Dedicated to: Whoa1Dtho
Hehe, I like your username! :3
Soooo thanks for your opinion. And it’s awesome that you’ve read my other story. Which I also haven’t updated in like forever. . . But anyway! Thanks for le contribution and I hope you’re still reading this.
. . . I mean when was the last time I uploaded this?
Three years ago?
Might as well be.
Enjoy le chapter, people! Commenters still get dedications. Not proofread, though. Don’t mind any mistakes.
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September 13th
Agent R. Harris is questioned.
23: The Announcement
Date: September 13th
“Ladies and gentleman, please settle down.”
I watch the man who stands at the podium. The voice belongs to Christopher Jacobs, whose blue eyes are incredibly bright underneath the lights of the assembly room.
Even without looking at the stage, anyone would figure out it was him. The room quiets down to a complete silence in such a way that only Christopher Jacobs could take credit for. Where I sit, in the far left hand corner of the auditorium, I feel the room become sharper somehow. Every ear anticipates his cold, hard, words over the surround sound system.
“As your assistant principal it is my duty to ensure the school’s safety,” Jacobs says. I can see the shine of his polished black shoes from where I am. It distracts me for a moment.
Alex nudges me from where he sits on my right, snapping me out of my thoughts, to get me to move over a seat for the student who needs to sit down.
“And that is why we’re here,” he says, and he pauses for a moment. When he continues, he clears his throat before he speaks. “Some of you may have already heard this from your fellow class members, I’m sure. They were nothing but rumors, at the time. However, it has been confirmed that two of the members of our community have been reported missing.”
If it’s possible, the room gets even quieter.
“At this point in time the police have no leads. Any information that might be useful is welcome, and if anyone knows something I urge you to come forward and speak to a member of the faculty. I’m sure the families of Adrian Nichols and Mr. Masters will be grateful to know that . . .”
I tune him out and turn to look at Alex. I open my mouth to say something, but I am interrupted by the sound of sniffling. Alex turns away from me to find the source and my head follows his.
Sitting behind us, there are three girls comforting one girl who sits in the middle of them, a brunette, sobbing silently into a napkin. I blink at them. Then I notice why they look familiar.
They’re the four girls that were flirting with Adrian when I broke up with him.
One of the girls comforting the one in the middle looks up at me and scowls. I raise an eyebrow at them. “Could you be quiet?” I say sourly. “I can’t hear.”
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