Hey, so, sorry for the super long wait. but ya know, school and stuff. so, i really hope you like this chapter. we only have a few left after this. tears... so, enjoy! and since i made y'all wait so long, i'm gonna tell you who the other shooter is! your welcome

Dylan's POV

They have us sit in a row, the order alpha to omega. Kristen's finally awake. She's in some pain, but she's fighting through it. I'm still in shock, still trying to comprehend what in the world is going on. Just a hour before, I was driving to school with all my friends, laughing, gossiping, and enjoying life. Now I'm sitting at death's bed, waiting for the two devils in fedoras to pull out there guns and shoot me.

I've never felt so much fear in my life. Not when I rode a roller coaster for the first time. Not when I saw a snake in my yard and it followed me around. Not when Jamie locked me in my room and threw a rat in. Never, have I ever felt this kind of fear. It's the kind that makes your heart race. The kind where you want to run and hold your mother tight. The kind where you know you are going to die in a matter of minutes.

Death. I never really thought about death before. I knew I'd die eventually. Everyone does. I just didn't think it would be so soon. I thought it would be when I was 80. I'd die of old age, hopefully in my sleep. Something painful and calm. I didn't think it would be in a school shooting.

"Look what we have here, the Pretty Committee," the girl in the fedora says, walking over to use. Her pink gun is at her side and i know it has plenty of bullets inside it.

"What the hell do you want with us?" Massie spats, glaring at the girl. She's always the one to speak up when people were begin rude. She's the Alpha, the strong one. I know I'm going to miss her when I'm dead.

"What do I want? I want my revenge, we both do," fedora girl says, motioning to the other shooter who is standing by the door.

"What did we do to you? We don't even know you," Alicia says. Alicia's the perfect beta. She's strong like Massie and is always backing us up. She has the best fashion sense, I could always go to her for help. I'm going to miss her.

"What did you do! You ruined my life! You've ruined all the lives at this school!" the fedora girls shouts.

"We've also helped a ton of people here. We're not the ones killing people," Kristen says. Kristen is one of my closest friends in the PC. She's really smart and would always tutor me. I'm going to miss that.

"Those people were obstacles, meer pawns in a bigger game," the fedora girls says.

"Meer pawns? How can you say that? Those 'pawns' were human beings. They had families," Claire shouts. Claire was the sweet one. She'd always have a kind thing to say, always positive. I'll miss her bursts of sunshine.

"Do I look like I care! All I care about is my revenge," fedora girl shouts. Gosh, someone's got anger issues.

"And how exactly are you going to get your revenge?" I ask, trying to sound sassy.

"Killing all of you," she says, smirking a sassy smirk. "Which, I should get to, shouldn't i? Who should be first?"

Massie's POV

This is bad, this is very bad. The cops have to find us soon, I'm sure they will. We're running out of time. Why is that when you need time, you never get it. Time needs to be more convenient. Think Massie, think. How can you buy time?

"Wait, if you're going to kill us, at least tell us who you are," I say, knowing this will buy us a little time. In times like these, a few meer minutes can make a big difference. The fedora girl seems to think about this for a little, weighing the pros and cons.

"Since I'm in a nice mood today, I'll let you guys know who we are," she says. If this is her nice mood, I'd hate to see her when she's angry. She nods to the other shooter and motions for her to go first.

The girls steps up and removes the scarf around her mouth. The nose, it looks familiar. I know I've seen it before, but I can't put my Essied- finger on it. She pulls her hair out of the pony and lush blond curls fall out. The curls look familiar, like a dumb blonde I know. Wait! Is it- No, it couldn't be. Could it? As the mask falls off, my suspicions are confirmed. Standing before me with an Alpha smirk on her face, stands Duh-livia.

"OLIVA!" Kristen shrieks, her jaw opening in shock. All of our jaws drop as well, but no one else utters a word.

"Not so dumb now am I?" Olivia says, cocking a hip. None of us say anything, we only turn our eyes to the other shooter. She steps up and slowly takes her scarf off. She's tan, sort of like Alicia. Her hair falls out of the pony and rich chocolate brown hair falls out. She looks a lot like Alicia. Wait, could it be- No, it's not, it can't be. She's all the way in Spain. AS she the mask falls, chocolate brown eyes appear and I know who it is. It's the slut boy snatcher Nina.

"Nina!" all of us shout out in shock. Olivia wasn't that big of a shock, even if she is dumb, she does hate us. But Nina? She should be all the way in Spain, across the Atlantic ocean.

"How could you do this to me Nina? I'm your cousin," Alicia says, obviously a little upset. I move my hand as much as I can and rub her back, letting her know I'm here.

"You all ruined my life. I had to go to jail for a year and serve community service. Everyone hates me! You ruined my life and now, I'm going to ruin yours," Nina says, her eyes spewing fire. "Now, who's going to die first?"

No, no, this can't be happening. This was supposed to buy us time. This was supposed to help us get saved. The cops were supposed to come through that door and shoot Nina and Olivia. This was supposed to help us live. This was supposed to save us.

God, I'm sorry. I"m sorry for everything I did. I'm sorry for being a bitch. I'm sorry for being bossy. I'm sorry for bullying people. I'm sorry for putting others down. I'm sorry for never thanking my parents. I'm sorry for never talking to you. I'm sorry for everything I did wrong. Please, please, let me live. I promise I'll change. And if I can't live, then at least let my friends live. They don't deserve this.

"Hmm, I think I'll start with our lovely alpha," Nina says, pointing the gun at me. I grab Alica's hand and she grabs Dylan's, who grabs Kristen's, who grabs Claire's. We're going to die, but at least we're going to die together. We squeeze our eyes shut, awaiting death. I hope it's quick.

OMG Nina's the other shooter! Are y'all shocked? Who's going to die? Is the PC going to live? And where are the boys? Review and tell me what you think. Please review, I'm so close to 200! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. BTW, one more person is going to die and that doesn't include the shooters.

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Until Next Time...