Crack!
"Hey, Jackie," Ryan quietly yelled. A normal person would not find this possible, but Ryan was such a quiet and shy boy that when he yelled, he didn't do it with heart and it was a weak yell.
"Hey Ryan," Jackie whispered and kept walking off towards the English room that she'd set her sleeping bag in.
"Are … are you okay? You look a little pale," Ryan said looking down at Jackie through his glasses which kept slipping down his nose. Jackie smiled up at him and pushed his glasses back for him.
"I'm fine, Ryan," she promised. "Just very tired!"
"Well, um, if you liked, I could, uh, come keep you company tonight," Ryan said with his cheeks flushing bright red.
"Oh, um, sure," Jackie said blushing an equal shade of burgundy.
"Can this movie get anymore boring and predictable?" Russell asked as he sat through Jumanji with Richard and Luke.
"No idea mate," Richard said coughing loudly after taking a hit on his bong. "'Ere, have some of this," he said during coughs passing the bong to Russell.
"Finally some entertainment!" Russell said with a wide grin before pressing his lips on top of the pipe and lighting up the weed.
"Can I get a hit of that?" Dayna asked pulling up a plastic chair near the boys.
"After me you can," Luke said smiling and hi-fiving the girl.
"I swear I must have seen this movie a million times," Lachlan complained as he laid back on his sleeping bag with Aleisha asleep with her head on his chest. Sam sat next to Lachlan watching the movie.
"I totally agree, mate. Put on something good, or at least half funny!"
"Ah well, hopefully they'll put on something better next," Lachlan said hopefully. He noticed other people getting bored and leaving the gym.
"So tell me what your job in this school is exactly?" Rachel asked Cole with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm the school pastor, offering guidance towards students. I counsel them too," Cole Bryce countered.
"So, you preach and push your beliefs on to them whether they like it or not?"
"No, not at all. I just hold Bible Studies during lunch times and after school to those that wish to attend."
"But it is a public school," Rachel complained.
"Yes, in a highly disadvantaged area. They need guidance towards accepting Christ."
"You need guidance to accepting a crucifix up your ass," Rachel whispered, leaning against the wall to watch the projected movie.
"God, I have never seen anything so stupid," Ben complained to BJ.
"I know, right?"
"Wanna go up and pinch some of Dick Wood's weed?" Ben snorted and BJ nodded. They walked over to the four other teens.
"Hello boys, and Richard," Ben laughed. "Mind if we have some?" he leaned over and grabbed the bong and lighter, taking a hit and passing it to BJ.
"Tsk, this is crap," BJ said thrusting the bong back at Richard. "See ya later Dick Wood."
"Idiots," Richard slurred and stood up way too fast and passed out. Ben and BJ just laughed and walked away.
"Passed out on grass, how pathetic."
"She's such a backstabber," Sam whispered, nodding to Aleisha. "The things she says behind her so-called friend's backs."
"Yeah," Lachlan sighed and looked away from both of them. "I know."
"Not to mention the things I've heard she says about me."
Lachlan felt a pang of guilt when Sam said that, knowing fully well what Aleisha said about his best friend.
"And the things she's said about you!" Sam accused.
"Fair go, mate!" Lachlan snapped.
"I'm serious, Lachlan. She abuses you quite a bit behind your back!"
"Shut up, Sam!"
"No, Locky! She's almost as much of a bitch as Kimberley!"
"I don't care! She's my girlfriend, not yours. If I wanted your opinion I'd ask," Lachlan hissed and felt Aleisha stir.
"What's going on?" she mumbled.
"Nothing, Sam was just leaving," Lachlan said glaring at the other boy.
"Um, yeah, uh, headache," he said and stood up and left the gym.
"Hey, Locky?" Aleisha whispered.
"Yeah?"
"I think I'm going to leave, too. You coming?"
"Nah, I'll stay for a few movies."
Sam was fuming as he walked away! His best friend was choosing some fourteen year old that he was sleeping with over Sam! Sam, who had been Lachlan's best friend since first year of high school over a chick he'd only met six months ago.
It just wasn't right, damn it!
Sam sighed and decided to go for a bit of a run before turning in. Running had always helped clear his mind when he was feeling stressed.
As soon as his legs were moving, nothing mattered, not the soft wind that turned harsh as he pushed himself against it, nor the near-pitch blackness around him. He ran around the main building, staying outdoors and he ran over the front lawn before colliding into something cold and hard, but at the same time soft. He didn't know what, and he didn't get the chance to find out as something hard and metallic hit him full force over the top of his head. He heard his skull crack and he tried to scream out loud, but nothing happened as whatever it was continued to hit him over the top of his head.
"Hey, James?" Justine whispered out, trying not to wake the sleeping Daniel.
"Yeah, Jus?"
"Tomorrow, can we go to the multimedia room so I can print off some of these photos?" she asked softly. She would have done it alone, but it was always nice when James was there complimenting her photos. It also made his job easier when he wrote his report on the subject she photographed and he was writing about.
"Sure, no worries," he promised and climbed in to his sleeping bag in between Daniel and Justine and let sleep take him over.
Justine could not sleep. Something about a photo bugged her. A dark shadow walking across the front oval carrying something else quite large was right in the middle of a photo she'd taken of the front of the school only ten minutes earlier.