Chapter 37: Gross...

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As we pull into the parking lot I start to get really self conscious, and start messing with the collar of my shirt. Sierra's hand slaps mine as I park.

"Stop that, you look fine, more than fine really." She says getting that look in her eyes, that she does right before she kisses me.

"Let me out." Danny says pushing against Sierra's seat.

We all laugh and get out, and that's when I notice the news vans, of which there are almost ten of them. I exchange quick looks with Sierra, and Danny gives me a confused look. Josh pulls up beside us, and Alex is hanging out of the front window.

"What's that all about?" He asks pointing to the vans.

"I guess they're here about yesterday, I mean we are just teenagers, and we could care less as long as someone'll bleed." I say causing everyone to slap me a high five.

"That song man, every time. But seriously do you think they want interviews?" Alex asks dropping out of the suburban.

"I think it's more likely they want to ask us questions before we get carted off to jail." I say, as the back door of the school opens, and Mr. Scott along with several other teachers are rushing towards us, with the media on their tails.

I exchange looks with the rest of them, and they look forward. Mr. Scott and the other teachers make it to us first, and huddle close to us raising four black umbrellas .

"Follow us, and stay under the umbrellas." Mr. Scott says harshly, but not unkindly.

They begin walking us forward, while outside the wall that they have made with the umbrellas, questions are being throw fast and loudly. I can't understand most of it, and anytime I focus on a sentence another voice drowns it out. We make slow progress at first, but then I hear a loud bullhorn, and I know our resource officer Mr. Crowley is assisting our escape.

They get us inside, and usher us into a classroom with no windows.

"Mr. Scott what's going on?" I ask looking down at him.

"I remember you being shorter." He says looking up at me confusion plain on his face. "Why are you wearing that obscene shirt?" Sierra huffs loudly and repeats my question as I fiddle with the collar of my shirt again.

"Seriously stop Fang." Sierra warns, and I stop. "Mr. Scott what is going on out there?"

"Somehow the truth got out, and you eight are in a bit of trouble. Somehow they got a video of your heroics in the gym yesterday, and they are particularly interested in you Mr. Grant." As he says this one of the other teacher flip on the news.

To my immense surprise there is a helicopter camera looking over our school. The video moves away, and a reporter shows on the news, and is talking about each of us.

"That's right Diane, the eight teenagers were rushed inside by the faculty of this school. Their names again are Felix Grant, Wayne Daniels, Claire Castle, Kayla Daniels, Sierra Watson, Miranda Rogers, Joshua Henderson, and Alexander Williams. Again here is video of the ringleader coming to blows with a few of the men that attacked this school yesterday."

The video plays in the top right of the screen, it looked to have been taken by someone's phone. The video shows Defran and I rushing at each other. He tries to take my legs and I flip him through the air. The video keeps going until Sierra, Claire and Miranda tackle me to the side. The reporter then continues about how much of a nutcase I am. The teacher flips off the news and they look to me.

"We can't keep you in here forever, but we-" Mrs. Meredith starts but stops as my phone goes of playing Mother by Danzig.

"Shit." I say and then look at the teachers, assembled with an apologetic glance. I pull out my phone and answer. "Hey mom."

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