lively and talkative, you know. Sure I tease
you every now and again outside of class and may act like a jerk
but I think you’re a pretty cool lab partner. That and if there’s
something wrong I want to know because I don’t exactly want to
fail.”
At those words,
I can’t help but glare, “Nothing’s wrong and you’re not going to
fail because I don’t want to fail.” I state before muttering, “I
can’t afford to fail.” Unlike John he can have a gap year after
year twelve and live with his parents by that time I’ll be living
on my own and the question on how to do that tickles at the back of
my mind. I’m dreading the day I’ll complete school and dreading the
day even more when I’ll be on my own. I guess you have to grow
up sometime Kal. I think. After period’s one and two chemistry
is over and recess comes.
The day swings
by quickly, the only thing that I can recall ever really happening
is when I left my physics class to fill up my water bottle only to
walk pass that same man who had given Bernadette something earlier
this morning. He glances at me for a moment than continues in
stride to the front office. The place where the school reception is
and the where the principle sits. “Weird.” I mumble than return
back to physics.
It isn’t until
after school, I notice things become a little strange. I take note
of Andrew and his consistent complaining as we dump our bags in the
locker room before entering the library. “What are you complaining
about?” I hoarsely whisper. I glare at Andrew waiting for an
answer.
“Look.” he says
and I do as the locker room is lined in glass windows. I see in the
library there’s a bunch of tables to study on and further away are
shelves and shelves almost eight feet tall of books and more books.
On the left there are a bunch of computers for students who don’t
have a computer at home or didn’t bring their own laptops. My eyes
rest on Mike with his arm strung around his girl—Natalie.
“Try not to
think about it.” I attempt.
“Easy for you
to say.” Andrew is quick to grab his books and head inside the
library. I notice my bag vibrates. I take one last glance at Andrew
and search inside my bag, my phone is ringing and it’s not my
personal one. It’s the phone that Andrew doesn’t realise exists.
I’ve received a new message:
IN
… Urgent Withdrawal,
Portal Route
2B…
OUT
I glance at
Andrew through the glass and turn my phone off, taking out the sim.
I tuck it back into my bag and head over to Andrew, he glances up
on my approach. “What’s up?”
“I need to
leave.” I say. He scans the library.
“Are you going
to tell the teacher?” he asks.
“Yeah. Of
course. Why wouldn’t I?” I ask and he raises both brows quickly and
pulls a face. “What?”
“Most of the
time you disappear.” he says, “What are you living a double life?”
he mocks and I force a laugh, trying to not make it sound
suspicious at all.
“Anyway, I’m
going to tell the teacher and I’ll see you tomorrow.” I manage as I
slink away. Andrew waves and begins to read. I head over to my math
teacher Ms. Smith. Her long blond hair is pulled up on her head and
her blue eyes grace mine the moment I stop before her. “Excuse me,
miss. I need to leave.”
“Do your
parents know about this?” she asks. I’m lost for a moment, of
course they don’t but it doesn’t really matter and the question
remains which parents.
“Yes.” I
lie.
“Do you have a
letter of leave?” she questions and I’m once again lost until I
realise what she’s talking about. I nod.
“It’s in my
bag.”
I stand there
awkwardly and she shoos with her hands. “Go get it.” I’m quick to
get my letter I had folded away in my bag for emergencies. I show
it to her and regard her features scrunched in concentration. She
flips it over before handing it back to me. “You’re free to
leave.”
“Thank you.” I
say before quickly quitting the library with