Sacrificed (Jeff the killer)

Chapter 1

*bell rings*
I run down the hallway trying to get to class. I'm already late and I'm avoiding every spot the teachers and security usually make to look for tardy students. It's the week before graduation and I'm stressed out.
I arrived at the room and reach for the door knob when a hand grabbed me, " You're late young lady. Head to the tardy office," a voice says behind me.
I jump, shocked thinking no one saw me. I turn around and it was Mr. Venezuela. I should've known. He gave me a menacing look, he already knew what I was going to try to do. I received his message clearly and didn't even try to fight it. I hung my head down and start walking towards the office, like any other security Mr. Venezuela escorts me, knowing I might want to go straight to class, but I know there's no point. My first period teacher has an attitude against people showing up late to his class but he can be cool, sometimes. He would just turn me around if I didn't have a tardy anyways, so I figure just to go get one.
As soon as I got there I saw my friend Morgan sitting behind the counter with a stack of tardy passes by her hand. She didn't look up.
She simply said "Name."
"Cynthia Gutierrez," I said.
Her face shot up quickly. Her eyes looked me up and down briefly but she knew it was me. Seeing as I was the last one she finished the pass and we both headed out the door. All along the way back to class she was asking me every typical question any person would a week before graduation "Did you get your dress already?, What color is it? What about shoes?" And of course I answered with the same enthusiasm as she had expected.
Morgan and I finally reached my class and she said, " I'll see you next period."
She hugged me, then we went our separate ways. I wave at her before I enter the classroom.

It's now 4th period and time is going by super slow. I'm staring at the clock waiting for the bell to ring for lunch. I turn my attention to the window. I look at the woods behind the school and lose focus. When I come back to my senses I'm suddenly staring at a guy in a white hoodie. He seems to be staring back as well. I squint my eyes trying to make out his face but his hood is up. He waves and a shiver runs down my spine.