Ulterior motives

I was sitting in an empty classroom, gazing out the window, when the door slowly creaked open. To my surprise, a girl with long, black hair, completely drenched from head to toe, stepped inside. 

"Who is this girl?"I thought, "what is she doing here?"

It was well past 8 o'clock - there were no classes going on at this hour. 

"Are you okay? I couldn't help but ask" Why are you still here, and why are you so wet?"I added curious and a bit concerned

She just stood there, staring at me with tears welling in her eyes, struggling to speak. Without saying a word, I took off my school blazer and wrapped it around her, guiding her out of the classroom

I held her shivering hand and led her to my locker. "Don't worry, they don't smell," I assured her as I handed her my pair of gym clothes 

“Ill help you change clothes “I added as we continued on our way to the bathroom

I just stood there waiting for her to finish changing her clothes

I couldn't shake off the image of her, soaking wet and shivering, from my mind. I wondered how she ended up in such a state.

She stepped out of the bathroom, looking surprisingly cute in my PE uniform, which fitted her nicely. With a gentle nod, she murmured, "Thank you." I smiled and whispered, 

"Don't mention it. Just please, don't tell anyone you saw me here. It's our secret." She nodded in agreement,

I smiled.I hoped that this small act of kindness would make her feel a little bit better

After that there was an awkward silence 

I asked, "What's wrong?"

Nothing,it's just that You're such an amazing person. I couldn't help but to admire you." She said cheerfully which caught me off guard. 

Her cheerful demeanor was a stark contrast to the distressed girl I met earlier. I shook my head and turned to walk away.

"That's not true," I said as I turned to leave. feeling the weight of her words despite trying to downplay them.

"Be home safe," I whispered as I walked away.

Could she be one of the kids who gets bullied at school? I thought to myself. Then, I wondered, "I should have offered to take her home. But it would be weird. We don't even know each other, and I don't want her to think I'm some kind of creep."

Plus..i have important things to do

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening and the whole building was empty and eerily silent 

I silently walked down the hallway towards the control room and effortlessly opened the door with a key card

And looked around as i clutched my fist tightly, feeling the weight of my decision and the fear of getting caught. I took a deep breath, walked slowly towards the control system — steeling myself for what lay ahead. and as I pulled the beaker I ran down the dimly lit hallway, guided only by the soft glow of the moonlight, I gathered my courage and sprinted towards the SSG office now that I was able to switch the power source 

if it's for my safety.. I didn't mind breaking the rules, even though it went against my moral code.My reason for staying late at school was to sneak into the SSG office and steal a valuable piece of jewelry 

I even had myself enrolled in this school and managed to fool everyone, gaining access to places I shouldn't.

With nimble fingers, I picked the lock of the SSg office door. Once inside, I made my way to the display case where the valuable jewelry was displayed. I carefully opened the case, my heart thudding in my chest, making sure not to trigger any alarms. With expert precision, I took the jewelry and as I carefully slipped it into my pocket. I couldn't help but feel proud as I left the office, my crime unnoticed.

Once I had successfully acquired the jewelry, I rushed to the breaker room, my heart pounding. I pulled the lever, and all the lights in the hallway turned on. I could feel the weight of the stolen jewelry in my pocket as I dashed out of the school on my bike

My heart skipped a beat as I rounded the corner and saw a group of students standing there, waiting. 

, "You finally made it, Daryl .You got what I asked for, didn't you?" Vince spoke up, a grin on his face as he extended his hand, clearly expecting me to hand something over.

I hesitated, my mind racing with a mix of fear and guilt.

 "You shouldn't feel guilty about this," Vince sneered at me, his eyes glinting with mockery

"Just remember, you're a criminal too. Once you hand me what I want, your freedom will be within reach." The tone of his words, dripping with authority, both tempted and terrified me.

That's right.....

I was drawn into a life of crime. It wasn't something I wanted, but circumstances left me without a choice. because of the pressure to provide for my family after my father abandoned us,my mom struggled to make ends meet, and a tragic accident left us with mounting medical bills. 

Desperate for money, I found myself in the grip of dangerous people, who exploited my vulnerability and manipulated me into committing theft. Their promises of financial rewards and the allure of a false sense of power drew me in, and before I knew it, I was neck-deep in a world of criminal activity.

I instinctively reached into my pocket and felt panic wash over me as I realized the necklace was missing. I tried to hide my worries, 

I reached for the necklace in my pocket and realized it was missing. A sudden rush of panic wash over me

But I cant let lem know I lost my necklace because of my stupidity 

What should I do??

"I won't hand it over to you" I firmly declared in attempted to cover up the fact that I'd lost the jewelry.

Before they could respond, I mustered all my strength and kicked them, hoping to create an opening for my escape. I tried to play it off like I had the necklace on me, but in reality, I'm just desperate to escape the consequences of my mistake.

Where did the necklace go....