Midnight

A group of girls had walked in; they scanned the room and stared at us. No, they didn’t stare; they glared at us with their cold, black irises. It felt like I was staring Death in the face for the first time. They walked towards the front of the class and shook hands with the teacher who pointed them to the empty table next to us. We all shivered at the same time as they walked by. This wasn’t a good thing. We felt the tension in the room and it had a good grip around our necks. All we could do was keep quiet and stare at them. I’ll admit they were drop-dead gorgeous but there was something about them that we didn’t like. And we could tell from the minute they walked through the door that they didn’t like us either.

This was going to be the longest, coldest and darkest hour of our lives. The day had gone from cheerful to deadly. There was no point in smiling anymore because this was the end of our fun. And we could feel that their glares were going to stay with us until the next day.

The seconds felt like minutes, the minutes felt like hours and finally the bell rang. It was time to go to our next class. We got to our feet at the same time as they did but we didn’t dare move. They glared at us until the girl who had entered the room first finally nodded to them and they left together. The minute they were out of sight, the tension around us was lifted but we could still feel their eyes upon us. We looked at each other; had we all felt the same way? Had it felt like they had seen right through these handsome faces and seen what demons we feared to unleash upon the people around us?