Twelve
Note: Four of the students, the ones not mentioned in the show, are figments of my imgination.
Thursday night:
Joan walked home practically dancing on air. She had spoken to Adam and not only did
they both agree to try to put the past behind them, but she had managed to get a few somewhat
incriminating pictures of Grace and her brother. She was sure for the rest of the night that she had
never been happier, and could think of nothing that might ruin her happiness.
Friday morning.
11:25 AM, outside the band room
Laura stuck her flute in her bag, grabbed it and walked out. Just as she reached the door
she heard the earth shattering blow of gunfire. The last thing she remembered was being dimly aware
of the girl screaming next to her before the sharp pain in her side and the blackness.
11:26 AM, the East hall
Lawrence and Andrew were laughing in the hallway after gym class when the shots entered
the east hall. Andrew grabbed his friend and tried to shove him against one of the lockers to get him out of
the way, But it was too late. They both fell to the ground covered in blood.
11:27 AM, the cafeteria
Jan hid behind a cafeteria table watching in horror as all three of her friends went down one
by one, their blood making a grotesque mix with the almost-expired spaghetti sauce. She stood up to run
for help, and kept on running despite the sudden pain in her left arm and the feeling of the warm red blood
dripping out onto the floor...
Later that minute, outside the cafeteria
Four people ran into the teachers lounge, screaming that there was a kid on the first floor with a
gun. Mr. Price and Mr. Harvey both were hit when trying to move out to the cafeteria to subdue him. Mr. Price
received nine shot wounds in the chest.
11:28 AM, the science wing
The shots began to fire as Joan, Luke, Adam and Grace were coming out of chemistry. In all
of the confusion, they couldn't get out. When he came down the hall of the science wing, a roar of shots rang
out like armageddon. Joan was the first to hit the ground, a massive hole on the left side of her chest. Adam
grasped Joan's right elbow when a bullet hit him in the side. He turned to Grace,"I saw him, it's..." but he didn't
get to finish his last words because the last shot in the hall rang out, and struck him in the heart.
Later that minute, the library
He made it to the library, but only managed to hit Ms. Smit before he heard the sirens. One of the
injured girls near Mr. Price had pulled the fire alarm. The police and a couple of S.W.A.T teams had
arrived there in record time. He turned and ran as fast as he could.
11:29 AM outside in the quad
Luke supported the injured Grace as they ran out onto the schoolyard, and over to Mrs. Girardi.
She frantically asked what happened. After a very brief explanation, "Thank goodness, your alright!" she cried.
"Not quite," Grace grunted in pain, but Luke interupted her, "Mom,"he paused,"Mom, they got Joan, Adam too."
As the anguished expression hit her face, all three of them slowly sagged to the ground either from grief or pure
exaustion.
11:31 AM, in the second floor boys bathroom
He crouched in the bathroom stall, pistol in his hand. He turned it over and over, remembering what
he had done. With one final breathe, Steve Ramsey put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
Later that night, about 8:00 PM, Arcadia Community Church
Grace looked around. It seemed like the whole school was there. She knew her dad probably wouldn't
appreciate her coming, them being Jewish and all, but she really needed to be around people that night. She had
heard the whole story on the news. Thankfully, Ramsey was not too great a shot, only twelve had been killed, but
dozens more had been injured. They had found his body in the second floor bathroom, the back of his head blown
off. She turned her head and for a moment, she thought she saw Joan and Adam off to the side, hand in hand. But
she blinked for a second and they were gone. She faced back foreward as the show choir came up to the stage and
broke into "Ave Maria" hitting every note perfectly.
the twelve victims:
Andrew Beyer
Laura Eastin
Lawrence Estassi
Joan Girardi
Micheal Gustavo
Mr. Jack Harvey
Tara Miller
Annie Pearson
Mr. Gavin Price
Steve Ramsey
Adam Rove
Miss Anna Smit
A/N: The part about Mr. Price was from something I think I remember from the newscasts form Columbine(I might
be wrong, I was only ten)about one girl receiving nine gunshot wounds in the chest.
Note: Four of the students, the ones not mentioned in the show, are figments of my imgination.
Thursday night:
Joan walked home practically dancing on air. She had spoken to Adam and not only did
they both agree to try to put the past behind them, but she had managed to get a few somewhat
incriminating pictures of Grace and her brother. She was sure for the rest of the night that she had
never been happier, and could think of nothing that might ruin her happiness.
Friday morning.
11:25 AM, outside the band room
Laura stuck her flute in her bag, grabbed it and walked out. Just as she reached the door
she heard the earth shattering blow of gunfire. The last thing she remembered was being dimly aware
of the girl screaming next to her before the sharp pain in her side and the blackness.
11:26 AM, the East hall
Lawrence and Andrew were laughing in the hallway after gym class when the shots entered
the east hall. Andrew grabbed his friend and tried to shove him against one of the lockers to get him out of
the way, But it was too late. They both fell to the ground covered in blood.
11:27 AM, the cafeteria
Jan hid behind a cafeteria table watching in horror as all three of her friends went down one
by one, their blood making a grotesque mix with the almost-expired spaghetti sauce. She stood up to run
for help, and kept on running despite the sudden pain in her left arm and the feeling of the warm red blood
dripping out onto the floor...
Later that minute, outside the cafeteria
Four people ran into the teachers lounge, screaming that there was a kid on the first floor with a
gun. Mr. Price and Mr. Harvey both were hit when trying to move out to the cafeteria to subdue him. Mr. Price
received nine shot wounds in the chest.
11:28 AM, the science wing
The shots began to fire as Joan, Luke, Adam and Grace were coming out of chemistry. In all
of the confusion, they couldn't get out. When he came down the hall of the science wing, a roar of shots rang
out like armageddon. Joan was the first to hit the ground, a massive hole on the left side of her chest. Adam
grasped Joan's right elbow when a bullet hit him in the side. He turned to Grace,"I saw him, it's..." but he didn't
get to finish his last words because the last shot in the hall rang out, and struck him in the heart.
Later that minute, the library
He made it to the library, but only managed to hit Ms. Smit before he heard the sirens. One of the
injured girls near Mr. Price had pulled the fire alarm. The police and a couple of S.W.A.T teams had
arrived there in record time. He turned and ran as fast as he could.
11:29 AM outside in the quad
Luke supported the injured Grace as they ran out onto the schoolyard, and over to Mrs. Girardi.
She frantically asked what happened. After a very brief explanation, "Thank goodness, your alright!" she cried.
"Not quite," Grace grunted in pain, but Luke interupted her, "Mom,"he paused,"Mom, they got Joan, Adam too."
As the anguished expression hit her face, all three of them slowly sagged to the ground either from grief or pure
exaustion.
11:31 AM, in the second floor boys bathroom
He crouched in the bathroom stall, pistol in his hand. He turned it over and over, remembering what
he had done. With one final breathe, Steve Ramsey put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
Later that night, about 8:00 PM, Arcadia Community Church
Grace looked around. It seemed like the whole school was there. She knew her dad probably wouldn't
appreciate her coming, them being Jewish and all, but she really needed to be around people that night. She had
heard the whole story on the news. Thankfully, Ramsey was not too great a shot, only twelve had been killed, but
dozens more had been injured. They had found his body in the second floor bathroom, the back of his head blown
off. She turned her head and for a moment, she thought she saw Joan and Adam off to the side, hand in hand. But
she blinked for a second and they were gone. She faced back foreward as the show choir came up to the stage and
broke into "Ave Maria" hitting every note perfectly.
the twelve victims:
Andrew Beyer
Laura Eastin
Lawrence Estassi
Joan Girardi
Micheal Gustavo
Mr. Jack Harvey
Tara Miller
Annie Pearson
Mr. Gavin Price
Steve Ramsey
Adam Rove
Miss Anna Smit
A/N: The part about Mr. Price was from something I think I remember from the newscasts form Columbine(I might
be wrong, I was only ten)about one girl receiving nine gunshot wounds in the chest.