A SHOT IS FIRED

Chapter 4:

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Amy looked up at Colin in surprise. Now what would she do.

"Amy, oh my god, are you okay? I'm so happy to see you," he pulled her into a tight embrace while Amy remained speechless.

"Um, hi Colin," she said without much emotion.

"Where's Bright? I thought that you had this class with him." Colin said questioningly.

Amy looked down at the ground and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Bright was shot," she said suddenly bursting into tears. "He told me to go on without him and there was nothing really that I could do. The guy was running down the hall and." she was unable to talk because she was so choked up.

He pulled her into another hug and became suddenly upset himself.

"Well, we should get out of here Amy," he said grabbing her hand, "before that guy comes back."

Amy was about to pull back. She didn't want to just leave without knowing whether or not Ephram was okay, but she followed him. She was beginning to give up hope that she would ever get the opportunity to tell him how she felt. They ran for a little while nearing close to the exit. All of the doors were tightly locked with hundreds of students safely enclosed. She felt a little creepy running down there with gunmen on the loose, but she was too upset to say anything about it. Suddenly, a man dressed in black in the hallway blocked their vision. Amy knew that it was the same man that had shot her brother and she became immobile. Her and Colin stopped dead in their tracks with the man's back towards them.

"Come on Amy," he said tugging on her clammy hand. "Come on!" But she didn't move, she was petrified. Colin knew he had to do something so he lifted her up and carried her to one of the school's darkrooms. It was a tight fit, but they closed the door and Colin held her close. When Amy realized what was happening, she became slightly uncomfortable. She didn't want to be in there with Colin, she wanted to be in there with Ephram. He was still holding her hand and he looked deep into her eyes.

"Oh Amy, I love you," he said very sincerely.

"I love you too, Ephram."

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Ephram had been sitting in his classroom for the past half hour. He had hoped that he would be able to help Amy, but she was most likely safe some where with Colin. He didn't stand a chance with her. Amy didn't look at him like that. His head was resting in his hands like he had been for the last while. Suddenly the thought struck him. He could die today and Amy wouldn't even know he felt. He couldn't let that happen. He rose from his seat for the third time and left the classroom. He honestly didn't care who tried to stop him this time; he was going to find her. Nothing was going to stop him.

'I love you Amy.