Aurum Bella

by jarlcarriers

So most kids don't like going to school. We're not most kids. Even under normal circumstances for a 'gifted' school, we're not normal. But then our not-so-average-but-really-small-and-close class of 8th graders suffer a murder, a fire, school shooting, and hidden conspiracies and all bets are off. We realize that Iles, our school and home, isn't so safe.

1. I Knew

There are too many things I'd come to love about Iles. Squeezing an entire grade onto to lunch tables, harmful dodgeball games, the place where the paint peeled to look like New Jersey, various injuries, complaints about homework, extremely loud bells, endless debates, unusual obsessions, and the weirdest inside jokes. People thought that we were mental, and we joked that we actually went to Lesi, the school for 'special' kids instead of Iles, the gifted and talented school.

We were close, we could talk about issues about home, friends, school, parents, crushes, and relationships, even if the people we would talk to were part of the problem. Maybe I imagined the extent of our friendship, it could be weaker than I thought, it could be stronger. I hope for the latter.

We all loved our school, even if we complained about it 24/7. WE knew every single nook and cranny of that building... or so we thought.

I'm Aurum Bella, and I died the day of the Iles School Shooting/Fire. Why did I die? Because I knew what really was going on.