"GET AGAINST THE WALL!!" the boy yelled. Nobody moved. "GET AGAINST THE FUCKING WALL!" Both students and teachers scrambled and lined up against the museum wall. Everyone was scared out of their minds. The security guards of the Metropolitan Museum of Art were all dead, shot by 3 boys. 2 of the boys removed their black masks and revealed themselves. They were Greg and Dash, Andrew's best friends. Andrew was in the middle of them stroking a pistol. He wasn't even wearing a mask. He didn't care about getting caught; he just wanted to hurt someone. The sight of it made Lauren sick. She instantly knew what this was about. This was about Jerry.

Jerry and Lauren had met on the first day in middle school, after he bumped into her and knocked all her books out of her hand. He helped her pick up her books, and when they're eyes met, Lauren knew it was meant to be. In less than 2 weeks, they're started going out. Jerry was the sweetest guy, with messy brown hair that fell into his eyes and covered his beautiful green eyes. Out of all of the girls in the school, he picked Lauren. Lauren was pretty. She had round brown eyes, and straight brown hair. But Jerry wasn't interested in her looks. He was more attracted by her personality and her love of life. Lauren was bold, funny, and very smart. They both shared a passion for rock, cheetoes, and almost everything else. It was if someone had set everything up on purpose.

But recently, everything started to go wrong. Andrew, a boy who was madly in love with Lauren, became extremely jealous. But Lauren hated Andrew. He picked on younger kids, and loved to show off. He was exactly the type of person Lauren would NEVER go out with. Andrew would get all of his friends to pick on Jerry, but since Jerry was a non-violent person, he would never fight back. "Love thy neighbor," he always told Lauren with a gorgeous smile. And there was this other boy, Chris, who also liked Lauren. He was very nice, and they were friends, but Lauren just didn't like him that way. And another girl in Lauren's class, Nia, really like Chris, and was jealous of Lauren. So Nia began spreading rumors about Lauren and made her life a living hell. The only thing that kept her going was her love for Jerry.

"If everyone does what I ask them to, no one will get hurt. Well, maybe some people will get hurt." Andrew flashed a disgusting smile. "YOU BITCH!" Lauren yelled. "I HATE YOU!" Andrew cocked his gun. "Watch it Lauren. You're forgetting the situation," Andrew reminded her. She got against the wall and shut her mouth. She didn't want anyone to get hurt. Especially not Jerry. "Do you want to know the reason for this?" Andrew asked. No one dared answer. "Oh well, I'm telling you any way." Greg and Dash guffawed. "Jerry and Lauren come here." The 2 obeyed, and stood a few feet away from Andrew and his friends. They held each other's hands very tightly. Andrew looked disgusted. "Let go of your hands you fucking love birds." They let go. Lauren was not scared. She was shaking with fury. "Well as you can see," Andrew began. "Lauren and Jerry are going out. And that's a problem. Lauren and I should be going out." "THAT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!" Lauren spat. "Lauren control yourself," Andrew mocked. He held up his gun and got ready to shoot her. Lauren shut her eyes. She heard a loud noise that sounded like an explosion, a lot of screams, and she hit the ground. 3 seconds later, she opened her eyes. She was still in the museum. Chris's body was draped on top of her. "CHRIS!" she screeched. He took a bullet for her! "Chris, oh my god! Chris!" she sobbed. "Chris...." There was a hole in his chest. Blood was everywhere. She got up. "Andrew....How could you....how could you...." she collapsed on the floor again. Another gun went off. She spun around. "JERRY!" Jerry was on the floor. Dead. Like Chris. "Andrew, I hate you...I hate you. I have never loved and nor will I ever. I want you dead," she said, hatred in her voice. Andrew dropped his gun. "You don't mean that Lauren. Say that you don't mean it." His eyes were full of hurt, but Lauren didn't care. "I want you dead," she said slowly. "I want you dead," she said a little louder. "I WANT YOU DEAD YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU'RE SO SELFISH! YOU KILLED 2 PEOPLE TO GET WHAT YOU WANT, BUT YOU'RE NOT GETTING IT FROM ME!!" she bellowed. "You don't mean that Lauren," Andrew said fiercley. He picked up the gun on the floor and shot her. It became dark. So awfully dark.