Logan's POV
After all my boring classes, I had lunch. I smiled to myself. Lunch was my favorite part of the day. I used to talk louder than the whole school combined, until the monitors tell me to shut up. Good times.
I walked into the lunchroom, like a boss. Yeah. Haters gonna hate. By that, I mean bullies. Bullies gonna bully. It's not fun to be bullied, so I BULLY that PERSON for the rest of the year.
I skipped the whole line and cut in front of Seth. People began to bitch.
"Hey! Back of the line!"
"That's not fair!"
"I'm gonna tell Mr. Fear!"
Of course, I ignored them. After getting a slice of pizza, I made my way to the lunch lady. She was an old hag with short grey hair. Her skin looked all floppy. Suddenly, I just lost my fucking appetite.
"So, huh, how much does it cost?"
She mumbled something.
"What?" I asked.
She mumbled something again.
"Uhhh-" I began to say.
"Bitch please! It's one dollar!" snapped the old lady.
"Alright, alright!" I shouted. I shivered in disgust and waited for Seth to get through buying his lunch.
"Oh, um. You're looking as lovely as ever." he said to her.
"Aww. Why thank you Seth." The lady said.
I rolled my eyes. "You're such a liar." I told him as we walked to our seats.
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Don't go to School!
УжасыWelcome to Mr. Fear's High School, Fear High. Everything is great, but there's just one problem. Teachers and students are disappearing everyday. Is Mr. Fear behind this? Could the killer be closer than you think? That's the problem. The killer know...
