Life is a Rollercoaster

Chapter 2

**EDITED**

Ugh.

I will never take the bus ever again. Just to save my sanity and to keep Chelsey from murdering me.

As the bus rolled to a stop near the school, I quickly pushed past Bretton and fast walked out of the bus, not daring to look behind me just in case a deathly Chelsey was stalking me, lusting for my blood.

I crossed the street and onto school grounds. People loitered the area, talking and laughing with friends. All waiting for the school bell to ring. 

I pushed past people, muttering "excuse mes", and "pardon mes" until I made it to the school doors, and wrenched them open. I slowly walked up the stairs, careful not to ram into anyone making their way up the stairs too.

When I finally made my way to my locker, I traded my backpack and jacket for my morning class books  and supplies. Closing my locker door, I spun around to head to homeroom. 

"Aah!" My stuff flew out of my hands and tumbled to the ground. 

When I looked up, Chelsey was standing there with her little triple clique behind her. All of them had erupted in laughter, and I held in a nasty comeback. "Seems you lost your stuff, Lea." She spat my name out with much hatred. I sighed, really needing to get going.

"It seems I did." I shot back, bending down, and scooping my stuff back into my arms in a very messy pile. 

She snorted, and her scowl suddenly formed into a smile after looking at something behind me. "Bretton!" She ran past me, bumping my shoulder on the way, and wound her arms around his neck, and they both got busy in a really disgusting kissing fest.

The thought of him kissing Chelsey made bile rise in the back of my throat, and I couldn't keep the feeling of jealousy away. It was as if they were both trying to hurt me. Which they did. My heart was hurting, and my eyes widened when Bretton's eyes shot open and they locked with mine.

Looking away, I noticed I was still standing there like an idiot, and quickly walked away, ignoring the stares that bore into me.

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"Lea!"

I flung my head up, the teacher looked at me expectantly. "Oh, can you repeat the question please?"

I heard a couple giggles behind me.

"I wasn't asking you a question, I said there is an officer outside waiting for you."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. An officer?

"Right now." 

"Oh!" I quickly got up from my seat, and left the classroom. Ms. Carlson was right, there was an officer standing outside in the hallway. 

He looked up from a paper he held, and smiled, "Ms. Cole, will you please follow me."

I didn't really want to be talking to an officer right now. No one like me would be causing trouble or going around and killing everybody. But I still followed him anyways. 

He walked into the office and into a room that was near the end of the hallway. It had a long table in the middle, which almost reached from one end of the wall to the other and there was also chairs placed around it. With beige walls, and curtains, and no decorations, it looked rather bland a room.

"Sit." 

I sat a few chairs away from him, the distance was comfortable, considering he held a tazor, a gun, handcuffs and God only knows what else.