Okay…where is gym? Amy wondered as she walked around the halls. Finally, she looked to her left and saw the word GYM printed on top of a door. She walked through the doors and went into the gym. It was huge! She went into the locker room to get changed and placed her book-bag into the locker. She turned around to leave and suddenly bumped into a girl. The girl apologized and walked away. Amy rubbed her shoulder and saw a piece of paper on the floor. It must be the girl's! Amy picked up the paper and went out of the locker room. She looked around the gym and saw the girl.
"Hey!" Amy cried out. She ran to the girl and handed her the piece of paper she dropped.
"Oh, thanks!" The girl said, smiling. "My name's Mandy, Nice to meet you."
"My name is Amy, Amy Chen." Amy smiled in return. She brushed her hair away from her face and said "Nice to meet you."
"Stay away from her." Amy turned around and saw John running towards them.
"John?" Amy said, confused. "What are you - " Amy was cut off when John pushed Amy away from Mandy.
"You heard me. Stay away from her." John glared at Amy. Amy stumbled a little and stared back.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She exclaimed. She looked at Mandy and saw Mandy looking surprised too.
"Don't ask. Just stay away from Mandy. Stay out of her life. Stay out of here. Get out of this school." John started to advance towards Amy. "Or else you'll regret it for the rest of your life, you heard me?" He whispered.
"You're crazy." Amy whispered, then ran away. She ran to the other end of the room, where some people were sitting on their floor spots talking. She saw the teacher and walked to him, trying to calm her breathing.
"Hi, my name's Amy. I'm the new student. Where do I sit?"
It was recess and Amy was sitting alone in the corner of the yard, looking out the fence, wanting to be on the other side.
"Hey." Amy looked up and saw John. She tightened her grip on the twig that she was holding on to for no apparent reason and glared at John. His short black hair was messed up and he looked really guilty.
"What do you want?" Amy asked, suspiciously. After all, the guy did tell her to get out of the school and all.
"I just wanted to apologize for my behavior at the gym. It was… uh… unnecessary. Could we just forget about this?" John asked, hopefully.
"But you know, you did threaten me. What went over you?" Amy asked, still suspicious. She started to stand up, but John placed his hand on her shoulder, making her sit down again. Amy was getting uncomfortable, but didn't want to show it. She looked at her watch. Three more minutes left of recess.
"Seriously, I don't think that it's any of your business, but – " Started John. He took a deep breath. "I'm serious when I said that you'll regret it for your life. I never joke about those things. Never."
The rest of the school day was uncomfortable for Amy. She was in John's class, and during the rest of the day, she felt as if she was being watched. She always glanced at John's way to see if he really was looking at her, but every time she did, John turned away quickly. She couldn't really absorb what the teacher was saying and when the bell rang, signaling the end of school, Amy just sat there, waited for John to leave first, then started to leave herself.
"Excuse me," said Ms. Jones, the Social Studies teacher. She placed her hand on Amy's shoulder. "Could you stay for a minute? I need you to help me with something." Amy stared into her face. She was young, (about 29?) and had blue eyes and reddish hair.
"Sure." Amy said. "What could I do?"
"Could you help me give this to Mr. Krutz?" She handed Amy an envelope. "He's in room 401."
"Sure."
"Thanks. You could leave directly after that."
"Okay." Amy replied, said good-bye, and started for room 401. She knocked on the door and an old man, in his late 30's opened the door. He had grayish hair and looked kind of mean. Amy handed him the envelope and went all the way down to the first floor and out the front door. She started for home, but couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was following her.
Sneak Peek:
Amy opened the note. She read it, and then dropped it in horror.
"What is it?" Jenny asked, worriedly. She picked it up and read it. Her eyes grew wide. "This is a sick joke." She turned to face Amy. "This is a sick joke, right? She isn't really dead is she?"
A/N: Dang, only got like, one review for the whole freakin' last chapter. Is this story really that bad? =.= That's it! Not updating until I have like, 3 reviews (Or unless some people update. You know who you are)!
