Haunting Naomi

Chapter 45

The auditorium was so quiet you could hear the cockroaches’ legs scurrying across the tile floor.  A million little faint scratching sounds filled the air but not dominantly, just the furious little feet of the insects that had taken up lodging in our glorious public-school auditorium.  The student body had grown used to them and treated them as fellow attendees instead of squashing them like foes.

The morning bell had just screamed out telling all of us to hurry to our first block classes or else.  The three of us were going for the 'or else' part of the show.  Once we had finished, I planned on taking Jackson directly to his class and making up some insane reason why he was late.  Perhaps we were chased by a bundl