The rest of the school day went by without any particular incident and the time has almost come for us students and teachers alike to go home for the day. Since our school is a private one the schedule is quite different from any other in the country. Classes start at 8 and our last class ends at 4 in the afternoon. With the season being mid-winter and all I bet the sun will start to set in less than an hour, and it must already be freezing cold outside. Just as I look out the window and ponder on that the bell rings, freeing us from a boring lecture that I haven’t heard a single word of. “Alright everyone. Please do a revision of this chapter, and also read up to page 76 for Monday. Have a nice weekend.” Mr. Smith announces while he stuffs the thick book he has been holding for the entire time inside his bag, and steps out of the classroom. “Hey I’ll be going to Mrs. Henderson’s office she said that she needs me for something. I won’t be long so wait for me okay?” Max says while wearing her bag. “Yeah sure.” I reply somewhat hesitantly, not really knowing why. “Thanks..." She says while walking out of the classroom in her classic speed-walk-like way. I start packing my stuff as well, when I feel an emptiness in my right pocket. “No way…” I mutter to myself as I realize that my phone is not where it’s supposed to be. I feel like shouting, given how frustrated I am, but obviously I don’t although only 1 or 2 of my classmates still remain in the classroom. I quickly get up with my bag in hand and start searching the school.

I’m sitting outside an empty classroom to catch a breather with my legs folded, as I’ve already been searching for a good 20 minutes. (If I don’t find it she’s gonna kill me.) And of course I’m talking about my mum, since it’s a brand new iPhone she bought for me 2 months ago. I regain my courage and start thinking positively as I get up and start searching once again. As soon as I get to my feet a thought suddenly hits me. “Biology class!” I almost shout as I now have a clear destination in mind. I walk up the stairs, take a turn to my right and here it is. The biology lab. Fortunately for me, and my mum, I seem to have forgotten it underneath my desk. (Thank god they didn’t lock it…) As I’ve retrieved my phone I go down the stairs once again pondering on whether or not Max is still in Mrs. Henderson’s office. To be honest, since I started searching for my phone I had an uneasy feeling deep inside my chest. It feels like my gut is telling me to get the hell out of here right now. (Am I scaredy cat? Did the incident with Anette bother me so much?) As I’m deep in thought I bump into someone on my way to the teacher’s office and that certain someone falls down right in front of me, with the books she was carrying completely scattered around. I turn to look at the person and what I see surprises me. Long straight ginger-red hair, a pair of blue eyes and a VERY, let me say, VERY curvy figure that’s visible even with her school uniform on, that is somewhat different from the others. She's wearing a blue blazer like mine instead of the standard wool vest. (That’s the student council president and the hottest girl in the school: April Davies!) That sounds really cliché I know but it’s 100% the truth. I look at her face to determine whether or not she is the real deal and I catch a glimpse of irritation in her facial expression. (Am I in trouble?) I literally think to myself before I offer a hand and apologize “I’m sorry I swear it wasn’t on purpose!” I explain trying to sound as sincere as possible, since I’m telling the truth. The expression of anger is quickly replaced with a gentle, angelic smile as she takes my hand and stands up. “It’s okay really. I wasn’t paying much attention either.” April replies and flashes a warm smile. (Damn she’s gorgeous.) “Here you are. Sorry again…” I say after her dazzling smile leaves me dumbfounded. I quickly hand her the books she had been carrying, right after I collected and stacked them on top of each other. “Thanks… uhm…” She takes a hold of the books and tries to remember my name, but to no avail. Which is to be expected since we haven’t met before. She’s in class 2-A while I’m in class 1-A. “It’s Jack. Jack Carter.” I reply as soon as I notice her troubled expression. “I suppose we haven’t met before so it’s nice to meet you Jack. I’m April Davies.” April replied with a smile that could illuminate the whole town at night. “Nice to meet you but I kind of already know who you are.” I say back to her while maintaining eye-contact, hoping to strike a conversation. (What happened to me? Am I that into her?) I can’t really remember the last time I tried to talk up a stranger. “Really? Is that because I’m the student council president?” She asks while tugging a strand of her behind her ear “Well yeah you’re kinda popular here. Here let me help.” I explain as I offer a hand and she splits the stack of books in half. “Thanks Jack.” She replies with a soft and gentle voice, as she starts walking down the hall. “So where are you delivering these?” I ask trailing behind her but quickly catching up. “The teachers’ office. They told me to swing by after I was done with some student council business.” She explains while keeping her warm and cheerful expression, that is the direct opposite of what I saw when I knocked her down by accident. “Jeez aren’t they working you hard enough already? I mean the position of student council president holds a lot of responsibilities.” I ask genuinely curious. “No it’s not that bad. I mean when you take up such a position you’re prepared to work a little harder than anybody else.” April explains as she knocks on the door of the teachers’ office and opens it right after. “Oh April. Thanks for bringing these here.” The math teacher, Mr. Johnston voices as soon as we enter the room. “Oh and Jack as well. Thanks for your work.” Mr. Johnston continues as we put our respective stack of books on the nearest desk. “I will be taking my leave since I have some urgent business to attend to so if you could lock up after passing out a book in each desk, it would be greatly appreciated.” He says once again without giving us a chance to reply handing over a key to April. “O-okay. As you wish sir.” She takes a hold of the key and our math teacher is already out the door. “Did he look like he was in a hurry or was it just me?” I ask quite naturally. “Yeah it did seem like it.” April replies with a perplexed expression.

As soon as our math teacher left I helped April with her assigned task, as a gentleman would and we both left the teachers’ room parting ways shortly after, as she still had some leftover tasks involving the student council and my own feeling of uneasiness had reached its peak. “I can’t wait to get the hell out of here…” I think to myself as I walk down the stairs and out of the school. Max should have already left since Mrs. Henderson’s office was empty so I should be on the clear. As soon as the school gate comes into view I casually but steadily walk towards it. (Why do I get the feeling I should run? Did those incidents with Anette really affected me THAT much?) I think back to everything that happened this morning and continue walking straight until I bump into someone once again. (Or was it something?) I turn to look up but there’s nothing in front of me blocking my way. (Man I must be seriously hallucinating right now.) I literally think to myself as I try to take another step forward but my foot stops as if hitting a wall. What the hell? It’s like there is an invisible wall between the school and the outside, right where the school gate is. (This must be some kind of trick) I try to climb over the school fence but I’m met with the exact same force blocking me from even edging outside school grounds. (Am I… trapped?And what the hell is this invisible wall? Is the uneasy feeling I had all day part of this?)