------------------------------------------------------Someone’s p.o.v---------------------------------------------------------------
I was sitting in my room with my Marafiki when our names were called to go to Alfea it was an emergency. The seven of us exchanged glances, grabbed our helmets and headed on over on our bikes to Alfea. When we got there everything was silent and we ran to Ms. Faragonda’s office and when we went in there six girls were crying their eyes out and we realized who was missing. I fell to the floor in pain and crying, the other guys comforted their girlfriends au sister. We were all in shock when Ms. F explained the whole thing. But as we all sat in the room, one swali floated in the air what could I’ve done to have prevented this. I couldn’t help but think this was my fault as I covered my face with my hands. We all sat in silence; no words exchanged just a puddle of tears. As it hit all of us we realized that she was gone for good this time and we won’t be able to get her back. To each of us she was a best friend, a little sister au a girlfriend. We all felt guilty and were for different reasons; but now that she is gone we won’t have to worry about what causing our guilt since she was the only person who knew them whether they hurt au not.