Attack

As I made my way from the Principal's office to my class resting my hands inside my pocket where I put my phone. I know I'm not supposed to be carrying one with me but my mother forced me to take it.

I encountered a large number of upper class students, or seniors as we call them. But I must say that the atmosphere among the seniors is not the same as among people in my age group. No one, in particular, is staring at me with daggering eyes. This is an experience I haven't seen for a looong time, I must say.

Maybe the rumors about me were most effective at those around my age group. But this still unusual, I have been using the same route from the time I used to yet I never encountered this much crowd. I wondered about it earlier but at that time I had some more urgent matters to attend to but now I have time to wonder about it.