I looked around. Chad is gone. I could feel his friends watching over me. I still feel fear from them watching every move I make. I just listened to the teacher and tried to ignore them. Break time has come. Little by little my classmates headed out to the cafeteria to buy something to eat. I didn't know what to do; I wanted to get up and leave but I didn't seem right without Chad bullying me.
"Hey" one of Chad's friends called me. I turned around to look.
"What did you do to Chad?" he asked me. "We haven't been able to contact him since yesterday. What happened?"
I don't know how to explain to them what happened yesterday. The exchange of words between Mrs. de la Torre and Kuya PeeJay. I feel really stressed.
"Hey, talk," said one of them again.
"I can't tell you what happened ye
