Stacks was walking behind us with that other girl and I wanted to turn around and ask what was happening but couldn’t. That police officer had his hand resting on the back of my neck while Mr. Casting and that other teacher lead us down the hallway toward the office.
We walked into the office and I saw that Larry, Fish, Chris, and a few other students I didn’t know were sitting there like a band of guilty looking desperados.
In the office, none of us spoke a word. There were a few nervous glances shared, but overall we were all to frighten to speak. I had tried to ask Fish what was going on but all I got from him was a shrug of his shoulders.