All the other students rush past me in a blur as I stand completely still, knowing I'm the only one who can see him. He blends in with the crowd, looking like a regular student but I know who he really is. And I know what he's planning. He's staring at the floor seemingly moving to his next class. I inch towards him. He glances up at me with a smirk on his face. He looks up at her and she smiles back. He looks at me once more and breaks into a sudden sprint. But I knew it was coming and followed close behind. We race down the stairs, practically leaping over other people's heads. We reach the bottom of the stairs and it's down the hall we go. Past the guidance counselor, past the librarian, past the principal, all yelling at us to slow down. But we didn't. This goes on until we reach a dead end in the boiler room where I pin him to the wall, my arm on his throat. I can tell he isn't scared, but neither am I.
"Shut it down." I spat through gritted teeth.
"Can't" He said jokingly, clearly lying.
"Shut it down!" I shout in his face. He smiles.
"Oooh! Feisty! I like it!"
"I'm not messing around, here!" I say pressing my arm tighter against his neck.
"Oops!"
"What?!"
"Time's up!"
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Short stories, Poems, Etc.
AcakThis is just a book of short stories, poems, and other short little things that I've written over the years. Hope you like them! :)
