The Girl and The Murderer

4. Bad Boy ?

The rest of the day passes quickly and peacefully. I've got plenty of friends and they're all pretty nice. They don't stop congratulate me since we're out of biology and want to know everything about me.

I tell the story me and Lenny invented for this kind of situation :

-I've been left at birth and been found by the police in an abandoned building. Then, I've been adopted by the officer Gardner. And here I am.

I smile again in front of the astonished gazes of some, lost ones for the others. They don't trust me but whatever. With a story as big as mine, I am not surprised.

After the last bell ringing, I am called in the director's office.

-Miss... What's your name again ?

-Rachel. Rachel Gardner Sir. Why did you ask to see me ?

Somebody else enters the room, close the door and place themself beside me. I reckon the biology teacher and shut my mouth before saying something inappropriate.

-Mister Dickens beside you reported to me that you were walking through the classroom without permission during classes and that you had humiliated him while he caught you red-handed.

I force myself to stay calm. Getting upset will make things worse. I say simply :

-What Mister Dickens didn't tell you is that I moved from my seat only because one of my classmate needed a paper...

-Without my autorisation, he cuts me.

-Shut it Dickens. Let the little lady speak.

-Thanks Sir. And that we didn't talk at all. And you said to us not to say anything.

The director stares at me then at Mister Dickens who is eyeing me furiously. I continue, as calm as I began :

-As for the said-humiliation, I just said that I would be glad if he could find my parents and when everyone had exited the room.

I bow to the director, then, grudgingly, to Mister Dickens.

-You have my version of the facts. Now I have to go. If you will excuse me.

I exit. I grab my bag before running to the entrance where a suoervisor waited for me, the gate half-open.

-Go on Ray, it's getting dark.

I thank him with a shake of the head before leaving the school.

Once I'm in the street, I start to walk around randomly. The years at the orphanage come to my mind and I can't forget them.

The night comes slowly. Now, only the streetlights light my way.

I think about the past so much that I bump into a dark silhouette.

-Tch... Watch your steps dumbass...

-Sorry...

I look up and I see him. The bandaged boy. Am I still in a dream ? Or is it really true ?

-What are you watching brat ?

I rub my eyes, excuse myself once more before running away.

It's only when I'm in front of the door that I realize. I forgot my bag and the keys are in it !