"Crystal! Crystal!" Someone is yelling my name. I'm not sure what happened. Where am I? How long have I felt like this? "Crystal!!" Finally, the darkness from my eyes being closed goes away and I open my eyes.
When I open my eyes, I notice that someone is down the hall, screaming my name and running towards me. I finally notice it's Sylvia. What happened that she's so freaked out? I think to myself as I sit myself up. Apparently, I've been laying on the floor. I seriously have no memory of what happened.
Sylvia finally reaches me and stretches her hand out as she tries to help me up. She's panting really hard. I mean, REALLY, hard. "Oh my gosh! Thank goodness you're okay!" she yells to me. "When I saw you laying on the floor, I got really scared that something happened to you! Where have you been?! I haven't seen you since we all seperated yesterday!"
Yesterday... This is running through my head. I now remember that we've been trashing the hallways. All seven of us people in our group. I haven't seen anyone since yesterday... How has she worried about me only now? I then ask Sylvia, "H-have I been here since y-yesterday, Sylv?"
"I think so! Are you hurt?! What happened?!"
Sylvia is one of my other best friends. She's really protective and she always cares for people, especially me. Slyvia is one of my black friends. I'm not racist with people, so I accept her for who she is. She is always wearing heels, necklaces, big hoop earrings, and has pink-tip hair.
I almost mumble, "No, I'm fine. I'm not really sure what happened though..." I explain. "The last thing I remember was that I was resting from running around the hallway. I think..."
"Thank goodness you're okay!" she yells. "I texted you and you never answered. Then, I went to your house in the morning and you weren't there! That's when I decided to come here to look for you!"
I still can't believe I was here over night. Wouldn't someone have called the police by then? "Thanks for finding me. I don't think I would've woken up if I didn't hear you calling my name."
Sylvia says, "No problem! By the way, why were you passed out anyway?"
Huh... I passed out? How did I pass out? When did I pass out? I have no memory of anything after resting. I'm really curious.
"I-I-I don't remember...," I stutter. I hate stuttering. It makes me sound like that thing at the end of a Looney Tunes episode.
"Don't worry. I'll help you gain you memory back," explains Sylvia. "For now, let's get our Corridor Crashers together."
I look at her in confusion. "Corridor Crashers?" I have a feeling that she's hallucinating, more than I am.
She responds, "Yup. That's the name of our group." Sylvia is so weird at times. "Since we destroyed the hallways, Edward and I named all of us the Corridor Crashers."
"That's a good name." I actually really liked the name. It fitted us perfectly.
I smile stupidly at Sylvia and she smiles back. She doesn't care that I act dumb. She's there for me.
"Let's go get the Corridor Crashers together and meet at the cafeteria," says Sylvia. I nod in agreement. "See ya in a bit!" Sylvia then leaves to get everyone to the school to meet up.
Who knew I'd actually have a gang name. I've never had one before. After Sylvia has disappeared past the wall, I smile from ear to ear. I'm a Corridor Crasher.
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Life is a Killer Grade
Misterio / SuspensoA young, teenager named Crystal MacKena, has complications in her school. Her grades keep her from being happy and having freedom. Unusual, doesn't-happen-every-day events occur as she trudges her way through the year. These days aren't anything lik...
