“Welcome!” Mr. Hugh announced when we were all seated, well, everyone except Grayson, who didn’t bother to show up. I was on edge, I guess you can say. I’m scared of what he’ll do when he gets to me. He might snap my neck or rip my intestines out and use them as a jump rope.
Mr. Hugh continued talking but I wasn’t listening. Instead, I was glancing at the clock. Would he show up? Or will he just ditch? If I were him, I’d ditch and hey, I wouldn’t even bother showing up to work today! I let out a nervous laugh as I stared at the desk in front of me.
I looked up to see Carson sitting two seats ahead of me. He was tapping his pencil rhythmically and he was obviously not paying attention. I ripped out a sheet of notebook paper and scribbled my number onto the paper, hoping that it lands on h
