Chapter 6

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Monday-3:00 pm

It was 2 weeks ago. 2 weeks ago ago all of this started. 2 weeks ago my parents died. Then a few days later my sister , Audrey , left. My brother , Avery , is  in  a bad mood a lot more. I think the reason Avery is so sad and mad is because him and Audrey were twins. That's also why their names are kinda alike. I yawn. I'm tired and bored sitting in detention with the other kids from the principles office and a few more. Harris is not here though. Most kids would be worried what their parents would do if they found out they had detention but my grandma won't care. Audrey would care though.. She would not get mad but I would hate to see her disappointed.  I wring my hands nervously. But she's not here I tell myself firmly. Reminding myself. I sigh and pull myself up from the back of my seat. I grab my bag from next to my chair and pull out a book. I open it up to the bookmark and start to read. Suddenly the book is snatched up from above me. "No reading" a voice says strictly. I look up. It's the detention monitor. As she walks away I groan softly and then I hear snickers behind me.  I wheel around and give the kids behind me deadly stares. Then bare my teeth barbarically and growl at them. One raises an eyebrow and another laughs like crazy under his breath. He's covering his mouth and falling out of his seat practically.  The detention monitor does not notice. I roll my eyes and stick out my tongue at them. Then I turn right back around before they can make another move. Maybe I get mad too much. Suddenly I hear a rock hit the window. No one else seems to hear it. I am sitting next to the window so I peak outside. It's Joy. I look down at her surprised. She waves her arms around and gestures for me to come to her. I shake my head slowly and sadly. I turn and look around. Everyone is looking at me. I smile suspiciously and stare at the floor. Everyone except the teacher had noticed. As she was too busy to look up from the top of that book that she was reading. It's my book. I stifle a laugh. When everyone stops looking at me I peak outside. Joy is still there lying on the grass. She stares at the sky, shading her eyes from the sun. Good thing this class is on the second floor. I can see her clearly. 

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