POV: Lawrence Harrington
"Are you even sure we're going the right way? We've been walking around in circles. Not exactly something I'd love to do for quite a while." I threw a question at Fatima who was carefully looking at her GPS tracker.
"Yes. We are going the right way. My GPS is never wrong. Well, I think it is." She responded, not really giving me a good solid foundation to trust on it.
"Right..." I took a step back and inhaled and exhaled slowly. "This is seriously time-consuming. It's getting late soon. What if something happened to Celestina by now.."
"Um. She's literally on school grounds. I don't think there's anything da- OH RIGHT. Nevermind! I forgot there was a serial killer running around the school campus. Which is kind of unnerving." She chuckled but felt a bit awkward after.
"Anyways! Just how far are we from the GPS tracking thing? We should be hurrying up now!" I told her.
