I dialed the familiar numbers and swung my locker open. Yet another day wasted in this place of havoc.
I felt a pair of eyes on me, and the sound of shoes making their way over.
"No one knows, snap out of it!" I said under my breath, making sure no one heard, although in such a crowded hallway I would have to scream to make my voice hear.
"Hi! What did you do last night?" Asked a girl, not taking her eyes off her cell phone, just trying to make small talk. Asking such a simple question, yet I knew I couldn't answer.
"Ah, nothing. Char, what kind of question is that? Really, what is there to do here anyways?" I heard the lie in words. But could she?
"This is true." A girl named Rachel bounced over. "Got your stuff?"
I looked down at my books and sighed, another class. Another hour and a half of useless information.
I grabbed my text for study, and tried to walk towards my class. As we passed the office I felt a pair of eyes burning into my back. I caught their gaze, if only looks could kill. But why me? No one ever noticed me, which I found a little strange. In such a small school, everyone had their fair share of attention. Except me, always in the background. Perhaps it was better that way. I sped up my steps and sprinted past.
I continued to walk down the hallway, stopping at my next class and slipping into my seat. I began to pull my textbooks open to try and busy myself, but the teacher cleared her throat. Silence filled the room.
She started calling names, quickly and quietly down the list. I listened, waiting for the moment I might break, I tried to calm myself.
"Urnbaugh? Urnbaugh, Kevin? Has anyone seen Kevin?" She called out to the class, but we all knew it was directed to the back of the classroom. At the back a group of teenage boys sat. Kevin's friends.
"Nah." One answered. None of them were concerned.
She continued down the list. I hadn't exposed the truth just yet.
But what was the truth?
I answered to my name and slipped into my trance. Resurrecting the feeling.
