Keno
A week after the phone snatching...
“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? I can have my driver send you home.”
I smiled politely as I turned down my classmate’s offer.
Almost the whole school had known about the incident that I was entangled with last week and in turn, the security had been heightened around the school perimeter.
Security guards in every entrance and exits had doubled and parents had made sure they have someone to send and fetch their children to and from school if they could not make it themselves.
My parents being one of them.
But that Friday afternoon, they couldn’t make it as they had to go for another out of town for another business dealings.
I had to convinced them that I will be fine when they both decided to cancel their schedule just so they
