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Thursday, March 21, 2006

Jacks POV

I waited for about a half-hour. I was still sitting at my door. My mind drifted to many places. Mostly to what I should do. Also if I had made too big of a deal out of the situation.

I'm super hungry. I should probably go get food. I get up and grab my phone. After I get my phone I go out of my room as quietly as possible. Im making sure the door doesn't make a lot of noise. After the door is shut I walk down quietly to the cafeteria.

When I get there I see a few people talking. I walk over to the cupboard with snacks. I open the cupboard to find that there's hardly anything. There's a chocolate bar. That looks good. There's some oatmeal bars too. Some other stuff is there. The oatmeal bar seems the best right now. I grab the oatmeal bar and take it to my room with a bottle of water from the fridge.

By the time I reach my room the oatmeal bar is gone and I've drank a quarter of the water. As I'm about to open my door I look over to the room marks in.

I feel a cold tap on my shoulder. I turn around and it's Ethan. He waves me to follow him. I start to follow him. I bet he's taking me to the courtyard or something.

He leads me to the cafeteria. I throw away the oatmeal bar wrapper. The water bottle is still in my hand.

"You should probably explain to mark what happened this morning. If he's going to stay here you should at least tell him you can see us too." Ethan said.

"How am I supposed to know if he will keep that secret? How am I supposed to know how he'll react? How am I supposed to know what he'll think of me? I don't even know how he thinks of me now after this morning!" I say. Telling him something like that is too revealing of who I am. It's a secret I don't intend on telling.

"At least talk it out with him. He seemed shocked and confused so just talk about this morning. Okay?"

I don't want to talk to him. I'm scared of what he'll say. I'll agree anyway, even if I procrastinate. "Okay..." I respond.

"Good. Now go talk to him!"

I nod and start to walk back. I'm so nervous of what he'll say.

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