Notes: Hands Meme Portman gift-wrapped as a peace offering. Quacks your question will be answered in this chapter. The title name is again borrowed from the song Stole.

All Over Primetime News

"Are you all right?" One of the medics asked me.

I realized then that I was covered in Adam's blood. "Not my blood." I told him. I pointed towards where Adam was being covered with a white sheet.

We were ushered out the door. We walked over to where a few of the Ducks were standing. Guy was taken to the hospital to have his arm stitched up.

"Where's Guy and Adam?" Charlie asked.

"Guy's headed to the hospital to get his arm stitched up." Connie said.

"What about Adam?" Mikah asked.

None of us wanted to answer. Luis finally did. "He was shot and killed."

"So was Marcy." I filled in.

Stupid news got shots of us all standing there crying. I don't think they even realized who we were when they got those shots. They did later.

I remember seeing Mrs. Banks running to the school along with most of our parents. I don't think she knew that Adam was dead. She probably only heard that there was a shooting at Eden Hall. My parents made a big fuss at the state that I was in.

"Let's take you to the hospital." My mother said.

"Mom I'm fine. It's not my blood. It's Banks'."

I heard a gasp. Oops I think Mrs. Banks overheard me. She ran up to me.

"Is he all right?" She asked.

I couldn't even look her in the eye as I shook my head. She broke down right in front of me. I wanted to punch the cameraman that was standing right in front of us. Haven't they ever heard of privacy?

Fulton and Portman must have felt the same way because they went over to the cameraman and he wasn't seen again.

When I got home later that day, my little sister, Sally, who's twelve, had CNN on.

"Turn that off." I said when I saw it was showing the Eden Hall shooting.

"But Greg my teacher wanted us to critique the news for current events class."

"They are vultures." I said. "Turn it off!"

"Sally please turn it off. Your brother was there he doesn't want to see it on CNN."

"Okay okay." She got up but still didn't turn it off. "I'll just do an Internet search then. Can I get a ride to the library?"

"Sure," my mother said. They both left for the library leaving me in the living room staring at the TV. I know I should turn it off but I don't.

The news started again. "Today at a private school in Minneapolis, a senior opened fire on his English class killing five students and injuring ten. This isn't the first time we have reported something like this happening at Eden Hall. Last year Joshua Walker attempted to shoot Adam Banks. Unfortunately, one of the kids that were killed today was Adam Banks. Also among the dead was Marcy Thomas, Andrea Stewart, Tyrone Owens, and Steven Fields."

They showed Mrs. Banks breaking down after hearing that her son was dead. And dang it they also had a picture of me covered in Adam's blood. They even showed clips of the Goodwill Games.

We lost Jesse almost four years ago when he died from his injuries from an attempted suicide. Now we've lost Adam.

Can the Ducks ever be the same again?

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Notes: Next chapter we get back to the 'present'. I am thinking of doing the Kiley Banks fic during this timeline instead of the original Surviving High School series. I think it would be more interesting.