Hey guys, this is my first story since I got back on fanfiction. It's vaguely based on the Sandy Hooks Elemantary School Shooting. I'm not sure if you heard of it but, it took place december 14th. The shooter killed 26 people; 20 kids, all under the age of 8, and six adults; all female. He then took his own life as the first cop showed up.
This will be devised into a few chapter btw.
R.I.P too all those young, beautiful kids that didn't get to live their lives to the fullest. I may not feel the pain but I'm still grieving for you.
I do not own any of these character or Shugo Chara.
I feel the cold tears fall down my cheek and force myself to hold in a tortured scream as a loud gunshot fills the air and a body hits the ground. A fellow school mate now dead, lost forever and I can't help but think…I'm next.
Earlier that day
I stare at the clock in the middle of my socials class. Just five more minutes and class is over for the day. I can distantly hear the teacher's high pitched voice screaming at some kid not to text in class.
I've become pretty immune to the teacher though, I'm pretty good at just blocking her voice out.
Dr-i-i-i-i-ing!
I immediately stand up, straighten my pleated short black skirt, pull my black stocking back up to my mid-thigh and put my black V-neck jacket back on over top of my white tank top. As I do up the two buttons of my jacket Amu comes out of nowhere and stands behind me.
"The dance is tonight, I still haven't bought my dress! We HAVE to go dress shopping! I want to impress Hiori!" She says shaking my violently.
"I'm not even going" I say flatly, while cleaning up my books.
"WHAAATT!" She screams. "You have to go, why aren't you going?" She questions.
"No one's asked you? Yeh! Oh wait….never mind" Amu says sheepishly then runs away quickly.
"Hey! Get back here what do you mean someone's asked me!" I cry out, but she's already gone.
Damn her.
I finish cleaning my textbooks and make my way to my locker.
This is the last day before brake so I place everything in my locker, not needing them over break.
I close the locker to see Nagi standing there…right behind my locker. His purple hair brushed in front of his yellow eyes; he stares at me.
I can't help but think he looks cute in his black pants, white button up shirt, his black jacket and bright red tie…wait! Did I just say he looked good?
Never mind I ever said that.
Never?
Understand?
Okay, good.
"Hey Rima" He says casually.
"Hey Cross dresser" I say with a humph
"Oh, don't be like that! I think you just have me confused with my sister, she moved to Europe full time a few years ago, Mashiro" He says teasingly.
"Shut up, I already knew that." I say turning to walk away.
"Wait, Rima! Would you maybe…go to the dance with me?" He asks; genuine hope in his beautiful golden orbs.
Scratch that and pretend I wrote, his ugly puke yellow eyes, okay?
"Stop in my tracks and think for a second.
"Who dared you to ask me?" I question, trying to avoid answering that question.
"Nobody." He says, almost pleadingly.
"Were arch enemies Fujisaki, it is against the enemy code to even spend time with your name enemy one on one, you have to be in a group made up of more than two individuals." I say, taking out 'The Manual To Having An Enemy For Dummies' book and shoving it into the purple headed freaks hands and then standing, one hand on my hip as he reads.
"Therefore I cannot go to the dance with you without breaking the enemy code." I say, watching the pained expression spread across his face. I feel a tight tug in my heart and force myself to turn around and walk away. Just as I stand at the doors at the end of the hallway I stop.
"Oh, and Nagi, I've never been one to follow rules." I say and then walk out the door.
The minute I step out the door and out of Nagi's view, I start happy dancing. Yes, happy dancing…deal with it.
Soon my dad`s black truck pulls up and I climb in, putting my icy cold glare back on my face.
"Dad, drop me off at Amu's please and thank you." I say and then put my head phones in and play 'Knew You Were Trouble' by Taylor Swift on my Ipod.
