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At least the attic would give me a chance to think of revenge.

I didn't realize how dangerous it is to just sit and think. Letting your mind run wild is horrible, I'm sure I've cried five times while up here due to my thoughts.

I thought of it all. Dan leaving me for Tia, someone older, Alissa, Maci, and leaving me for no reason. I thought of Maci betraying me and running her mouth to Mrs. Wickenburg alongside Tia. I imagined being forgotten up here, and dying.

I hate thinking. It's horrible.

It feels like I've been up here for days, and I feel myself slowly going insane. My fists hurt from all the times I tried getting someone's attention by pounding on the door.

There's only one way to get time to past faster without much of this thinking, and that is to sleep. I've been trying for the last few minutes but I'm not tired. My mind is bursting with more horrible nightmares, I can't even begin to shut it off.

I hear the sound of keys and it feels like music to my ears. I sit up and stare in the direction of the noise. The doorknob turns, and when the light shines in, I have to cover my eyes.

"Omera." I hear his voice and a quick pace of footsteps before he hugs me tightly.

"Relax, I'm alive." I say as I push him off. I let my thoughts get the best of me and now I'm angry at Dan for something he didn't even do.

If he notices, he doesn't show it. "Are you okay? Do you want something to eat?"

"I'm good." I get off of the floor and begin stretching.

"You seem mad." He gets up as well.

"I'm just cranky from spending the whole day here." I explain before I hold out my hand to him.

He grabs my hand and I lead him out of the attic. "You want to eat something?"

"Dinner is over." I let go of his hand once I see other students.

"I have some food in my room." He explains, waving to some of the students that greet him.

"You have a room here? In the school?" I stop in my tracks as I peer over my shoulder at him.

"Yeah." He nods, he leads the way to the staircase.

"Don't you have an apartment?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"I have a room in the school too, almost every teacher does." He stated as he leads me down to the basement. He doesn't seem cautious at all, instead he's casual.

"Oh..." I say, did something happen while I was in the attic? I don't know for sure, but I intend to find out.

"I have a question." He states as we walk down the hallway.

"What?"

"Why were you looking through the file cabinets?" He asks as he stops and turns to me.

"Who told you that?" I furrow my eyebrows. I don't know whether I should should tell him or not. I don't want to seem crazy for looking for that Alissa girl, but on the other hand I want information.

"Mrs. Wickenburg informed me. Whose file were you looking for?" He pesters.

"No one important." I brush him off.

"It certainly was. I'm supposed to punish you for it." He smirks.

"No you're not. Mrs. Wickenburg said there was no proof so there's no punishment." I shake my head, he has to be lying. There's no way.

"Well she found some footage from that day so I was called." He explains.

"Why are you always the one to punish me? That's bizarre." I try changing the subject.

"Well, all the trouble-makers get assigned a teacher, and you're assigned to me." He further explains to me.

"Are you assigned...other students?" I try containing my jealousy for a while.

"Not as of the moment. If another girl gets out of hand then I could potentially have another student assigned to me." He states in a very informative tone. "Now whose file were you looking at?"

I sigh at my failure to change the subject. "I won't tell you."

"If you tell me, there will be no punishment." He tries convincing me. It works to some extent.

"Can I have some information in exchange?" I request.

"Depends if I know anything." He states with a shrug.

"If you do, you tell me. Deal?" I stick my hand out to seal the deal. He doesn't seem bothered by my request.

"I've made too many deals." He mutters, staring at my hand with a bored look. "Deal." He shakes my hand.

He turns to unlock the door near him, he swings he door open and enters. "Come in."

I say a quick prayer before walking in.

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A/N:

Unedited af.

It's still Wednesday so I'm on time. Even though it's near midnight. Damn, I need to get it together.

However, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next update is on the weekend.

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