Lesson Two: Salt & Ghosts part 2

Sunday night was a train wreck, packing bullets till eleven and she had me do some balance exercise's until at least one in the morning. I ended up crawling back into my bed around two just to have my mom wake me up at six for school, what I wouldn't do to be a normal kid again.
The bus ride was to relaxing I found myself drifting off more then once, then Tim would run his mouth about who knows what but I didn't even have the energy to deal with his shit today.

The rest of the day was normal which was a relief cause did I ever need to rest. When the lunch Bell rings I drag myself to the closet table and use my backpack as a pillow, thinking I could get a nap in. I should have known better though. Claire slams her books down on the table next to my head.  "hey slacker, we need to talk."

I grunt as I lift my head. "What could you possibly need right now, Claire."

She slaps my back. "Nothing right now, meet me by the football field after school."

Jill walks over and sits next to me as Claire walks away. "What was that about Ben?"

I smile. "Nothing Jill, whats new with you."

She fiddles with her book. "Nothing really except there was this guy who keeps ignoring my phone calls this weekend."

I raise my head from my backpack. "Shit that was this weekend wasn't it, Jill I'm so sorry."

She puts her books down. "Well its fine I have one more recital tonight at nine."

I smiles. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

She smiles. "I hope that's true,now finish your nap you look beat."

That's exactly what I did, I awoke feeling worse then when I went to sleep. No one was around and the lights were off. I jump off my seat rushing to woodworking shop, but as I open the door the air becomes cold. The lights flicker and the band saws are running. "Hello is anyone here." No one answered my calls. How could I have over slept surely Jill would have woke me.

Suddenly the saws stop all at once, saw dust is blown into the air, forming a face that just stares at me, it opens its mouth and let's out a scream. Everything vanishes and I'm back in the cafeteria, Jill is shaking my arm. "Ben its time for shop lets go, Ben were going to be late."

As me and Jill enter the shop there is a chill that runs down my spine. "Did you feel that?"

Jill shakes her head. "Feel what?"

I rub my arms as they adjust to the chill in the air. "That cold spot, we walked in."

Jill nods. "Ya its always cold out here, why?"

I shake my head. "Oh its nothing." 

The rest of the day was as normal as could be, that is until I met Claire after school as I walk over the football. Tim shouts. "Get off the field geek." I never understood why this sport was such a hit for the big ofes.

I clench my fists. "Don't start Tim, cause I'm not scared to finish it."

Tims grins. "Come on guys he isnt worth it."

Claire taps my shoulder. "You need to get that under control, anger is not a good trait for a hunter."

I shake my head. "What did you want to meet me here for?"

Claire sits on bleachers. "Well I heard a rumor that the wood shop is hunted."