I couldn't stay home for 2 days. Even though I feel better, I'm still have a mild cold. I just need to tell John about Giri, about my parents, about how I feel. I'm running through the halls just to find that one person. Avoiding everyone I can, just to reach him.
I ran to my first period class seeing everyone else but him. I needed to talk to you John, you would've made everything good again.
Since he was absent, I'll copy some notes down for him and go take care the cold or illness he might have. I giggled to myself, sitting down in my seat. The whole class looked in my direction feeling sorry for me? There it goes again, that chill down my spine. I hated it. The class was waiting for the teacher to arrive, so everyone just huddled into their groups to gossip or whatever. Looks like a girl finally mustered the courage to talk to me, for some reason this didn't feel good.
Nervous and awaiting what might come, the girl says, "Hey Jordan," she forced a smile. "I'm sorry about John, I hope he recovers from that accident." My eyes widened, I covered my mouth with my hand and the other was holding my forehead. What did she mean by 'Accident?'
"You didn't know? He was walking and saved this student from a car.." She continued explaining but I didn't want to hear the rest. Tears formed in my eyes, my face completely red, my eyelids puffy, and my whole world my breaking down to pieces.
I put my head down on my desk and took out my earbuds playing loud music. He was foolish, saving a dumb middleschooler but the culprit got away with his murder! Ignoring everyone, avoiding physical and any kid of contact with others. The only people I interacted with were my parents, teachers, and people whom I worked for or worked with.
