I decided to dress simple, a grey hoodie and blue jeans. "This'll do, I guess.." I walked out of the door, while I said goodbye to uncle.
I stood at the entrance of my new school. "Well, let's just get this over with", I said to myself. I walked in, and observed multiple groups of people talking, lots of lockers, and classrooms. Seems like a pretty normal school to me.
I was walking through the hallway, when a friendly-looking girl stopped me. "Hello, you're new to this school right?", she asked me. "Ye-es.. I am, why?" I responded. I accidentally stuttered, *sigh* why am I like this.. Now she must think I'm nervous or something.
"We're in the same class!" She said cheerfully. I was surprised but glad, because she seems very nice even when we just met. " Okay, cool", I said casually. To be honest I didn't know how to respond, So I hope it didn't sound weird. "Come on, follow me". "We have English class right now". I followed her through the hallway. During the walk she asked me: "So your name is Jame right? I'm Lucia", she informed me with a smile on her face. "Yes it is, nice to meet you Lucia."
We arrived after a short walk, the school isn't that big so..
I closed the door behind me when Lucia walked up to sit with another girl, probably her friend I think. I went to sit alone, since there isn't really anyone to sit with. The teacher shouted: "Okay class! Everyone be quiet!", with a loud voice. Immediately the class went quiet and they looked up to the direction of the teacher. He is a tall man, wearing black pants and shoes, and a greatly ironed white blouse.He coughed in order to prepare to speak in a more normal tone. "Good morning class, my name is Evan Davis but you should call me Mr. Davis or 'sir'." He announced in a monotone voice. "As you all know, I am a new teacher to this school, I hope we will get along well during the start of this year." He seemed okay to me, I wouldn't exactly use the word 'nice', but he wasn't like other teachers. I was just getting lost in my thoughts when I suddenly heard my name being called. "Jame, you are new to this school aswell, please introduce yourself." For some reason I lightly panicked. I took a deep breath and said: " Hello everyone, I'm Jame." All those eyes on me made me extremely nervous.. "I'm 15 years old, I attended to this school because I moved to a different place, nice to meet you all." I said with a smile.
I think it was for the best to say 'I just moved here.' Actually.. my parents passed away two months ago, in a car accident.
Flashback: July the 3th, 2017
I was waiting for my parents to come home, they have been gone to go visit a friend who lives about 3 hours away.I am confused.. They have been gone for 14 hours now, it normally doesn't take this long.. I stared out of the window, it's storming and raining. Ugh, how come the weather is like this, we're literally in the middle of the summer. I've been trying to call my mom and dad 3 times but the obnoxious- robotic voice kept repeating: "This number is not available". "Try again".
I kept walking around the living room, which is my habit when I'm nervous. But then I got startled by the sudden noise of the cellphone coming from the left direction of where I'm standing. I quickly walked to pick it up. "Hello, with Jame Lee". A male voice started to speak, when I immediately recognized it's owner: Uncle Lee. "Jame, I'm picking you up RIGHT NOW", he putted a lot of pressure on the two last words, it's probably really urgent.. "You NEED to be ready, see you soon". He hang up before I could say anything.
-6 minutes later-
I ran to my uncle's car, and quickly got in. While he started the car up, I asked him curiously: "What's going on?" He didn't respond. I started to get annoyed, I needed an answer. "ANSWER ME!", " DON'T IGNORE ME!" I shouted. He looked at me with a startled look, because I don't get mad very often. "You.. You will know after we reached our destination! Don't scream at me like that!!" He said loudly. I felt the adrenaline growing in my chest. He just commanded me to get in his car, drive somewhere and not tell me what's going on? "Just TELL ME!" Uncle responded annoyed: " I can't...". "JUST TELL ME, I NEED TO KNOW". Then my uncle snapped.."Your parents got in a car accident"
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Serial Killer
HorrorMy name is Jame. I'm 15 years old. My parents passed away in a car accident recently, I'm officially broke on the inside. Now I'm living with my uncle, he is the only family I have left now. I'm not ready to go to school, but my uncle told me I need...