High School Pt. 5

Syd Turner, Writer

“DAD STOP!” I screamed. My father and some of his goons were manhandling Mr. Cunnings and taking him to the corner. My dad gave me a deathly stare and then I went silent with the rest of the room. We sat in the room for a while. I don’t know how much time had passed at that point. My father was tapping his finger on the teacher’s desk. Mr. Cunnings was tied up in the corner. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in through my nose. This can’t be real, this can’t be happening. I thought, the montage of words flicking through my head. I heard a car engine stop. Yes, the police are here! I thought feeling the excitement grow into my face. Mia stared at me like I was a maniac. I moved with my eyes meaning look out the door. Mia looked out the glass window of the door. Outside you could see real police officers running down the hall. She smirked alittle too.