It was Monday morning. I got up, got ready for school, Josh came and picked me up.
We arrived at the school, and it was just as we expected it to be like. Everyone was quiet walking from class room to class room without saying a word half the people wouldn't even make Eye contact.
Then all of a sudden half the police officers in Roseville were standing in our school, K-9 everywhere, searching through all are bags and lockers, to see if they could find a clue that would lead them to Jason. Because the truth was that they had nothing on Jason, what ever happened to him had to of been clean up really well.
After they were done going through our bags, they started calling students to the office so they could ask them questions. More than half the students didn't even say a word to the police. They were all just getting scared.
But then they called Josh, he was standing right next to me, and looked at me with fear and then walked to the office.
I never knew what was said when he went to the office, it was like he was scared to say a word.
(Skip to Friday afternoon)
