Chapter 5:

Haruka turned white, and yelled at the top of her lungs, attracting a crowd from the nearby Main Street. "No Michiru, I won't let you die. Michi." She snarled to herself, and started giving the dead girl mouth to mouth, to the surprise of the onlookers. After a few seconds, she looked at the crowd. "Help me." She pleaded. One kind looking old man put his hand on her shoulder. "Lassie, forget it. Your friend is gone."

Just then, two figures burst through the stunned crowd. One, deathly pale, and dressed in a baggy blue men's dress shirt and black cargo pants, glared at the crowd with green eyes rimmed in mascara and black eyeliner. As she ran, people stared at her bright red, obviously died hair, spiked at the ends with purple hair mascara. The other kept apologising as she swept past, with tanned skin, normal looking light brown hair, and dressed in a short pink dress, she was, by far, the most normal looking one.

"Hope and Avril." Haruka muttered tonelessly, as they knelt by Michiru's still body. "Haruka, don't give up. You can bring her back. Just try." While Hope pleaded with the sullen girl, Avril pulled out her cell phone and called the hospital. "No, this is not a prank call!" She shrieked. "How on earth could you recognize my voice, I haven't made a prank call to you for. Oops. Oh, just get over here. I'll even pay for gas money!" And with that, she hung up, to find the crowd staring at her. "Don't you say a word." She snarled.

Meanwhile, Hope continued to plead with the blonde girl. "Help her! You're her last chance for survival." Haruka's shoulders slumped and she started to cry. "I tried to, but she's gone. It's all my fault!" Tears flowed freely now, as she leant blindly over Michiru. The tears splashed onto Michiru's china doll face.

As they heard the siren of the approaching ambulance, everyone saw the girl's arm twitch. She opened her eyes blearily, and moaned softly, as blood splashed out of the freshly opened wound in her chest. Haruka jumped up with a yell, the tears almost stopping in their tracks. "Michiru's alive! Oh, hurry ambulance!"

Seeing the formerly lifeless body move, seemingly just gripping on to the edge of life, the crowd applauded, and cheered, as the two teachers stood back, silently pleased with the young woman's anxiousness.

But just then, Michiru let out a scream and clutched at her chest, while blood seeped out from between her fingers. She started struggling for breath, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Haruka swore, and knelt a Michiru's side just as The ambulance screeched to a stop, and Michiru's vision went black. "Michiru? Just hold on. You'll be OK now."

He he! I'm evil. Well, you're not going to find out what happens to poor old Michi until you review. Do you think she should live? Or should I kill her off? I'm not writing another word until you review. So there. ^.^