My glaring was broken by the slam of a door behind me. I didn't want to give up on trying to find out what was going on, but I recognized the new voice entering the room. I slowly turned my head until I saw the red-haired lunch lady closing the door behind her as she entered the office. I worked up all my strength to push myself off the carpet and onto my knees.
"Martha!" I exclaimed, my smile spreading rapidly across my face. I didn't know why I was so happy to see her, but I let the feeling run through my body. It warmed me up quickly.
Martha approached me without hesitating and pulled me into a big bear hug. I settled my chin on her shoulder and let her strong arms crush me.
"Are you okay sweetie? I don't know what was going on in your head when you went to the pool." I felt her head turn as she looked up at Mr. Galls. "Why did you tell her to go that way?!" Her voice was furious. "And you," she said, twisting her head again to face Ben who was still behind me, "you are supposed to be watching her! You could have been too late!" I pulled away from her grasp then, my eyebrows furrowing together as I looked at Martha in confusion.
"What do you mean, watching me?" My voice rose slightly higher. Her expression changed from angry to worried.
"I-I didn't say that-"
"Yes you did." I insisted, interrupting her. I let my arms fall from her shoulders and stood up. "You said that Ben," I stated, my eyes flickering to his pale face, "was supposed to be watching me. What is that supposed to mean?" My voice grew noticably louder and my face started to burn. Who were these people, to be watching me? Ben and Martha were both away for the past week, and I find out that they were actually watching me!
Mr. Galls jumped in saying, "We weren't watching you, you understand." his voice became gentle from the hard sound it was before. "We were just keeping and eye on you. Simply to keep you safe." His amber eyes probed my face looking for understanding. I was sure I wasn't giving any away as I shouted at them,
"Who are you people? Some kind of freakish stalkers!?" Both Martha and Mr. Galls backed away from me, their mouths in a frown that implied they were hurt, but I didn't care. I backed away too, only turning on my heels to look at Ben who was still sitting on the floor. His eyes were stuck on the carpet, and he didn't move. He didn't even look at me as I stared at him. For a brief second I considered waiting in the room to see what they had to say for themselves, but still ran.
I ran through the halls until I found the door I came through and I burst into the empty white school. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I wouldn't let them overflow. I went straight to the nurse's office and complained I was sick. And I truly was sick, and scared, and now more than ever, lonely. And I went home.