I got to the school out of breath. There standing in the ashes was Liam. What was he doing here.
"Hey," he said calmly. "I never got to thank you for standing up for me on the bus," he said nervously.
"Haha," what was I doing? Who laughs, this is a serious matter. "It's fine. What are you doing here anyway?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"Umm... I came to see the damage," he said awkwardly. "What are you doing here?"
"Same," I said. There was an akward moment of silence.
"It's pretty awful what happened," I said.
"Yeah. I heard about Aliana I'm so sorry,"he replied.
"Yeah," I tried to sound sad. But I wasn't.
"Did you lose anything in the fire?"
"My books, but that's not necessarily a bad thing!" We laughed.
"I wonder when we will go back to school?" He asked.
"Yeah, me too."
"Hopefully never..."
"So..." I said. "You like school? "
"Not really no."
"Me neither. But it isn't that bad."
"So where were you during the fire?" I asked.
"I was in the bathroom."
"The one on the west side?"
"Yeah its the closest bathroom during English."
"How did you get out? It's really far from the door." I was pushing him but I was sure that he was lying.
"Broke the window." Sure he did...
