Not Normal

Chapter 3: now.

After me and Olivia finished organising when she would come over, we made our way to lunch. We were about to walk through the door to the cafeteria when my stomach grumbles, she look at me and started giggling, "what I'm hungery" I defended, and I was, I was pretty fucken hungry.

We walked up to the line, still talking as we grabbed food.
She said bye, and gave me a quick hug before leaving me to sit with her group.

Now where do I feel like sitting? I asked my self as I looked around the cafeteria, with three people from different groups looking up at me with pleading eyes.
Dam. There going to make me feel bad if I don't choose them.
Well I do have English next so maybe I should just sit with Lilly, but Henry is so funny and fun to sit with.
Henry was gay, and a really chill guy, most people liked him because of his personality, he could just click with everyone.
I was really stuck here.
But I did have English next. I gave Madison and Henry a 'I'm sorry' look as I made my way to Lilly's table.

"Hey Sydney, how's are you and have you written anything new in your book?" She ask and I nodded enthusiastically as I handed her my tablet from my bag, where my book was written on.
For the rest of lunch Lilly gave me tips on how to write a few things better in my book, and I gave her a more interesting twist for hers.

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  English today was ok so far we had just been reading.
I was sitting next to Lilly, as we were secretary working on our books. The room silent, as people wrote notes to each other or just read.
But then it happened.
59 year old Mr Tom dropped, the first to drop in our town.
He had collapsed.
He was healthy. No sign this would of happened.
Just dropped out of nowhere.
The unfinished word of silent readin on the board, the n caring down off the board to where he lay.
Everyone just steered at him, no one getting up.
The class was drop dead silent, waiting for him to get up or move, tell us this was a joke and we just got pranked. But nope. No movement.

My mind was blank. I forgot how to function.
But then I realised, everyone was like me. Everyone was scared and waiting for someone to do something, so I did what I wanted someone else to do.
I stood up slowly and crept over to his body, everyone's eyes on me.
I gently placed my hands under him and gently flipped him on his back.
As soon as he was flipped over, blood was visible. It was leaking from his open eyes and mouth, even his ears and nose had thick red blood coming from it.
I lowered my head on his chest, listening for a hart beat, as people gathered around me.

No beat.

I checked for a pulse on his wrist...

Nothing.

I raised my shaking hands to his neck... after three minutes of searching. Nothing.

Nothing was there.

Realisation hit me.

I looked up at everyone who had gathered around me, "he's gone" I said in a quiet voice.
"What do we do?" I heard someone say.
Are you fucking retarded or something. Isn't it obvious. "Someone needs to call 911, and then tell the office" I said in the most calmest tone I could manage.

Someone just died.

People that were standing around suddenly snapped out of there trance.

Once two people left to inform the office, and someone went into the hall way to contact the hospital, I asked if any one knew how to Perform CPR, in case there was a chance to save his life.
One of the soccer players who's name was Joel came ford and knelt beside me.
"I know how" he said as he placed his hands on Mr Tom's chest in a triangle like position.

"I'm sorry everyone, but I want you guys to wait in the hall" I ordered, still maintaining my calm tone. I said this because there were a few pail faces. And a lot of the girls were crying, this must just be to much for them.They just saw someone die, it isn't a nice thing.

Someone just fucking died! How the hell I'm I so calm.

Well I'm panicking on the inside.

Everyone actually listened and made there way out into the halls.
The CPR wasn't working.
"Joel" I place my hand on his shoulder and he stopped.
"There was nothing we could have done" I said. He nodded his hand and went out to the hall, and I followed him.
On the way out we passed the principal and a few teachers.

The hall was fill with the rest of the class.

I saw Joel shake his head, as people looked at us. As if he was saying that the teacher hadn't made it.

I was really surprised by how I acted. I was calm and in control.

Poor Mrs Tom and there children.
To know her husband and there father had died in school.

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After that, the hole school got the day off.
Apparently two other teachers had died... the rumours saying that there eyes were bleeding, and the exact same things that happened to Mr Tom.
But they were only rumours, the teachers haven't confirmed the deaths yet.

"Maybe someone could have slipped some kind of poison into the food in the staff room?" I had asked my brother, when we were driving home, "that's possible, but who would want to do that?"

I was now at home scrolling through Instagram and Facebook talkng on a group chat that had practically everyone in my year on it.
"Sydney! Mom and dad are calling from Paris! They want to talk to us!" Luke shouted up to my room, from the kitchen.
I put my phone in my back pocket and run down the stairs.
My brother was sitting on a stool with the iPad in front of him with mum and dad on FaceTime.
In the background was an expensive looking kitchen, probably one of the hotels they were in.
"Hey honey, we herd what happened at school today are you ok?" My mother said in a Concerned tone.
"Yeah, as fine as I can be when you have seen someone die right in front of you"
"Oh honey I'm so sorry" my dad said.
"It's ok, you have nothing to be sorry for" why were they even apologising? It's not like they killed him.
"Oh, sweeties I'm sorry but we have to go" dad said.
"Of course you do. You can even talk to me for ten seconds can you?"
"That's not true"my mum said, but it was.