A/N: I wrote this on Saturday, and am posting on Sunday. I am soo hyper from yesterdays 4 Pepsis. -twitch-
Teacher's PoV:
Finally! The day was over. It had been the longest day, ever. I so many kids just being defient! They needed to learn some respect!
I saw Jess putting away all her books. That made me curious, however, I pushed it away. She was a good student, showed a modicum of respect, unlike the rest of this school.
I was still watching her when I saw her pull out her cell and talk to her dad, something about a locked door.
"Ok thanks dad. I'll talk to you soon!" I heard her say.
She was walking towards me as she put her i-pod headphones in. I sighed, normally Jess obeyed the rules
"Hey! Take that out of your ears now!" I shouted at her. I felt bad about that, but hey, I was in a really bad mood.
She sang a few bars, that was really rude. She was sooo going to get it bad.
"Detention!" I screamed.
She kept walking, I must have given her at least 15 detentions when she smiled. Yes she smiled. Oh the nerve of these kids.
I heard her mumble something about seeing things as she walked into the stairwell.
-----------------------------------The Next Day------------------------------------------
Rrrriiiinnnnggg. Rrrrrinnngggg.
I woke up the next morning to the sound of the phone ringing. I looked at my clock, it was 6:30 am. Ugh, I groaned, and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
Hello, Mrs. Mason (A/N: I know, creative. Right? I couldn't think of another name for her.)
"mmm," I said sleepily.
You, and all the other teachers are being asked to wear black today.
I gasped. No, they only ever made us wear black when someone had-
I'm terribly sorry to be the one to tell you this, but Jessica Brook (A/N: NOT my last name. In case you cared) has been kidnapped, and suspected dead.
I couldn't help it. I snorted. It was just so ironic! Almost like she had knownshe was going to be kidnapped. Impossible! How could she?
"Ok." I finally managed to say.
Goodbye Mrs. Mason, I shall see you later.
"Bye." I said.
I held onto the phone as the guilt started to come to me. Oh god, I had given her detentions, probably shortly before she was killed. HOW could I be such a monster?! I wanted to die. I wanted to die to bring that innocent little girl back to her parents (A/N: awwwww PFFFT NOT!)
Ok, I'll wear black, I probably would anyway. I was feeling better in the guilt department, and I didn't really feel I had made her miserable,so I probably wouldn't care too much when I got to school. Sure, I would cry when I was supposed to, but other than that...
"Read the authors note and review!!" I said to Alli's superly awesome readers.
LOL
A/N: OK, I know this chapter is really short, I hate it too, but I'll try and update again soon. Promise. I actually started writing this on Saturday, and now it's Monday... I had the biggest writers block EVER. Normally, I know what my characters are feeling, this time, I knew nothing. Also, I wanted her to feel worse, but then today, when I was writing this scene, I was FED UP with school, and all of that good stuff(can you hear the sarcasm?) Anyway, that's all for now.
P.S: I wrote all of the above yesterday.