Amy's POV-
School was a hectic mess all over again. At first it was just a rumor that the president was coming here but now that he actually is here sent everyone into a flurry of rumors and either excitement or negativity and maliciousness.
Mrs. Rogers had us spend the whole class period learning about the succession of presidents and their jobs along with the fabulous achievements that they made. When I handed in my late packet she looked surprised. "Who knew you would actually do it, Amy." With her words anger buzzed like a hive of bees in me but I kept it down and instead offered her a sarcastic smile before returning to my seat.
Scarlet was busy on her work; she liked school apparently and didn't want to get anything lower than an 'A' on any project she was assigned. It was a boring class altogether. Alex Barenten, our ever know-it-all and info fountain answered the questions in quick succession and in my opinion going into a longer explanation than was need instead of replying to the damn question short and sweet. So, I spent the period intermittently switching my glare from the freckled kid and Mrs. Rogers.
In science we presented our projects; Mr. Curtain seemed slightly impressed with our work. Calvin also presented.... just by himself but he didn't look to mind it all that much. Apparently, the boys still finished their project.
When 4th period arrived, the intercom crackled to life saying all students report to the gym. I was slightly miffed since Language Arts was a subject that I liked, and I was extremely good at, but I filed into the gym obediently with the rest of the students like a herd of cattle. I just did it with a scowl on my face; a few other students wore their own.
I found Poppy with Lily and pushed through the crowd to stand next to them. "Do you know what's happening?" I asked her. They both shrugged, a sign that they didn't. "Great..." I mumbled under my breath.
At that moment silence hushed over the throng of students all clustered tightly in the gym like sardines. The principal walked onto a podium in the front of the gym. She cleared her throat which the microphone that was there picked up and send the sound across the space. She leaned back not expecting that. After a moment she stood up straight and spoke into it.
"We have a special visitor, who would like to give a special speech to all the lovely students."
I immediately knew who this guest was, and Poppy did as well because she tensed up. As the principal walked off the podium and went to stand near a line of teachers President Andrew Keragold went to replace her spot.
The man had cold black beady eyes that reminded me of a snake, a short statue and cropped wheat colored hair. His skin was pale as if he hadn't been out in the sun for days. A murmer fled through the crowd. The president raised both hands for silence and waited for the entire place to quiet down before he opened his thin lips to speak.
"You all are the next generation of our nation as you know, strong willed and I'm going to guess moderately brave. And as the president I want the best for our country including education. And it appears evident to me that your task to learn is being obstructed as well as public health. So that is why I am here, to make this town safe again and help to rid these fears that restrict you all."
I snorted, "This town wasn't safe to begin with, what makes him think that he can change that?"
As if he heard my thoughts he continued on speaking, "Safety measures will be taken, people will be put on guard to make everyone feel safe. That way your learning experience will not be interrupted by this silly, childish fear of the dark and we will do everything in our power to capture this murderer that appears to control this town." He smiled, and the children bristled at his words.
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Demons
FantasySmall towns hold the most secrets, some more dangerous than others. What happens when people start to be murdered or others begin to go missing? The police don't know who or what is killing these people. Amy is just a 16 year old girl who even in he...