It's been two days in here, I haven't seen a living being since I was shoved throught the doors. I woke yesterday and found stale bread and a glass of water but that's all I've had.
I wonder if I say sorry into the camera in the corner of the room if they'll let me out. But I won't let them get to me, so I once again give them the finger. My back has gone stiff from lying on the hard stone floor and my tummy rumbles every other minute.
That's when I hear something at the door. I crawl over to it silently, not knowing what's going on. I peer under even though the small crack only allows me to see a metre of floor infront of it. Then a piece of paper comes sliding under and almost stabs my eye.
I reflexivly pull away and the paper slides through as I hear footsteps running away from the door.
Is someone trying to send me a message? Is this going to tell me a secret way to get out of here? Or how to be let out? I receed to the corner and turn my back to the camera.. I hope it didn't see me recieve the note.
It's an A4 sheet folded in half that's all crumpled like it had been scrunched in a pocket. I open it and a four neat words are written on it.
'Be ready at eight.'
What was this? Was I being let out? Why did they need me notified? Or maybe it was a rescue. Who would rescue me? They all hate me! I guess I'll just have to wat and see...
I look at my watch. It's 7:58 when I hear it. Someone at the door. They are ever so slowly turning the handle.. as if the thought of being heard is worth working like a snail.
I creep to the back of the room, not knowing what to expect. The lock clicks loudly and it's a second before they keep opening the door. First there is a crack of outside light, then the door swings open.
My mouth falls open at whata I see. I was expecting anything but this. Why are they here? Maybe they're doing Mr Packt's bidding.. but either way Malia stands in the door in a pair of overalls that look so cute on her.
"What..what.." I begin to say, but she cuts me off.
"Shut the fuck up!" she whispers fiercely. I never knew she swore, I guess she's not as petty as I put on.. I like it.
I just stare at her in complete shock. She walks right in and grabs my arm, tugging me out of the room until my feet begin to function for themselves.
We sprint down the corridor and work our way through the halls until we're out on the back lawn.
"How.." I begin but she hushes me.
"Later." she tells me.
She leads me into the woods and we continue into the out of bounds area of the grounds. I don't have a clue what's going on but I can't remain in the dark anymore.
I grab her arm and hold her infront of me. "What's going on?" I demand.
"Not now!" she says hurriedly, but I'm not having it.
"What's going on?" I demand again. She huffs in defeat and starts talking.
"We're breaking out of here." she says starting up a jog. I jog next to her.
Was that what she meant by break out? Getting me out of there? Or are we breaking out of the whole school? I find it dumb to not go with option two or else why would we be running?
"How?" I ask.
"I've been working on a hole in the fence for a bit now and we can get out, but we've got to hurry."
