We were panting when we reached the cafeteria. Those yellow tapes that I remembered were called barricade tapes were seen in front of the cafeteria and it was taped around it. Some police officers were seen wandering around, while the investigator was now talking to the said server who served Lilo’s last food last night.
I wanted to scream at her, and tell her that it wasn’t the fault of the other people who were with Lilo last night, but it was Tiffania who was set on killing Lilo for god knows what reason. I know that the server is an ally, but putting all the blame on her shouldn’t be done. It was both their fault, and it was also the fault of the school for tolerating such behaviors that lead to it being a crime.
If only they taught children how to be kind to people even with different ethnicities, then maybe Tiffania and the other girls w
It was in the middle of our resting schedule when we were woken up by the loudness of the hallways.Screams were heard all throughout the hallways as they watched Tiffania being held by police officers. They were all shouting to let her go, and that she was not the suspect, but all Tiffania could do was shake her head at those girls who were trying to save her.Tiffania and I met our gaze, and I just stood there looking at her with a blank face as she was looking at me with a smirk. I wanted to point out that Tiffania didn’t throw a tantrum when she was caught. She just moved along, as if she knew all of this would happen. It was crazy to think that someone who’s about to get arrested, was just sitting pretty in her room as if nothing was wrong.“This is all your fault!” I heard a scream, and
It was crazy to think that it has been two weeks now since Tiffania was arrested, and Lilo was killed. We weren’t even given the chance to see Lilo for the last time, but Lilo’s family was kind enough to send us a copy of Lilo’s drawing of us. We’re currently getting ready in our gowns because we’ll be rehearsing today since tomorrow will be the big day. The White & Blue Party, it’s a homecoming for the owner of this school and her family. It’s quite weird though to see them, since as far as I can remember, they really don’t care much about the school’s students, so why do we have to to an extent of giving them a welcome home party with us dancing in it? I tied my hair in a neat bun, before going out to go see my partner, who’s now also ready. Okay, the only thing that I really look forward to for tomorrow is our
Trembling Fingers. Wobbly feet. Heart pounding. Everything seems to be unreal as I look around the school’s auditorium. It felt magical. It was as if I was in one of Disney’s movies, but the difference is that nothing is magical here aside from the decorations of the auditorium. It felt more like a dark fairytale instead of those Disney movies. But, I didn’t mind. I am one of them anyway, who am I to act as if I’m different, when my name screams the same things theirs are screaming. “Relax, my lady.” I felt Theo’s hand guiding me towards the dance floor, making me look at him as I gulp the lump that formed on my throat. I didn’t know how to function at this very moment, and it seems like Theo understood my situation, because he made sure that he was taking the lead. “Please go back to your senses right now. We ca
Walking towards the Head Teacher’s office felt so fast. I wish it would’ve been longer, because I didn’t know what to tell her or what answers she would be expecting from me if she has some questions in store. I never really knew her, and I don’t like her one bit. She seems like the type who would make the students cry from her harsh words, and I never liked people that are like that.Oh, add the fact that she’s homophobic. I already don’t like her.“Take a seat. Both of you,” she urged when we entered her office. Her office was neat and was filled with white and some brown colored objects. It was huge and silent. My surroundings made me even more nervous, and I hated the fact that Amelia isn’t holding my hand anymore. I feel like I’m going to throw up, but I still decided to put on a brave face, actin
One by one we came inside the room of Zoe and Jada. We saw other students walking by, still wearing their gowns. We were like girls who live in an era where gowns are normal. I don’t know if it’s just me, but seeing people in gowns makes me feel like I’m in a movie back in the old days.As Zoe was about to close the door of their room, a scream caught our attention. It wasn’t the type of scream you hear often, because it was the type of scream that you would hear whenever something bad happens.We all went back outside, and how I wished we didn’t. I heard Eun letting out a gasp, and even almost fell down on her knees, it was a good thing that Jada was there to catch her even before she fell. I looked away, not wanting to look at the body any longer.“Good gracious,” Zoe brea
It was coldIt was darkBut I can see her A figureA single touchA lone tearA girl…Who fellA gasp. I woke up breathing heavily, I was seated on my bed when I woke up, and I feel like my lungs were badly needing more oxygen as I can’t seem to breathe steadily. I hated feeling this way, I hated how vulnerable I become every time something like this happens.“Are you alright?” Amelia asked, before she went near me and sat beside my bed to pat my back, a way of her comforting me. I wanted to tell her a sarcastic remark,
My academic papers (that I also consider as things that would torture me) that were due were finally given to the teachers. It was one hell of a job to do, but I was glad that I did all of that even before all these bad things happened, because I for sure wouldn’t be able to finish it all since I wouldn’t focus and just think about the death of Loisa.I saw her. Once. She was this shy looking girl who wore glasses and would always put her hair in a messy bun and she would always walk looking at the ground. That was the only thing I could remember of her, I was actually glad for my good memory, because I remembered who she was.While waiting for our next teacher to come inside our classroom, Eun went to me before hugging my waist and giving me a peck on the cheek, then she went away to go back to her seat since in this class we have a sea
After entering their room, I was flabbergasted to see who the person sitting next to Jada was. What is she doing here? What did Jada tell her that made her go all her way here? Did she find out about our plan? Is she here to speak to us about this matter?“What are you doing here?” I asked, not wanting to act weird, so I tried to act how I would normally act whenever we’re together.“Not even a hello, baby girl?” Georgia asked me, a pout on her lips, making me roll my eyes at her. I could never understand her weird personality and her moods. One moment she is very jolly, then you’re going to get shocked that the next time you will face her, she’ll be very upset or sad.“What is she doing here?” I asked J