A/N: I hope yall like this chapter; it is going to get a lot more interesting...Kayla...hmmmm. Thanx again to all my reviewers, I love you all!

Ranger webb

Donna Lynn

Serene's Magick

Meghan

Lori513

Chapter 3

"Megan...wake up!" Jim yelled down the hall at Megan. It was almost seven o'clock and the school bus was scheduled to pick her up at 7:13. "Megan, I swear, if you are not up and ready in four minutes, I am coming in there and making you get up!!"

"Keep your pants on, Jim... I am coming." Megan came down the hall two minutes later, she had managed to wash her face, brush her teeth, and get dressed all in 90 seconds.

"Wow. You sure are speedy. How do you like your eggs?"

"Uh, over medium, but not too hard. How do I look for my first day of school?"

Jim gave Megan the once over, looking at her plain red coca-cola t-shirt and tight bellbottom jeans. Megan had a very lean frame to her body, she had hardly no curves and breasts, pretty much forget it, but she did have a pretty face and a small backside. In addition to that, she was fairly tall, about 5'6'', and had gorgeous hair.

"Well, I think you look lovely, Megan. Now, you have exactly 8 minutes to eat your quality breakfast of two eggs, dry toast, and orange juice. Hurry."

"Thanks for breakfast, Jim. Gotta go, I love you...uh, are you sure I look ok?" Megan asked as she heard the bus pull up in front of their door.

"Yes. You don't have time to change now, the bus is right outside, make sure you have your backpack and everything. Go, have a good day. Oh, I am gonna be home around ten tonight, there is soup in the cupboard."

"Bye!" She said as he kissed her on the cheek as a good luck send-off.

"Oh," Jim said as she made her way out the door, "Don't bring any guys home, ok?"

"Bye!" She said as she closed the front door.

Megan made her way around the big yellow bus and climbed the few steps onto the bus. She was not the first person on the bus; the bus seemed quite full actually; looked like she was the last stop. 'Great,' Megan thought, 'Now I wish I had worn something else, I can't believe I wore this...ok, get a hold of yourself, you are fifteen, it is going to be ok, relax and keep your eyes on the floor.

She slowly made her way towards the back of the bus looking for an empty seat. Suddenly her lavender Jansport felt like it weighed ninety pounds and her white sneakers seemed like they were pulling a freight train behind her. All eyes were on the 'new girl'; preppy cheerleaders and football jocks were eyeing her up and down; sizing her; measuring her. A few of them smirked and even more of them hid snickers behind their hands.

Then a voice broke the silence. A voice coming from a bench towards the back shattered the wall of silence, and the usual chatter was once again born alive. "Excuse me, girl, are you going to sit down today?" The bus driver, a fat, oily, bald-headed man asked.

"Oh, right....sorry."

"Hey, new girl, uh, there is a seat back here." A boy raised his hand and offered the seat next to him to the terrified new girl.

A smile grew across Megan's face as she made her way to the only kind person on the bus.

"Hi." Megan said as she sat down next to the ultimate cutie.

"Hi. Just moved here?" He asked

"Yeah, actually, I am living with my brother right now."

"Cool. Oh, I am Pete."

"Hi, uh, I am Megan."

"So, Megan, are you a sophomore?"

"Yeah. How did you know?"

"Eh, just guessed really. Where did you move from?"

"Oh, I was living outside of Trenton. Can I ask you a question, Pete?"

"Sure."

"Uh, is Edgar Jones scary? I mean, is it huge or what?"

"Oh, it isn't too bad. I mean, when you first look at it, it might be a little overwhelming, but nah, you get used to it."

"Oh, good." They rode in silence for a while; Megan took the opportunity to study Pete's features. He had to be around 6 feet; he had enchanting green eyes and chestnut colored hair that was slightly curly. His skin was slightly tanned, what Megan liked to call 'beach skin', but it wasn't too dark; just perfect. Megan could definitely go out with this guy.

His most remarkable feature had to be his smile; he had a smile that gave Heath Ledger a very close run for his money...ok, not that close.

When the bus arrived at the school, Megan and Pete were two of the last people off the bus. As they made their way into the front hall, Megan thought she was going to die from shock. This school was huge! There were so many people and the halls were so wide.

"Uh, Pete." Megan called after him as he started to make his way down a different hall. "Could you please tell me how I get to the front office?"

"Oh, sure, head down that hall and you will find yourself smack dab in the middle of the office."

"Thanks, see you later?"

"Yeah...bye."

"Bye."

Megan parted from her one and only friend at Edgar Jones and made her way to the front office. She walked into the main office and went up to the front desk. "Um...excuse me, ma'am."

"Yes, may I help you?" The secretary asked.

"Yes, ma'am. I am a new student and I was wondering where I needed to go."

"Oh, you need to see Mrs. L'apaine in her office; she is our guidance counselor and is also in charge of schedules...right down that hall."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Megan headed down yet another hallway. 'God,' Megan thought 'If I have to see one more hallway, I am gonna lose it!'

Megan knocked on Mrs. L'apaine's office door and waited for a response.

"Come in."

"Hi, Mrs. L'apaine? My name is Megan Street, I am a new student, uh, and the lady up front told me to come here for a schedule..."

"Will you just sit down and quit talking, Miss Street!"

'Whoa!' Thought Megan, this woman has a good sense of humor! Now, remember your manners, Megan, remember, you are making first impressions, make them good ones!!'

"Yes, ma'am." Megan took a seat in one of the two wing-back chairs in front of miss personality's desk.

"Now...Megan Street, is it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Here...is your schedule...your locker number....locker combination....and your student i.d....you can use your i.d. to buy lunches and log into the computers. The first bell rings at 8:15; be in your class by 8:20. Have a nice day."

"Uh...thank you, Mrs. L'apaine."

Megan got up to leave, gathering all of her items. She made her way to one of the many benches and looked at her schedule. First period, history of literature. 'Great, my least favorite subject first period of the day. Ok, now where is room 394?'

She made her way down the halls trying to find her locker...2237. 'Where are you??'

"Ugh..." Megan exclaimed as she was knocked to the ground by someone. She looked up to see a tall, dark, and handsome staring into her.

"Sorry about that...I can be rather clumsy sometimes." Tall, dark, and handsome helped her to her feet before bending back down and picking up all of Megan's stuff.

"Oh, no problem." She said, taking her stuff back from tall, dark, and handsome.

"Uh, I'm Jason...and you are?"

"Huh?? Oh, right, I'm Megan."

"Are you new?"

"Yeah, yeah, I just moved here."

"Cool..."

"Uh...Jason? Can you help me find my locker??"

"Yeah...come on...let's go before the bell rings."

Jason took her to her locker and showed her where her first class was.

"The teachers have your books for you in each class. I guess I'll see you around, Megan?"

"Yeah...sure. Thanks for all your help!"

"No problem."

After Jason had walked away, she thought on him for a moment. Jason was, well, tall, dark, and handsome; maybe 6'1", dark skinned, and very handsome. Megan could tell, however, that Jason was definitely a bad boy.

Megan had never gone for the 'bad boy'; she had learned from her father that the bad boy was definitely not the way to go. She definitely liked Pete much better than Jason. She got a bad vibe from Jason; he definitely was not the type of guy a girl would like to be alone with.

Megan got her locker opened and made her way towards her first class...history of literature...'Oh well, at least I won't start my first day with a hard subject.'

She walked into history of literature room 394 right before the first bell rang. She was the first student in the room; which was good. She made her way up to the teacher's desk.

"Um...Mr..." Megan glanced at her schedule quickly to find out her teacher's name, "Ah, Mr. Kenns, I am a new student, my name is Megan Street."

"Ah...yes...there you are...Megan Street. Yes, here is your textbook, Miss Street...you may sit wherever you wish...but you might want to wait until everyone else has taken their seats."

"Thank you, Mr. Kenns."

Megan hung out in the back of the classroom and waited patiently as all of the other 23 students filed into the classroom.

Megan made it through first period, second period, third period, and fourth period. She was only late for two of the classes, only because she got lost in the hall.

When lunch finally came, Megan simply followed the crowd into the lunchroom. She got in the line and waited to be given her food. She was startled when someone tapped her on her shoulder.

"Hey, sorry...I didn't mean to scare you, Megan." Pete said

"Oh...Pete, you didn't, you just startled me, that's all."

"Oh, hey, do you have anyone to sit with?"

"No, not really."

"Oh, well, you can sit with me, then. I mean, if you want to, that is."

'Wow!' Thought Megan...he is such a nice guy!! Say yes, say yes!!'

"Sure...I mean, I would love to sit with you, Pete."

"Ok."

"Ok."

They made their way down the lunch line and paid with their student i.d's.

"Do you want to sit outside?" Pete asked

"Sure. That sounds nice."

They made their way outside and found an empty picnic table placed under an old willow tree.

"So, Megan, how has your day gone so far?"

"Oh, not too bad. Is that Mrs. L'apaine always..."

"What? A pain in the ass? Yeah. She has always been like that...don't let her get to you."

"Oh, no, all of my other teachers are really nice."

"What subjects do you have?"

"I have history of literature, biology, art appreciation, geometry, music appreciation, and computer applications."

"Oh, I have computer apps as well; who do you have?"

"Well, I have Mr. Kenns for history of lit, Mrs. Hagins for biology, Mr. Leeward for art, Mr. Jeslin for geometry, Mrs. Sanson for music, and Mr. Hodgeston for computer apps."

"Mmmhhmm...I have Mr. Kercher for computer apps. How was your day?"

"Not too bad, I was late for art appreciation and Mr. Leeward wasn't too harsh. I was also late for music, but she was cool about it all. My classes are ok. Nothing that I didn't really have at my old school. How was your day?"

"Boring, actually. You get used to the rhythm of it all pretty soon, and then it just gets boring and rather mundane."

At this point, Jason stopped by the two of them and checked them out.

"Hey, Megan. How are you doing? Whatcha doing with Pete here? Wouldn't you rather sit with me?"

"No, thanks Jason. You are welcome to join us though, if you want to."

"Oh, no way, girl; I don't like sitting with stiffs."

Megan looked at Pete and he was trying very hard not to respond to Jason's bait. 'Man,' thought Megan, 'Pete sure is good at not rising to the bait.'

"Oh well, offer still stands, Megan, in case he gets too boring for you."

With that he walked off and left the two of them alone.

"You know him, Megan?" Pete seemed kind of upset at the fact the Megan knew Jason.

"Well, yeah. I mean, he bumped into me in the hall and picked up my books. He was just being helpful."

"Megan, I know him, ok? He does that to all girls that he 'fancies'. He bumps into them and the next thing you know, he has her at some party where they are going to do something that she is going to regret."

"I don't like him, Pete. I really don't; I don't like guys like that, I like good guys; guys like...well, guys like you."

"Yeah, well, just be careful, Megan, he can be really charming sometimes."

"Thanks, Pete."

With that the bell rang, and they made their way back to finish their classes.

'Well,' thought Megan, 'The first day is finally over. The worst is over, now all I have to do is worry about getting through the rest of the week!'

Megan got on the bus and sat next to Pete again, but they really didn't have much to say. Pete got off before Megan, so he said good-bye and said he wanted to see her tomorrow.

Megan went home and started on her homework. Once she was finished, she made her some soup and intended to stay up for Jim. She turned on the TV. and watched part of the CSI marathon before going to bed at around 9 o'clock.

She woke up the next morning and jumped in the shower. After she finished, she put on a jean mini-skirt and a white blouse. Megan put on her fishnet hose and black boots. She left her hair down today; it fell straight and rested right past her shoulder-blades.

"Morning Jim!" Megan said as she made her way into the kitchen. She felt fresh and ready to tackle the new day.

"Morning, Megan. Wow, you look...good today. Are you sure you don't want to wear like...pants or something?"

"What?"

"Well, I mean, you are my little sister and I don't want guys, you know, looking at you."

"Jim, I am fifteen, I am going to dress like a teenager. It's okay."

"Fine, I meant to ask you; how did your first day go?"

"Not too bad, all of my teachers seem really nice; oh, I met a boy."

"Huh?" Jim asked as he dropped the skillet he was going to cook the bacon on.

"Two actually." Megan knew that this would throw Jim over the edge, and she wanted to see how he would react.

"What?!" He asked, almost dropping the knife on his foot.

"Pete and Jason; I really like Pete, Jason is more of a bad boy; I really don't actually like him, Jim. Pete is a really nice guy, though. He has a sweet personality."

"Uhuh..." Jim muttered as he put on the bacon and scrambled the eggs. Megan had purposely gotten up early that morning so she could talk with Jim. The breakfast was ready by 6 and they ate a nice breakfast together.

"Jim, have you heard from mom yet?" Megan asked. It had only been two days, but Megan wanted to know how things were going on at home.

"Megan, it has only been two days. I am sure they will call us when anything happens. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay. How late are you working tonight?"

"About five. Unless something comes up or something; last night we had a meeting that lasted a long time."

"Oh, okay."

They finished their breakfast of bacon and eggs with orange juice and did the dishes; they had plenty of time. After that was all done, it was around 7 or so, and Megan and Jim sat on the couch and had a quality conversation; they discussed everything from Megan's life in New Jersey to Jim's life as a SWAT officer.

Before they knew it, the school bus pulled up and Megan had to leave.

"Bye Jim... I love you!"

"Bye, Megan...let's go out tonight and eat.

"Sure. Same place as last time?"

"Yeah, as long as you like it, Megan."

"Bye!"

"Bye!"

Megan went through the day much like the day before; she sat with Pete on the bus again, and at lunch. As Megan made her way into her music appreciation class, she heard shots.

"Everybody down...I said get down!!" Five masked men came flooding into the halls waving guns around and yelling at everybody to get down and not move.

Students started screaming and teachers started trying to protect the students. Megan was standing near Pete at the time and he pulled her to the ground in a corner and sat in front of her; protecting her.

"Get down!!" One of the men yelled and shot off a round into the ceiling. The students started screaming again, and the gunmen started screaming again.

All of the students and faculty were flat on the floor with their hands over their heads. Pete was lying next to Megan, and reached out his hand and held hers. With all the screaming, Megan saw opportunity.

She got out her cell phone and dialed 911.

People were still making noise, but she didn't know how long that would last.

"911, what is your emergency?'

"Yes...I can't talk long...I am at Edgar Jones High, there are several armed men holding us here...please help us." Megan whispered, and when she saw a gunman look her way, she quickly hung up the cell phone and hoped that the operator got the message.

Her life along with the lives of all of the other students and faculty now rested in the hands of LAPD and LAPD SWAT.

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"Hey, Jim. Get suited up, we got a call from Edgar Jones, looks like some men are holding up the school." Hondo came into the locker rooms

"What?" Jim asked, his sister was there, and all he could think of was her safety. "Yeah, sure...I'll tell everyone else."

"Good...let's go."

Jim and the SWAT team arrived in their armored truck at Edgar Jones roughly fifteen minutes later.

Hondo talked with the chief of police and relayed the information to the SWAT team.

"Alright, here is the drill. The gunmen want 3 million dollars within the next two hours, or they are going to start killing students...Jim, are you alright?" Hondo asked. Jim was off into a trance, thinking about Megan, and vowing that if anything happened to her, there would be hell to pay for those men.

"Yeah, I am fine. What do you want to do?"

"The police want to try and talk the gunmen out, but they want us to place snipers on the roofs of nearby buildings, just in case. About half of the students made it out; but there are still about five hundred people inside, including students and faculty."

"Right, so for now we just wait?" Jim asked.

"For now we just wait." Hondo said

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter (was that enough action Kayla?) I promise to post again soon, the more you review, the faster I'll post.

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