2 months later...
The leader of the people, who were later identified as terrorists, was discovered and sentenced to death by firing squad.
Meth slammed the sliding doors open and waltzed over to his seat in the corner. As the people started filing into the class about 30 mins later, they went out of their way to avoid me. It wasn't too hard; all you had to do was shuffle your desk away but the seat adjacent to mine(DiSa's) would remain empty and he really didn't care.
Class was now in session and even the teachers avoided Meth. He was completely isolated and there was nothing to do about it. If he were to raise his hand, the teacher would cautiously come over to his desk and subconsciously lean away from him as he was asking a question and it didn't matter who the teacher was or what he was asking people were... repelled by Meth.
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Lighting High Outcast
Science FictionThis is my first book oof. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's a story i wrote half a page on when i was 9 but i'm revisiting it after 5 yrs XD. The plot'll probably be really bad but i have faith...
