I take my phone out of my pocket to check the time again. Only fifteen minutes have passed and I am just down the road from the school. For the first part, I was running, but then I slowed down to a slow jog.
It only takes me a few seconds to reach the fence to the school. It is one of those rot iron fences and is about nine foot tall. On the corners, and besides the gates, are old looking concrete pillars that are a bit taller than the fence itself. The fence surrounds the old brick school that I have gone to for the past few years.
The school is two stories tall with windows in each room that is on the outside wall. The place is about a hundred and fifty or so years old, which makes it the second oldest school out of all the districts. Some people believe it is haunted, which in some cases it does seem to be.
I quickly reach the entrance, then I realize that since I am late, I'll have to go in the back way. I glance around and see nobody, so I high tail it to the back of the school.
As soon as I reach the back, the bell for the next class period rings. Since there are some people that have a free hour at this time, there are people walking out of the school through the back. While the door is open, I quickly walk through it.
I take a few different turns to end up at my locker. When I get there, I glance around to see if I can spot any of my friends. I sigh when I don't and quickly turn back to my locker. I put the combination in and open the door. I then take my bag off and open it.
I take out the items I don't need and put them into my locker. Afterwards, I open the zipper that holds my wallet and things, then take them out. Before I put my bag into my locker, I put the items I am holding into my pockets. I then shove my bag into my locker and close the door.
I glance around again and I still don't see any of my friends. Knowing them they probably don't even realize I have made it to school. I shrug, since it is my free period, I could text one of them.
I quickly dig my phone out of my pocket and turn it on. I then read the time, ten fifty. Then it hits me, I don't have free period this class, I have history.
I sigh and quickly open my locker again. I grab my bag out then reach into the pile of books and pull out the history book I need. Afterwards, I open my bag and shove my book into it. I zip up my bag, then close my locker. I put my bag on like it is supposed to be and start walking down the hall to my history class, which is on the second floor.
I realize that I still have my phone in my hand, so I quickly unlock it and pull up my conversation between my group of friends and I. While walking I type, 'Hey guys, I made it to school. And don't worry about the fight tomorrow, I have gotten us help. I'll tell you later, either at lunch or when we get back to The Center. More than likely at lunch on the rooftop. I am sorry if I worried any of you. I'll see you guys later.'
I then press the send button and then concentrate on my walking. It only takes me a couple minutes to get from my locker on the first floor to my class on the second floor. It then hits me that I didn't turn my sound off on my phone, so I quickly do so before it goes off.
After turning the sound off, I put my phone in my pocket and open the door to my class. Like normal, the back right corner is left free for me. I walk to my seat and sit down. For the most part, the class is full, and only a few seats are empty. When I look around, I don't even see the teacher.
I shrug and pull my phone out. I keep it hidden behind the person sitting in front of me. I double check that my phone is on silent and then check the group chat. Nobody has said anything back, which doesn't surprise me. Nine times out of ten each of them keep their phones in their locker with it off.

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District 9
FanfictionScarlett and her closest friends live in The Center, a place that is much like an adoption center, but they also live a secret life that few know about. But there is another group that are friends with Scarlett that are also living secret lives. Wh...