Olivia's POV
I made her go to the hospital.
I made my teacher go to the hospital.
Everyone stood there in silence. The teachers gasped and all looked at each other with fear in their eyes. I heard the lunch lady dial 3 numbers into her cell phone. Everyone who stood around my teacher backed away, and then I heard sirens...
oh, um hi. I'm sure you're very lost right now, so I'm going to start from the beginning. I'm Olivia Hall. I was technically the perfect person. perfect grades, perfect attendance, perfect hair, perfect everything.
Until one day, I was sitting with my best friend Peach at a lunch table. We saw a group of kids yelling at each other. Peach and I were used to these kinds of actions in school so we thought everything was going as usual.
But this fight, this fight was different.
My teacher went into the group of kids fighting to stop them.
"wow." Peach said as she took a bite from her sandwich.
I saw my teacher struggling to help so I decided to try to help her. I picked up a plate and threw it in the crowd hoping something good will happen, but let's just say what I thought was stupid and it didn't help at all.
Everyone and Everything went quite. My teacher was now on the floor with broken pieces of the plate and blood running down her face.
"Oh my god." Peach broke the silence.
Teachers ran up to Miss. Smith and seconds later the ambulance took her away.
I saw my parents run into the cafeteria looking for me. They made eye contact with me and pulled me out of the school.
"I knew this would happen." My Dad said. "I just never thought this soon."
I looked at my parents and they look back at me.
"We're taking you to another school where they will teach you how to control yourself."
