A/N: Well here it is your next chapter! Sorry that I didn't get it out sooner my computer decided it didn't like the internet… I decided to rewrite the rest of the story because I don't like the way it went. I hope you still like it the same….Without further adieu…
There was a sickening thunk. I opened my eyes slightly. Joshua was lying on the ground his head turned at an unnatural angle. I glanced at Xavier he was staring befuddled. I didn't have time to comfort him.
The groups' reaction time was delayed. Once I snapped out of the trance, I urged them to run. Xavier still stunned was dragged by his wrists.
"Trix, I'll get his attention. Don't come back for me, I'll find you …somehow," I said.
"Don't say that, your coming with us, now," she demanded.
"No, I'm not this is just like freaking mat ball! Would you rather get one person out or the whole group! If I do end up dying, make this place burn like fireworks," I said smiling. She grinned.
"And if you don't?" she questioned in a kind of off tonedly (I like my new word!).
"Don't sound so depressed, Trix, we'll still make it burn. Now go!" I yelled. I waved my hands wildly grabbing Michael's interest.
"Hey, Michael, hey, look, stop a minute," I said, but to no avail.
"Michael, I have a secret, I want to be the only one to know about it. I think I might possibly, kind of, maybe, be in love with you," I said. He actually stopped and cocked his head to the side.
"Yeah, ever since I saw you. I told my friends, they said I was absolutely insane for liking you but…" I said. I kept backing up. I tripped up and fell down. I looked up to find Michael trying to grab my arm. I barely scrambled backwards before he finally succeeded. I saw him raise the knife. I expected to feel an extreme searing pain followed by warm blood pooling around me, but I didn't.
Well, I did feel searing pain followed by warm blood oozing from my arm, but I'll take that over the first pain.
When he released my arm, I stumbled away. Okay that didn't go how I planned. I bolted to the hallway. I grasped my arm in attempt to slow the bleeding. I know that I knew the school better than my house, but I could not for the life of me figure out where they would run to. I decided to that I need to start thinking like them.
"If I were running from a (hot) psychotic maniac, where would I go?" I started to head to the cafeteria.
"I'm sorry you don't feel the same way Michael, but just because someone likes you doesn't mean you can run around killing them," I said taking the long way around. I heard a footstep close behind me. I started running.
"ZePhyre! Over here!" I heard Nico say. Just then the sprinklers went off filling the room with a misty white haze.
"Umm, if you haven't noticed I kinda can't see," I yelled. I felt cold metal brush my arm, the fire extinguisher. I grabbed it and sprayed it all over the hallway making it harder to walk.
"Where are you?" I hissed.
"Office," he whispered. He grabbed my arm and slipped into the office.
A/N: Huh? How did you like it? Reviews are completely welcome! No flames…that is considered rude in many societies… Yeah, I went there…Ahh…I'm weird.