CODE RED (Book 1)

When Things Become Too Much

When Things Become To Much-62

Alex parked into the parking space once we made it to school that morning. He turned off the engine before sitting back in his seat, staring strait ahead before bringing his eyes to me.

I looked at the time on my phone before sighing." It isn't passing time yet, so if we make it in now then when can have time to look for them."

He looked out the window at the school before he reached in the back seat before coming up with his backpack, " Then we might as well get going."

I nodded before stepping out of the car, shutting the door behind me. I shoulders my backpack before I looked around the parking lot only to see fewer cars then usual.

But I didn't mind it as much, I just figured that we were possibly here early since the busses weren't around yet. But it was strange seeing the busses not here, since they always were whenever Alex and I got here. Maybe something was going on?

We both walked up the side walk not saying much else to each other. I took the time to look around and what I noticed made me have a very odd feeling.

There weren't as many students walking to school like it normally had been everyday, either they had decided to stay home or the shooting last night had—. . . the other conclusion I didn't really want to think about.

I turned my eyes to my left to see a boy one year my senior and I didn't fail to miss the troubled look on his face. No doubt he was worried about what had happened last night too, I was sure all the students here were.

I understood how tragic last night had been for most people especially for those who hadn't once in their lives come to near death.

I couldn't handle looking at him any more so I turned away and paid attention looking ahead. Keeping my eyes occupied by staring at the double doors to the entrance of the school.

I began to wonder if other students were going to act as shocked as the senior I had just seen, but then I took it back, of course they were. Who wouldn't after going through a shooting?

All of Weslyn High had gone out to that party last night so it was unlikely for people here to not know any thing about what had gone down unless they hadn't gone in the first place, but I was sure the gossip here would have them knowing about what had happened in seconds.

Alex stepped through the door before me and I followed close behind before he stopped suddenly in front of me causing me to bump into him from my lack of paying attention.

I moved strands of my black hair away from my eyes before I looked around his arm— since I was slightly shorter then him.

"Why'd you stop. . .?," I squeezed past him in between the medal door and his arm before standing in front of him.

He didn't answer me, just stayed paused in the middle of the door way, staring strait ahead.

I frowned before following his gaze.

It was then that I noticed everyone in the cafeteria were all huddled up in a large crowd, but there wasn't as many people in the crowd as I would have expected, perhaps a lot more people were missing then I had realized. They were all talking in a jumbled mess making it unclear about what conversations they were having. But by their body languages and frantic hand motions I could tell they were talking about last night.

I found myself pausing to stare at them as well. Normally it wouldn't be like this in the morning, of course students would be in big groups or should I saw "clicks", but not all huddled up in one spot.

"This isn't supposed to be happening, " I muttered to myself.

Alex looked up at a near by clock before turning to look down at me." Yeah, but I was expecting something like this, we should go, come on."