Battle Royale: American Edition

Chapter 6

In the residental area of town in a old house Victorian house, was where Leanne Boxer was holed up in. She was frighten by what just happend to not only her and her friends Mandy and Wendy, but to the whole class as well. Leanne muttered the same mantra she'd said since finding out her location, barricaiding the doors and downstair windows, & hiding herself in the dining room underneith a table.

"Please don't let G-6 be a dead zone, please don't let G-6 be a dead zone." She chanted.

Leanne was normally timid and calm, but this time she was beyond frighten to the point of having a heart attack, waiting to happen. The only time she was in this state, was when she went to county fair over the summer, with Mandy and Wendy, after going on one too many cheaply made rollercosters. She was about to go on the Demon ride, but the cars were packed and had to wait for the next turn, that next turn never happend because the cars derailed and 12 of the 30 riders died on impact. The trio were lucky to be alive, until now.

Leanne soon realized she had a phone she could contact her parents, since there was no mention of phone lines, power line, and even cell phone lines being down, by Miss Fox. She looked at her phone to see full bars, meaning a good signal, and waited for the dial tone she was in luck, and dialed her parents number. It took a few seconds for a response.

"Hello?" A female voice asked on the other line.

"Mom! It's me Leanne, can you help me!?" Leanne pleaded.

"Gotcha'." The female voice said, it was Miss Fox on the other line, "We take percautions on the phone lines, both here and the town of the selected high school." She added sadisticly.

"Now you tell me!" Leanne screamed.

"A word of caution, cell phones and the GPS' are on the same freqency, so you might be a sitting duck..." She sugguested, but the last part was cut off.

Leanne then hung up and stabbed the phone repeatedly with Leanne's weapon, a army knife, until she heard the window in the living room break and Leanne stopped what she was doing and hid.

"Please be friendly, please be friendly." She chanted in her mind.

She noticed a pair of whore red minishort, and matching sneakers on very long and thin legs. She recalled Mandy wearing the same kind of minishorts, this morning, but Mandy had a band-aid on her left knee from a nick from shaving her legs, earlier this morning. The only other girl in class wearing the same pair of minishorts belonged to Samantha Brooks: The Whore of Crestwood.

"Oh my God, it can't be, it can't be her!" Leanne thought in her racing mind.

Samantha came closer and closer to the dining room table, Leanne took evasive action and held her army knife, like her life have depended on it. Samantha then went under the table to see who was under there.

"Leanne?" Samantha calmily said.

"I knew it was you." Leanne said, still holding her knife.

"That's your weapon?" Samantha asked, looking at the army knife Leanne was holding for dear life.

"Yes, why?" Leanne cooed.

"Because I'm not playing." Samantha consoled.

"You're not playing." Leanne said, while getting out from under the table.

"I'm not playing." Samantha assured.

Leanne recalled Samantha's reputation as a bad girl. Ever since she hit puberty Samantha was a bad girl, hanging out with the wrong crowd, she even sent a boy in a coma after what appeared to be failure to pay up after having sex with her, that occured last year. The boy never recovered and died after a month, and the cops thought it was a accident and left it at that. Leanne and the other girls feared her, and most of the boys are unaware of what she can do.

Samantha had the most angelic face that no one can compair to. Beautiful greenish-blue eyes, long blond and wavy hair, and a beautiful figure that girls would kill to have.

Leanne soon noticed even in pitch black darkness, that her left hand was behind her back. Before she can draw her knife, Samantha pulled out her weapon, a Glock .17 and shot Leanne point blank in the head. Leanne died before she hit the ground, crying about how she came to trust Samantha or even girls like Samantha, even in this game.

"I was kidding, nothing to cry about." Samantha said to Leanne's corspe.

Meanwhile at the school, in the teachers' lounge, where soldiers and Miss Fox was monitoring the students. Miss Fox turned to the screen of the students; Julian, Gina, Nathan, Mark, Jason, Chester, Noelle, Miles, and now Leanne's pictures were faded and said Killed In Action on them.

"Boxer has been killed." A soldier said stoicly to Miss Fox.

"Nine down, only 31 to go." Miss Fox said, dressed in a fox-red baby-doll nightgown.