The Black Cat

Snakes and Roses

That wasn't too bad. The meeting went really quick. I think I might go and find Ayden. But first I want to visit Miss Lark.

My hands have calmed down now. As I enter the classroom, I see Miss Lark sitting at a table on her laptop. She looks up and notices me.

"Oh. Hi Zach. How was it." She said sentimentality.

"It actually wasn't too bad. They said they will tell me what the conciquences are as soon as."

"Well that's good then. Go on. Go and enjoy your lunch break."

I thank Miss and leave the class. Now to find Ayden.

Once I get outside to the basketball courts, I see Ayden talking to his best friend, Anna. Who is also my crazy ex girlfriend. She has long blond hair that she puts into 2 high pony tails. Black framed glasses cover half of her face. She is usually very loud and slightly annoying but that's what made her special. She was different. Anna broke up with me because apparently the spark had gone. The candle had been blown out. I remember seeing her for the first time and just saying, "Wow.". I do still miss her though. Her warm hugs. Her soft lips printing onto my skin. I miss looking into her sky blue eyes and telling her, "I love you."

Ayden is coming my way now. I put down my bag and run over to them.

"How'd it go?" Asked Anna. I tell them everything.

**
The small sharp blade gently tears my skin, gradually getting deeper and deeper. It is a snake. It move along my arm. Slow. Silent. It removes it's sharp tooth for the fifth time today. Blood starts to ooze out. Drip. Drop. It dyes the water red. The drops are rose petals falling from the stalks of scars that have formed on my arm. They are torture. They run down the drain. I am weak.

It has been a week since the meeting. I have another today. My arm is rapped in bandages before being put into my blazer. I never where my blazer. But when I do, people start to worry.

As I'm walking to school, I see the black cat again. Maybe I should listen to this warning today. Then again, I was fine last time so there is no worries. I shouldn't be afraid of luck because luck is just a word.

My meeting is at 10 am today. It is where we are going to find out the conciquences that the teachers thought of. Markus has to come today but he won't come until 10. He may not even come at all. He's not very good in public places. His anxiety gets the better of him. He has panic attacks and will end up in hospital for a month or two. The 3 girls will also be there with their parents. I hope they get what they deserve.

I throw my bag into my locker and lock it. When I turn around I am startled. India and the 2 other girls, Jessica and Terri, are standing around me.

"Good luck in the meeting today." India said lightly. They all chuckled. Then left.

I've never liked them. They always gang up on everyone. They also make fake rumours about people. Sometimes I just want to kill them all. They make people suffer for no reason.

**
My hands are sweaty again. I look around the table. Mrs Jocé at the head, Mr Shell opposite, at the foot of the table. On the left of Jocé was India, Terri and their parents. Jessica was not there because she didn't really fight. She just backed up India's arguments. Every one is here. Wait. Where is Markus? He's meant to be here! SHIT. I knew he wouldn't show up. He's probably drinking or something. He hasn't had a panic attack for a while now and I would have been called by someone if he was in hospital. I walk over to the right of the table and sit down. The room is silent until the phone in the room rings. Mrs Jocé stands to answer. All she says is "okay" before returning to her seat.

"Let's start this then, shall we?" She says with a sigh.

"But Miss. Mark- "

"He can't make it." Mrs Jocé interrupts.

After a long talk, a few shouts from here to there, they come to a final decision.

"Mrs Jocé and I have decided," Mr Shell said calmly, " Terri, you are having 3 days of isolation."

Oh Gosh. If she's getting told of that much, what will happen to me? I haven't done anything wrong, have I? I don't think I have anyways.

"India," Sir continued,"you will have 1 day of suspension and 3 days of isolation. You two and your parents are free to leave."

Um, hello? I'm still here. Now my palms are sweating even more. As they leave, Mr Shell shuts the door behind them and Mrs Jocé turns her attention to me. What is going on? Why have they gone? The stalks begin to tighten as my blood rushes faster and faster. Miss Jocé speaks.

"Zach," She says, " you are getting 10 days isolation and a week of suspension."