Eleven
NOVEMBER-15 YEARS OLD
School was fun for me. If there was a grade in socializing, there is no doubt that I’d get an A+. Of course, lately I haven’t been so great with getting to fourth hour on time. Honestly, Thanksgiving break wasn’t coming soon enough.
I was almost to the main office building when I hear the unmistakable voice of Mrs. Pritchard. She has to be the nicest lady in the world.
“Kelly, why on Earth are you in here?” I looked up at her and as I did I noticed the guy walking beside her. He looked up briefly.
And I felt it, you know it.
They, whoever “they” are, say that this doesn’t really happen; that your body can’t instantly react in the way mine is reacting right now. Like lightning bolts are powering through my nervous system and every one of my cells is sudden
