Anthony froze for a moment, his mind racing to process the shocking news. “What? Mr. Albert is dead? Murdered?” he exclaimed, dropping the detention paper he was holding. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, Mr. Albert had been his teacher, had been at the school for years. “Why did I show up to detention today.” Ant muttered, frantic.
Anxiety gripped Anthony as Jacob continued to circle around him, his accusatory tone making him feel like a criminal. He felt like a bug under a microscope, unable to breathe properly. “I’m sorry, I had no idea this was going to happen,” Anthony spoke up, trying to diffuse the tension. He wondered why Jacob had decided to stay behind as the other two students left. His suspicion slowly began to creep up his spine, making him feel uneasy. Best to be easy and polite, Ant advised himself.
Orp • @Kristi • Jacob • Sorry this one was meh, compared to the other 