The Drive To School

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7-5-12-9'19 p.o.v.

Father was in the limo with us because his work is 20 miles ahead. I decided to ask my father if he feels like the days were repeating over the last two days. We were here. The school is huge. I'm honestly not surprise because it hold kindergarten to high school. Each floor hold different grade level. The bottom is high school is the bottom floor, middle school is middle floor, and primary is top. 20-5-4 was the first one out. I was planning to stay in.

"7-5-12-9'19 stay here for a bit, 20-5-4 you could go," father asked no wait demanded to make me stay here. 20-5-4 left and the driver went to go help him to tell him where to go.

" what is -" I was about because it wasn't normal for him to talk to one of privately, but I was interrupted.

"You had something in mind, don't you?" He asked.

"Yeah" I answered.

"Ask away," he told me. I knew he is clever, but wasn't thinking he would read my mind. He took a sip of his coffee while looking at his phone.

"Do you ever feel like ... the days are repeating ... over the past two days?" I asked hesitantly. He choked on his coffee a bit and spit it complete shock. He look like he went threw this. He was looking at the other kids and then hesitantly asked me a question like we could be arrested anytime soon.

"Have you met anyone with black eyes?" I thought when he asked that question. I was about to say no when I realized the boy with brown haired with white and blue striped kid has black eyes.

"Yes? I only met that kid on Tuesday. Why?" I asked cautiously. He than took a moment to think, and then he just smiled!? Has he gone insane!?

"Have you felt yourself warm or red when you first saw the boy?" He asked. How does he know that it was a boy!?

"It was a tiny warmth, but not big!!!!" I exclaimed. I was worried of what could come.

"Just go," he told me to go. I got out of the limo and went inside.

Jack's p.o.v.

After 7-5-12-9 got out of the car. I called my co-worker Alan. It ringed a couple of time, until he picked up.

"Hello?" Alan answered.

"Hey, I was wondering, who am I going to meet again and which company does he or she owns?" I asked.

"Well let's see, you are going to meet Lily Player's son. She owns many thing and works for us." He answered me.

"Why am I meeting her son?" I asked. Sadly I wish my curiosity get the best of me.

"She died by committing suicide on Sunday, his father was no where on her will, nor anywhere to be found, so the boy is being raised by his uncle who has a daughter. A" he answered again. I hung up.

So today I'm going to meet her son. The driver hop in and started to driving.

"Somethings on your mind sir?" The driver asked.

"Nope," I answered and made it work on time.

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