JUAN
Tick... tock... tick... tock...
I hated that sound. I hated how that brown clock on the right wall kept reminding me how the time was slipping from my hold. I hated that annoying sound of papers rattling. I didn't like the chillness of the AC in that confined room.
And I certainly hated to stand like a fucking criminal in front of Mrs Macaulay, who was that statue of justice with a blindfold!
Liam stood tensed beside me, but Eva refused to let go of my hand. I would have ripped that hand away from the body if it belonged to someone else. But these five... they were my only family. The people I love and could even die for!
Our principal had her natural expression on her face every time she saw us- disappointment!
She weaved her fingers together, resting her hands on the table and leaned forward.
"You three do realise that you are here for the sixth time in this past month, don't you?!"