#Chapter14

"Don't you dare start packing up your stuff!" My ELA. teacher snapped at our class. "the bell doesn't dismiss you, I do!"

Ring

Honestly... she never had a say in the matter. The entire class clawed there way out.

We fought all the way into the hallway we call the highway. (Also the black hole) surprising enough they're kind of the same. I weaved my way through the body's of sweaty teenagers, all attempting to do the same thing as me.

To say the least.

I got caught in the flow of teens.

Finally making it to my locker; I quickly spun the code in.

I crammed the rest...