” She sobbed and fell into me. Just then a police officer came over to me.

 “One girl is missing. A Rebecca Keller.” He said to me and I pushed Hannah off me and looked at her.

 “Don’t worry we will get her out.”

“Please. She is my best friend and my only family really.”

I turned to the school and looked at the building. I feared the worse. I tried to wipe the picture of Becca lying on the floor in pain or worse and that man getting away. Anger built up in my body and I felt a familiar feeling. My feet began to move again. Running towards the school. People shouted again but I could let my Becca suffer in there. Hold it. MY Becca. Oh god. I am really falling for her.  

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