When the bell rang at the end of classes, my heart sank. I had to pack my stuff and get out of there. Maybe come face to face with my new nemesis who had probably been hunting for me every recess. Maybe he’d be stuck in a lab that was running late, or maybe he still had classes after this one. High school students spent more hours than us at school, so it was possible.
Unlike my normal routine, I followed a large group of my classmates outside. I’d snapped out of my fear-induced daze in time to catch them, and now I was trying my best to lose myself among them. I was the shortest, so it wasn’t that hard to do in the middle of five or six boys.
When I reached the exit, my heart was in my throat, and cold sweat had drenched me. I barely said goodbye to my classmates before dashing away fro
