One of us did it.

to look upwards. I remembered Mr. Langford's rules from this morning. Even though I know I can't keep it, I still have to give

in a low ponytail. I wonder how he was able to maintain it in prison -I mean juvie. Of course, long hair serves as a covering. It is covering his dubious act. It has always made him look smart, handsome, and sympathetic. His broad shoulders move at a linear pace as his steps. He looks taller, of course, he's tall

I've just been caught by a scary monster. I take a deep

restroom. As soon as I get inside the stall, I start to breathe heavily. I place my

ed h

out of her. Tears seeping through her eyes. I close my eyes tightly and imagine my mom telling me everything is fine. I still don't understan

school. Their creaking sound makes the air feel heavy. Suddenly everyone hushes. The sudden silence of everyone makes me curious. When I raise my head, I see Professor Sheldon standing in front of the classroom. A black briefcase that seems to be heavy is held in his left hand, while his right hand ho

er a few seconds, probably not a

or." I can recognize

o you too," Pro

greet him after h

done with?" He asks as he pic

CTURE," so

nderstand why the professor finds it difficult to remember our last read when he reads about four books in a time interval of forty-eight hours. I guess that is why I tolerate him, because of his love for books. He finally picks one out of the others. He raises the book and it happens to be my first mystery favori

ad ahead of the class. The suspense could kill me, so I don't do it. "Who do you think killed Sali?" Pro

orm of eye contact. But I honestly want that. I want to look into his eyes. I want to inspect the changes in him. I want to see how far

arge into my class like that?" I hear Mr. Sheldon question him. I am fiddling with my fi

ldn't find my way," he replies, and my heart hits my chest again. He still has

ut that, young man," P

. Oscar? Sounds familiar?" Okay, it's definitely him talking. JERE

fter a few seconds of silence. "

sses of yours," he adds. I can tell how surprised everyone is by his audacity. Even when w

lder and my eyes are stuck to his black heavy booth. After a second, he proceed

rofessor Sheldon's readings. I join my classmates who wouldn't wait for a second to pass by before dashing out of class. Proc

tery books..." he says. "Bet that's where he got his inspiration from," he mutt

s," I say, opening my locker. I bring out my chemistry textbook which

er smile was so broad that it revealed all of her milk teeth, including the ones she had lost. I can hear Zack talking, but I'm absently minded. I'm thinking about how old we were exactly when the photo was taken, and who had taken it. But one thing is for sure, I wasn't happy, it was all over my face. With my tight jaw, the strawberry ice cream spills on my favorite Spongebob top, along with what appears to be some redness in my ey

bout an hour and he seems to be t

ock his view from staring at Jeremy. "But not the good kind of popular." I'm starting to see h

rk jeans that are not as dark as his skin tone. The moment my eyes meet Alisyn, she looks down at her toenails which are in substantial heels as she traces her arm off Mattew's shoulder. I put my focus back on

Kay?" Zack speculat

black skirt. "I think me and Zacky here..." she trails one finger on Zack's chest. "Need to go study about the world," She says as she looks at me. My eyes go wild, I've never since the two

l dragging him along. "And...and by t

baby," Mattew utters as so

he tags along. He smiles at me. Damn, no matter how much I think I hate him, I still can't ignore how beautifu

how he was able

id I'm cheered?" I tell him before steppin