Francisco Martins via Compfight
Staring down at my homework paper made me bored. All the numbers and letters of calculus and algebra staring at me. With a sigh I turned my eyes to my best friend, Shane, to see that she was equally brain dead. Suddenly the buzzing of the announcement box overhead was ringing in my ears.
“Caden Spring, Shane Cliff and Daniel Annenberg to the principal’s office please. Caden Spring, Shane Cliff and Daniel Annenberg to the principal’s office please”.
I immediately panicked. I looked at Shane. She had a “oh no” face on. We slowly stood up and scooted to the door. We reached the hallway. Shane, a slim girl with black hair, hazel eyes, dressed in her normal jeans and t-shirt, slowly closed the door behind us, ignoring the weird stares from our classmates.
“We are dead!” my best friend exclaimed.
“You think he found out?!” I wondered out loud.
“Why wouldn’t he?!” She wailed. “Okay okay CALM down, let’s just get the punishment and be on our way.’’
“Well we WILL get a punishment if we don’t die first” I replied.
We walked down the hall in silence. The empty hallways did have the occasional student or teacher off to the next class. When we arrived Daniel was already seated in one of the three seats in front of the principal’s desk, an infuriated expression laid on us. We gingerly took the two seats next to him. The principal, a tall blonde haired man with green eyes with a good but cheap suit sat in a leather chair behind the desk, looking very unamused. “Ahem” he spoke as he picked up a piece of paper and started to read. “So you put homemade stink bombs under Mr. Clark’s chair?”. He spoke and raised a eyebrow and turned to looked at us.
“Not at all”
“Highly unacceptable” he admonished.
“Look, you nor I can deal with silly things like these,” he started “you were seen leaving Mr. Clark’s classroom right before the class started to stink.” he said, looking at Shane and I.
“Then why am here?” Daniel questioned.
“You know exactly why you are here young man” he replied “teachers said they smelled an awful stench coming from your locker. Turns out there was a broken, homemade stink bomb in it.”
All three of us sat, frozen, though I could tell Daniel was mad about getting in trouble.
“Starting Monday you three will have detention till Friday” he said
Shane was not happy and neither was I. We both put on our Oh great faces.
Daniel, it appeared, was about to burst in anger. He had a short temper…
The bell rang above us, signaling that school was over for the day.
“Dismissed” he finished.
We walked through the school doors, sighing.
“Well, there goes my plans.” I mumbled
“Mine too” agreed Shane.
“You think we can pay it off in a day?” I asked.
“Nah” she replied.
We walked towards our respective homes until we came to a fork in the road. Shane went headed down the street to the left.
I decided to find a short-cut.
I sighed and walked a few blocks until after about 15 minutes I came to a hideaway alleyway,
As I walked down it I could feel the cool air going down my spine as if I was being coiled by a snake.
My boots crushed the leaves that have fallen from the building gutters, making it the only noise other than my breath.
Then another noise came, a low growling like that of a dog, came from behind me, though it didn’t quite sound like a dog.
I saw something out of the corner of my eye and turned to see a rat shuffling in some garbage, it squeaked and looked up at me.
But that wasn’t it. I quickened my pace to the end of the alley and walked out.
I ran a few more blocks down and went to my apartment and hung up my bag, shutting the door behind me.
Did the rat make the noise?