Along the window were jagged bits of glass, too many to climb through safely. Scott took off his hoodie, wrapped it around his fist, and then knocked out the rest of the glass. I looked around the parking lot, halfway expecting someone to hear us. The pounding in my chest was now in my ears. Scott quickly knocked out the rest of the glass, and a moment later, Jada was in the school.

"Come on," Derek said to me. Placing his hands on my waist, he carefully lifted me through the window. ...