New School

Chapter 8: Wanted

As I looked back at the bus, there was commotion as the passengers bundled off the bus and rang the police. I wondered what I could do to stop them and calm them down. There was nothing I could do. As several police cars arrived at the scene, I was grabbed by Conor and we continued to run through the tall wheat on the farm, out of sight.

The noise of police and ambulances was frightening, and I hoped that they wouldn't find us. Conor and Nadira had done nothing wrong, I had brought them into this, it was all my fault. They didn't deserve to be in the situation I had roped them into. (Did I forget to mention that they are unidentical twins? Conor is 5 minutes older than Nadira, and he likes to brag about that) They were innocent people just going to visit their aunt.

Their aunt.

Conor said that his aunt only lived a few miles away, so we decided to begin walking in that direction. Nadira's legs were beginning to get tired, but Conor gave her a piggyback ride, as he is such a nice brother like that. I was not fond of this idea, as this made us more visible and susceptible to being spotted in the wheat. I urged Conor to put her down, but he wouldn't listen. I heard some shouting in the distance, and, surprise surprise, Conor now put Nadira down. We began to run again. I just didn't stop. I kept running.

After about an hour and a half of running and walking, we collapsed into Conor and Nadira's aunt's house. Immediately she had questions as to who I was and why we were so tired, but I needed some sleep before I could answer any questions. Luckily, with a bit of encouragement from Conor, she let me in to have a nap.

By the time I woke up, it was dark. I checked the time on my phone. 20:34. I got up and went outside to the main living room. Conor's aunt was sitting there watching TV. I looked around, but couldn't see either of the other two. As if reading my mind, their aunt said that they were in her room sleeping. She told me to take a seat, so I did, and we began talking. Her name was Emma, and she was very nice. After all, she did let a total stranger sleep in her daughter's room! (Her daughter was away on a business trip, so she wasn't involved in this at all)

I told her about me in depth, from how I moved from Dublin to the country and how I was bullied, to the fact I had murdered two people. When I told her that, it frightened her, but she could see that I was a good friend of Conor's, and she said she would do whatever she could to help. I then remembered something, and wished Emma a happy birthday, which she was surprised and happy with.

At that moment, Conor came into the room, and I asked if I could talk with him in private. I had devised a plan. Emma said that I could stay at her house to hide. Conor and Nadira would be brought back to school by Emma the next morning. They weren't wanted by the police, I was. Conor was going to gather as much information as he could about what was going on in the school and what people thought about me et cetera et cetera. I had one last request for him, however, as I was still angry and pissed off. I leant in and whispered in his ear: Bring me the live body of Joe Cope...