Dark Alley

Chapter 15

     "Dude - dude wake up!' I hear   Dean saying, my eyes were shut but I know it's his, I can also feel him shaking my shoulder.

     "He's so cute!" I hear someone say, I assume it was Antoinette. I opened my eyes as I see Antoinette crossing arms with Dean. All the people in the class circling me. I must've fallen asleep.

     "Where's Mrs. Dekker?" It's all I could ask, she could kill me for falling asleep in her class.

     "She left," Dean said, his face frowning. "You fell asleep and didn't enter your two last subjects dude! That's badass!"

     "What?"

     "We came back for you Foster," Antoinette told me this time. "To see if you're still here - well yeah you are really still here."

     "Class dismissed dude," Dean added. “Just hours ago. “ I looked at everybody, they seemed concerned. I thought of not thinking bad things about them because they are trying to help me from my stupidity. I was a little bit ashamed for sleeping on class, and also for skipping two of my classes. I took my bag with me and walked out of the class as I hear them giggling - I acted like I didn't mind them and continued. 

     The halls are empty, I wonder if  this how it looks like when you go out late in school.

     I assumed Calvin and Tracy already left, so I decided to walk towards Calvin's house, which I have to remember where. I go out of the door and fortunately found Calvin scanning a newspaper while sitting in his car.

     I tapped the glass window of the car with my knuckles to get his attention. Calvin opened the  window as he looks at me, surprized for my arrival.

     "What are you doing here kid?" Calvin asked.

     "School's done," I tell him.

     "Huh? Where's Tracy?"

     "I thought she already arrived in the house before me."

     "School's not yet out till 3 kid!"

     "Huh?" 

     "Seriously kid? It's still freaking 1:30 P.M. are you staying to ditch school?"

     "What? No! They told me - “A pause. I thought about Dean. I thought about Antoinette and her friends. I thought about the fourth graders in my past life. I'm so dumb. Why haven't I thought of it? I want to kill myself. I look back at Calvin who is still waiting for my explanation. "Just take me home Calvin."

     "You have to go to school kid."

     "TAKE ME HOME CALVIN!" I told him. My jaws and fists clenched tight.

     Don't cry.

     Don't cry.

     I cried - and so Calvin opened the door for me as I jumped in his car. I pressed the bag in my chest, somehow I felt ashamed. I feel sick. I don’t want to go back there. I thought of how long Calvin will make me suffer.

     "Tell me what happened when we get there Foster," Calvin says. "Tell me who I have to blame for this."

     Calvin himself is the blame for this.