In classroom B312 a girl named Cara Daniels had dropped her pencil onto the floor from her desk. Cara Daniels was in the 8th grade, on the second floor of North Mayin Junior High. Cara was sitting in the second row of 4, in Ms. Harris’s classroom. As Cara slowly lent down to pick up the pencil, she began to hear the schafer twins talking about sports politics. The conversation between the twins went unheard by the teacher, even when James Schafer, (the slightly shorter one) started to raise his voice. Cara had gotten so focused in the conversation that the twins were having, that she forgot to pick up her pencil, and was still lent down on the cold marble classroom floor. When Cara finally did pick up her pencil, she was completely lost when the teacher had stopped talking about the lesson of the earth’s tectonic plates. Cara looked to her left to see if the boy seated next to her named John Davies could help her catch up. John however was talking to someone on the other side of the room about the newest and fastest car. Cara hated cars, she hated how almost every boy her age was obsessed with cars, and motorcycles. All of a sudden Cara heard more talking, it seemed like everyone except her was talking. She was incredibly confused as to why the teacher heard none of the Sports talk, Car talk, and general conversation. Suddenly Cara heard her name called out by the teacher. Cara was at this point panicking. To her it seemed everything was moving by so fast, it had only been 5 minutes, and she was so lost. All of the eyes in the room (including Ms. Harris) were on her.
“So Cara would you care to explain the term ‘tectonic plate’ and after that please explain why the earth has deformed and reformed because of the tectonic plates” Ms. Harris said slowly. Ms. Harris was in no way a bad teacher, if you stayed on her good side then you were fine. Cara knew she would answer this question wrong no matter what she said.
Cara got up the courage and said “Well uh to be honest, I had a little trouble paying attention . Would you mind repeating the question?” Cara asked this calmly, only stuttering a little, but in reality she was freaking out. Cara’s neck had become itchy, her whole body felt itchy. She scratched the back of her neck, as the teacher just looked at her. The teacher never answered Cara’s question, she didn’t even dignify Cara with a response.
The room fell silent. All Cara could see was glances at her. She could see people silently grinning. Cara saw right through their plain expressions. Most students were staring at the teacher, occasionally laughing when the teacher makes a bad science related pun. The teacher had enough of the silent judging, she told everyone to quit it, or they would be in heaps of trouble. Soon enough the students were given a paper to distract them, it worked. It was a difficult science crossword puzzle, it was given to the students because there was only 10 minutes of class left, and the teacher had already taught everything on the agenda. Cara could hear small things, that could make anyone on the edge go mad. Students feet were tapping on the ground, each tap hit ears like a twelve gage. It so seemed so loud, in the almost dead silent room. In the back of the room, a fan had started to spin, it seemed like with every rotation it would spin faster and faster until the blade fell out, and shot into her head. The clock was ticking, each tick and tock made the room seem like there was a time bomb, and they 4 seconds to live. Pencils, nails, and fingers were rapidly tapping each desk, it seemed like they were trying to drive Cara mad. The light bulb in front of Cara’s desk started to flicker, it seemed impossible that it would flicker on this day and time. Of course it was this day and time. That had finally broke her, with the tapping, spinning, flickering, and in the distance banging, it drove Cara mad.
Cara suddenly stood up from her desk, she yelped in pain when she hit her legs on the desk as she was rising up. She started to slowly walk towards the somewhat small doorway. When Cara reached the doorway, she bolted out of it, she only stopped when she heard her teacher yell for her, she then just kept running. Cara had to run out the back door, which was in the cafeteria on the first floor. As Cara came up to the lockers, she quickly ran past them, she thought monsters would pop out of the lockers if she didn't stop running. When Cara came to the stairwell, she wasted no time, and went down the first banister, towards the end she fell, but then got up and just kept on running. When Cara finally made it out the cafeteria door, she started to run out of the school zone, and towards the road home. Cara was finally going home. Cara finally made in to the intersection, and wanted to waste no time. She was impatient and will regret when she started to run across the street, when a light blue ford fiesta was just passing.
On the east side of intersection 3 in North Mayin, a ford fiesta was going 24 miles over the speed limit. Trish Sierra was the driver and was looking the glove box for sunglasses and a phone charger. Trish was 16 and had just received her license 2 months prior to the following events. Trish didn’t have her eyes on the road when a 13 year old girl without a backpack came in front of the vehicle in the middle of the intersection. The car came to a speeding halt but it was to late. Cara had been hit by the car and was injured severely.
Cara woke up in the North Mayin Hospital with the woman who hit her beside her hospital bed. Trish had her eyes in her hands, and was sobbing. Cara looked down at herself and saw that she had a cast around her left arm, a splint around her ring finger, and an orthopedic cast around her neck. Cara had started to cry as well. Trish wasn’t crying because she almost killed Cara. Trish was crying because she didn’t want to lose her license, because she had just gotten it very recently. Cara had thought they were both crying because they were scared, she was right in some way. Cara was badly damaged and bruised, but there was no doubt, she would live. Trish would definitely lose her license. Both Trish and Cara didn’t know this. They embraced each other, and sobbed into eachothers shoulders for the first and final time.
