His glimmer of hope

Chapter One

She was quiet.

Kept to herself.

Things have happened to her, things she cannot explain without becoming in a glum, depressive state of mind.

She was not popular among her classmates, making her virtually invisible to others. Although there were some predicaments when it came to her social life, she seemed relatively happy with the way things were. She was left alone, and the others socialized with one another, a happy medium for her.

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It was 12 o'clock on the dot, and Sas was lounging in the back of the class, contently reading on an uncomfortable school chair. Third bell is English, and the twenty minutes of reading was required for them at the beginning of class, to get them motivated to take their final exam which they were all expected to pass with flying colors. However, the designated reading time was wasted for three-fourths of the class were on their cellphones texting one another rather than having an actual conversation.

"I need everyone to put their books up, we are running a tad late on our schedule for today," Ms. Martinez spat.

She was a rather old lady, who was just divorced. Her ex husband had not 'treated her correctly' so she ended up filing a divorce, but most of the class knew he was probably the one who left her, she is a hot head.

"Caroline, I want you to pass out the textbooks we will be using today."

"Where are they exactly?" Caroline asked.

Caroline was considered one of the most liked girls in school. Her long, flowing black hair swung over her shoulder when she walked, and she had a cocky look to her, extremely unappealing.

"Class, point Caroline to where we keep our textbooks."

The class pointed in the direction of Sas, who glanced up from her book, blushed, and continued to bury her face in her book. Caroline made her way over, then started to pass out books.

"While Caroline is passing out books I will explain what we will be doing today. I will put the page numbers on the board and after that I will assign you all partners for this specific assignment. This will be a week long assignment. Sooner or later I will print out the rubric but for now I will relay the message through talking."

"UGH EXCUSE ME!"

A loud screech sounded from the back of the room, and everyone's heads turned.

"Caroline what's the matter? Was the screaming that necessary?" Ms. Martinez asked.

"Extremely!" Caroline paused, flipped her hair, then continued, "Sas hit me in my chest!"

"Sas, do you care to explain or would you like to have a cool-down in the office?" Ms. Martinez spat.

"Well, Ms. Martinez based on your teaching skills and overall lack of giving a shit about our education, especially mine, I gladly accept your offer to go to the office."

Sas grabbed her phone and stuffed it in her bra, then grabbing her over the shoulder book bag and her new library book she made her way to the front of the class. She walked past the teacher, smiled, and tucked back a piece of her blonde hair that was loose from her ponytail and made her way out of the class to the office.

The old wooden door screeched when Sas opened it, it was the oldest room in the school. Heading to the waiting room, she noticed it was eerily quiet. She began to look around, peeking in random rooms to only find an empty desk and leftovers from the staff's lunch. It was odd, especially since the office was usually buzzing with troublesome students; it was a ghost town. She looked to her left and a sign read 'Do not enter, office will be open in 30 minutes, any student that disrupts will be given an immediate consequence.'