CHAPTER 2

I was swaying back and fourth, probably in sync with the walking motion of my kidnapper. Then abruptly, they stopped and I was sent backwards a little bit, then I realized what was about to happen a microsecond before it did.

I sailed through the air, I knew judging from the feeling of going up then back down. When I landed, no, I shouldn't say landed, more like crashed through eight miles of trees. For all I know, I could be in the woods behind the school, but they couldn't have thrown me that far...

I managed to scavenge a spoon and literally cut myself out of the bag. Do you know how hard it is to cut through a trash bag with a spoon? Not. Easy. Took me at least fifteen minutes to be able to see anything other than the darkness of the nasty trash bag.

When I completely removed myself from the trash bag, I ran into the school, and went straight to the bathroom, to make it look like...well, what  just happened, didn't. I succeeded in getting all the trash off me. But as we all know by know, I don't have any luck whatsoever, I have milk in my hair, It isn't chocolate milk, which would've been convenient, because it would've matched my hair color. But no-o-o, it just had to be strawberry milk. Soo now I have a bright pink liquid in my hair, and still have to get to third period, because I am well past attending second period. Now,, how to get this out of my hair...

I ended up soaking it in the bathroom sink. I had nothing with me, so now my hair will be wet the whole day. I'm having an amazing day today.