School

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School was different for all the adolescents because of the incidents that have transpired. The hallways were quiet, all that could be heard was the bell and the teachers trying to get them on task. Most teens were on their phones others were passing notes. Krystal sat in the third row with six of her other friends. Every few minutes she would glance at Laurie's empty seat. People would pass by it and take a quick glance.

Their teacher (Mr. Larsen) was there theater instructor. "Alright, class get seated so we can begin." he said. The class was a quiet as a mouse until, Jack Hackerson opened his mouth. "Mr. L, with all do respect we don't need to learn how to cry on stage. Not with all this happening." he said. "Well, Jack there are many problems in life that happen in life. If we stopped what we are doing because of it then, we would never walk or talk again." the whole class then starred with a confused look on their faces.

The the class bell rang and Krystal was the first out of there. Walking down the hallway she didn't bother to stop and chat with anyone. Thinking so much about what happened, she bumped into another student. Thesis caused her books to fall out of her hand. "Sorry" said the dark haired student. "No, I'm sorry." Krystal said. The both of them bent down to pick up the miss in the hallway. "I'm Krystal." she said while packaging all her papers into one of her text books. "I'm Tory." while introducing himself he held out his hand to help her up. "You know, I haven't seen you around her before. Are you new?" she asked while brushing off her pants. "Yeah, I moved here a few days ago. Well unfortunately I have to go, but it was nice meeting you." he said while beginning to walk off. Krystal waved goodbye and started to rush to her next class. She still had to stop at her locker.

The bell for the next class had already rang. She didn't bother to increase her speed because, she disliked her next class. While on her way to her locker...her phone went off. "Ding". Looking around to make sure no one heard the echo it made in the empty hallway. Slipping out her phone she reached her locker. Krystal received a message from...her stalker.

"So is school going well." it said.
"What do you want?" she said, while putting in her locker combination.
"Is school different without Laurie?" the person asked.
"Why did you kill them?" she asked while beginning to cry a little.
"You know the real question you should be asking is, why haven't I killed you yet."

The message actually made Krystal stop and think. She soon lost her thought after hitting herself with her locker door. Then dropped her phone while reaching for her head. The final bell for the school day had rang. She bent down and picked up her phone before the hallways flood with other students. Krystal started to rush down the hallway, avoiding her her other friends.

Reaching the school doors she reached for her car keys. After getting in her car, she sat for a few minutes before starting her car. Driving out of the school area Krystal was still thinking about that text message that was sent to her. Her drive home was quiet. Reaching her house, she went to her kitchen to grab a drink and a snack. Krystal then noticed a note on the refrigerator.

"Dear Krystal,
We won't be home until maybe around 10:00. There's some money on the table for you to order pizza. Also no parties and no friends over.
Love you,
Mom and Dad

Krystal laid her bag on the table and ran upstairs. She flung her self on to her bed and started to fall asleep. Before shutting her eyes, she heard her phone go off. It was another text from her stalker. "One more thing, meet me at the Sweet House Café tomorrow, after school." said the text. Krystal turned off her phone and laid her head in her pillow and fell asleep. Only thinking of what might happen tomorrow.

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