Austin's P.O.V.
Dead silence.
Out loud that is.
In my head there is the part of me that Loves Angel screaming.
WHAT THE HELL IS FUCKING WRONG WITH YOU? ARE YOU FUCKING PSYCHO? DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT THE HELL HE SAID? ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US ALL SHOT? HOLY FUCK! YOU'RE FUCKING NUTS! I DON'T WANNA LOSE YOU, BABY! I JUST GOT YOU BACK! YOU ARE SO FUCKING NUTS!
Every eye in the house is on Angel as she takes her time getting to the bottom. When she finally steps off the last step, she's surrounded by the teenage mutant ninja turtles. I could tell the guy dressed as Michelangelo was another senior, Ulrik Thompson, because of the… prided way he walked. Raphael was obviously Jason Stahls, another senior. Anybody would recognize those muscles.
I saw the power puff girls start to walk over. Alyssin Hare, a senior, was dressed as bubbles (purple hair sticking out from under the wig, and the bunny ears on top). VeAnn Chase, a junior, was dressed as Blossom. She should've been Bubbles because she's the one who's always so bubbly. She was almost skipping. Buttercup was the short and stout senior: Trish.
How did Sam brainwash these people into doing this? These are good people. Well, Jason has a dark side and Angel told me Alyssin kinda grew demonic after kindergarten. But, I still can't see any psycho doing something like this.
Besides Sam that is.
Angel now had seven big guns pointed to her head. SpongeBob and Patrick – one of whom was Dez (that hair and goofy walk) – started over. This was going downhill fast.
Angel was still walking, being stalked by – now – nine guns.
Oh…
Clever.
I see what she's doing.
She's distracting them.
She's so smart.
She turns and discreetly winks at me. I.e. get the hell outta here.
No fucking way.
I text JoJo, who's sitting nearest the doors, and tell him to unlock them, quick.
He looks at the distracted Sam, stands up, and that's when Sam figures it out.
"STOP!" everyone freezes. No one even dares to breathe as he walks over to Angel. The Nickelodeon crew splits to let Dora through.
Angel P.O.V.
Schnot. I knew he wasn't stupid, but I was hoping he'd be a little slower. He took the last step to close the gap between us so we were almost nose to nose. "You really think I'm that stupid, Triple A?"
"Fuck you." Oops. Stupid mouth-before-brain.
"Been there done that. Might wanna go back." He looked at me like I was a piece of meat and wrapped one arm around my waist.
I smacked his hand away. "Not happening. You see, I'm not your Angel anymore. I have spread my wings, but they're not broken anymore. And I'm flying away from you."
His face went from hungry to angry. He grabbed my arm with a fierce strength. "I don't think so. You're not done until I say you're done. You're mine until I'm bored with you."
"Last time I checked, you were done with me." I tried to push his hand off my arm. He gripped harder. "Get off me."
"I don't think so." He yanked me close to him, snaked his arm around my shoulders, and turned to his characters. "Me and my girl need some privacy." They scattered.
Privacy? There's three thousand kids in here. Oops, never mind. Hehe. It took all of ten seconds for Patrick to come running back. "Sam."
"You're my bitch, not-"
"Sam."
"Your own fucking person."
"Sam."
"I own your ass."
"Sam!"
"WHAT?!" He whipped around with pure hatred on his face. Dez just pointed to the open door. Something that sounded like a lion being murdered by a grizzly bear erupted from Sam's mouth.
Everybody froze.
Sarah's P.O.V.
It actually worked. For the most part. Angel got almost half the freshmen class out the door by distracting Sam. But, now he' s extremely ticked off. He looks like he's gonna eat her face.
We could here him screaming at her from her as he practically dragged her across the gym. "Who the hell do you think you are? You think you're a fucking hero or something? I mean what the hell were you thinking Triple A? You think you own the whole fucking world?" He stopped by the open door and turned her to lean down into her face. "I don't think so, bitch. Because the only person who owns anybody is me. I own all your asses."
BANG! Sam reached behind her and slammed the door shut. We heard the click as it locked.
Everybody looked as if they were too afraid to even breathe. I know I was. I've never seen Sam like this. Well, to be honest I've never seen anybody like this.
I kind of felt like I was in a living, breathing Skrillex song. What's the one that Austin, Tiff, and Angel really like? "Kill EVERYBODY"? Yeah. It fits.
Sam turned and yelled louder. "Okay. Here's how we're gonna do this. My friends-" he gestured towards the rest of the Nickelodeon crew "are gonna let you come down to the gym floor. One row at a time. Anybody makes any unnecessary move, and you get shot. And just so you know I'm not playing – and because my little Triple A here decided to be a hero – I'll prove my point."
He shot Angel in the left shoulder. Blood gushed everywhere.
She barely even flinched, and she didn't even make a sound. I know that had to hurt.
Now, I'm thinking "Hero" by Skillet.
Ally's P.O.V.
Okay, I may not like Angel, but I have to give her props. She's got balls. Risking her life, she got half the freshman class to safety. What does she get for thanks? A shot to the shoulder. Wow. This psycho must like her. The weird thing is, most people would scream in pain. She didn't barely even flinched. That's a lot of pain to tolerate. It's like she's used to it.
Dora's crew fell into place among the bleachers. Within twenty minutes, everybody was in circles of about twenty five people each. Austin, Sarah, Rose, and I ended up in the same circle. I never noticed this before, but Tiff was missing. What the – as Angel would say – McSquiggle? Speaking of Angel, Dora decided to – literally – throw her into our circle.
Dora had barely walked away, and Angel hardly sat up straight, when Austin fiercely whispered, "What the hell, Ang? Are you as psycho as Sam is?" He pointed to Dora. So that's who it is. Makes sense. "He could've killed you."
Angel put up her hands to stop his rant. "He wouldn't have killed me. he enjoys torturing me too much."
When we all looked at her like wtf? she took a deep breath and began.
A/N: I Love the songs I refrenced in here. They are AWESOME you should listen to them. And, oh, yeah. I used another cliff hanger. And, for my bestie, I used and to start TWO sentences, just now. Love you, readers. 3 More chapters and song refrences to come. And something about me: listen to "Monster" by Skillet. (three) :D Mwahz! 3
