Disclaimer- Still not mine.
Alex rider was screaming.
Help
Tom laughed and looked around the classroom. A new, outrageous rumor about Alex working at a strip club, or something of the kind, had just come out.
"Can you believe that?" he seemed to be thinking.
He looked at Alex, and the grin slid off his face.
"Are you okay?" He asked, concern colouring his voice.
Alex looked him in the eyes and calmly replied,
"It's nothing."
Its killing me
Sabina slurped coffee and laughed and flirted and joked. Apparently, the nine year old she was babysitting was in love with her, and followed her around like a lost puppy.
"Enough on me," she said, not quite grinning, "what's wrong with you?"
Looking at her almost-smile, he replied,
"Nothing."
I'm killing me
Jack rushed around the kitchen, trying to remain under her ten minute limit. She and everything around her was coated in cooking ingredients.
She looked up and smiled. "What's up?" she asked him.
He looked at her and replied,
"Nothing."
Please
James Hale was in hysterics over some chick flick they had both been forced to see after a bet gone wrong.
"It was so unrealistic," he said. "So unreal."
Grinning, he asked Alex what he thought.
Alex barely glanced at him and replied,
"Nothing."
Before it's too late
The dead eyes of Mr. Blunt looked at him. He saw, Alex thought. He knew. Mrs. Jones leaned across the desk, popping a peppermint in her mouth. "Before we get started," she said, "is there anything wrong?"
"No," he replied. "Nothing"
You were too late
Alex rider looked at the gun in his hands, and closed his eyes.
I'm sorry.
Okay, this one was inspired by 13 reasons why, which is an amazing novel. Anyway, sorry about the last chapter, I forgot to mention it was in Toms POV. Reviews appreciated.
Congrats to Mazken, who guessed correctly. I'd also like to thank him/her and everybody else for reviewing.