“Sir…” The principal’s voice sounded strange. Tense. Shaky. “You need to come to school IMMEDIATELY.”
My heart started pounding.
“What happened?” I asked, already grabbing my jacket.
There was a pause.
Then he said, “You need to see this with your own eyes.”
The line went dead.
I didn’t even remember locking the door.
I just ran.
The entire way there, my mind raced.
Had they hurt her again?
Was she okay?
Why wouldn’t he just tell me?
By the time I reached the school, I was out of breath.
The front office was unusually quiet.
The secretary looked up at me, then quickly stood.
“They’re waiting for you in the auditorium,” she said.
Auditorium?
That didn’t make any sense.
