User: FindTheSilverLining

The cafeteria of the school was quite large. Groups of students sat everywhere, chatting away. It would have been a pretty normal afternoon had it not been for the murderer on campus or the recent death on everyone's mind

I bit off a piece of my bread stick. I chuckle as I was chewing when I remembered one shirt I had seen in a gift shop a couple of months ago.

'French people are so hardcore they eat pain for breakfast.'

I place the bread stick back onto my tray and rest my head in my hands, my elbows on the table supporting it all. I close my eyes and listen to the steady hum of the air conditioners and voices of the students, all talking at once, all sounds blending together.

I open my eyes, hoping there is someone at the table where I am sitting to start a conversation with. But  I already know that there isn't anyone there. Because of some stupid rumors and a certain announcement that was broad casted ALL OVER the damn school this morning. The only person besides me sitting at the table was the officer I was assigned, who happened to be watching me at that moment.

"Whatcha looking at?" I challenge.

The officer frowns and turns to look in a different direction. "Thats what I thought." I mumble, and I turn to face a different direction as well. I begin drumming the table, wishing that Clove was there for me to talk to. But she wouldn't talk to me right now. I pick up the bread stick and tear a piece off with a bit of attitude before tossing it in my mouth. Clove is so pissed at me for hiding the weed. I don't know why I even did it in the first place. Its not even really my business if she likes to smoke that stuff. I'm just such a jerk.

The bread I was holding suddenly looses its appeal and I throw it down onto my tray.

"GOD! Why am I always being so STUPID?"

I stand up to dump my tray before leaving the cafeteria with the officer in tow.