CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
I was greeted with blatant stares as I entered the hallways on Monday. I didn’t care as I made my way to first period. Mr. Aldross sat at his desk as he waited for everyone to sit and the first bell rang. After it did, he didn’t write his twenty questions on the board. Instead, the speakers crackled as an announcement was given to us.
“At this hour, please place all your books in your lockers and attend the auditorium.”
I didn’t have to hear the sudden whispers to know what everyone thought. This was the announcement about Leisha’s death.
“Sheldon,” Mr. Aldross spoke up. “Can you wait a moment please?”
I nodded, struck that he’d spoken my first name. Mr. Aldross only greeted me as ‘Miss Jeneve.’
As everyone left and the door closed on the last gawker, Mr. Aldross st
