I tie up my lace and head towards the door of the changing room and run out of school. I'm taking the same route as always the campus is enormous and I have a fear of getting lost also I like to stay close to the dorms, epically in winter because it gets dark and the school has a weird feel to it, I can’t explain it very well but almost like I’m not supposed to be there. It is probably my imagination or the fact that I am kind of dum compared to my class mates.
I am passing the gym when I hear a gunshot, My instincts tell me to drop to the ground. I crawl over to the nearest tree and look to the area where it came from. Baring in mind my heart is beating about 20 times faster than it should be, it’s so loud I’m sure that whoever fired the gun can hear it. I see two dark figures sneak into the school. The gunshot was a distraction! I have to tell someone, but who. Who will believe me? Molly will. I have to find her she’ll know what to do.
Five minutes later I’ve run back to the dorm building and checked our room, she’s not there. So I check the food hall, she’s not there. Then I think of the few other places she could be. Library, Dance Studio, Music room, dorm living area or one of our friend’s dorms. I check all of them and then our dorm room again and she is nowhere to be found. The next person I guess that could tell about the gunshot, which I temporarily forgot about, is the head, Miss Greenworth. I literally run to her office hoping she’ll still be there because I don’t have the courage to go all the way to her flat on the other side of campus. When I get to her office I knock carefully and wait, a second later she calls out “Come in” I enter cautiously.
“Oh hello Emma, how can I help you” she asks sweetly
“I heard a gunshot and I can’t find Molly anywhere” I whisper almost in tears.
Her face turns ashen and she looks deep into my eyes.
“If what you are saying is true than Molly is in grave grave danger” she says in a hoarse whisper.
She picks up her phone and dials very carefully although she doesn’t dial 999 which is what I expect. She talks too quietly for me to hear but my mind is going fuzzy and I feel sick to my stomach and I’m sure I’m going to faint. Miss realises just too late the last thing I hear is her say is “Mr Priminister, they’re back” and then I pass out.
Authors Note: So I know this bit is really rushed the story slows down a bit as it goes on, I wrote this a while ago, I don't want to change it!! Sorry!!!
