Frustrated, Skander said, "You're s'posed to be my friend. I've had enough of crap this morning, I don't need this."
In the back of his mind, Skander felt the vibrations of Jase's voice again. "Here we go again...does he have to act so weak?"
"I'm not weak, damnit. I'm just going through hell right now, okay?"
Jase rose his brows. "How did you hear that?"
"What do you mean? I heard you, you called me weak."
"No," Jase said, "I thought it."
But Skander wasn't paying attention. His eyes were on his book.
Later that day:
When Skander walked into Geometry, he felt even worse. His head was pounding so hard he thought he might scream at the pain of it. He could hear so many voices; the girl he sat with at lunch kept telling him over and over again what "odi et amo" in Latin meant for her quiz next period; the boy near him in the bathroom stall was screaming curse words as he wrote them with Sharpies on the walls. They were everywhere, and he couldn't take it!
"Skander," Mrs. Woods said in her calm, sweet voice, "are you all right?"
He immediately nodded his head.
"You don't look well. Maybe you should see the nurse..."
So he left. Just like that. But he didn't see the nurse, he decided to go home instead. He massaged his temples, walking down the hallway. Behind him, he could hear the faint murmur of a boy's voice. It was low and threatening: "They won't know. They'll never know who it was. Oh, God, I can't wait...I can't wait this out, I can't. I have to do it, now! I have to blow up the school!"
Skander watched as the boy passed him, running down the hall. He was wearing a black hoodie that he pulled over his eyes. He looked furious.
Skander stood in horror...what was this boy going to do? How could he stop him?
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