A/N: Oooooh, nearly finished. One more chapter left of this. 45 is a good number, isn't it? 4 and 5 go together nicely. They should get married. I think 4 will be the lady, and 5 will be the man. I've always seen even numbers as being very girly for some reason... Or they could be genderless, whatever tickles your pickle.

Okay that's enough of the weird number ramble (where ever that came from) YES one more chapter, which will be up tomorrow. I think I've caught up on my week absence with all these updates so I'm going to rest. And you won't have long to wait for the sequel to this story, it'll be up on Saturday methinks. That's if you want it lol xD

Chapter LIV:

"Going Out In Style"

'Rain.' Elliott grumbled as she stuck her head out of the window. 'Figures.'

Despite the sudden downpour, the students below were still fighting like animals, punching and kicking and grappling each other. Elliott watched them for a moment. She could sit inside the safety of this room and wait until everyone had killed each other or the police got through the gates to arrest everyone. She could probably shimmy along the ledge and get onto the balcony, then climb through one of the windows, but it seemed like an awful lot of effort. And plus it was raining, which would make it slippery. And she wasn't a big fan of heights.

But she couldn't sit in this room and just wait. She would go mad. Right now Gary and Jimmy were probably beating ten piles of shit out of each other. About half an hour ago she would have wanted to stop them, but now she wanted to see Gary get a good hiding. He locked her in here even though he knew…

She gritted her teeth and cursed him under her breath, and then started to climb out of the window. Half of her was soaked before she had even got completely out. There was no way she was going to be able to climb along there, but it was her only way of getting out-

'You're not gonna jump, are you?'

Elliott looked around in surprise to see the door now standing open and a guy looking at her curiously. She recognised him from New Coventry; he was the head of the Townie clique. Edgar.

'What the hell are you doing here?' she scowled, stopping half in and half out the window.

'We're helping Jimmy,' Edgar replied. 'Wait, you're that chick with was with Johnny Vincent, aren't you?'

Elliott climbed back inside, shaking the rain from her face. 'You're helping Jimmy? I thought you lot were doing Gary's dirty work for him?'

'That was before we realised Gary is nothing but a dirty sneak,' Edgar told her. 'We're with Jimmy now.'

Elliott frowned and moved past him into the corridor. 'Sounds to me like you're not the most loyal of fr- oof!' She walked straight into something hard, hurting her cheek. She stepped back and glanced up. 'Oh,' she said to the giant before her. 'I um… didn't see you there.'

Russell frowned and cracked his knuckles. 'Russell don't mind.'

Elliott blinked. 'Oh-kay.' She turned to Edgar. 'Where did they go? Gary and Jimmy?'

'Up to the Bell Tower I think,' Edgar replied. 'Whose side are you on anyway? Jimmy said you're dating that psycho.'

Elliott sighed. 'I'm not-' She stopped and shook her head. 'I'm not on anyone's side right now.' She turned again and for the second time bumped into Russell. 'For God's sake, Russell! Get out of my way!'

Russell stepped aside. 'Sorry.'

She stormed past him towards the Bell tower.

'It's no good trying to talk them out of it!' Edgar called after her. 'They won't listen to you now. They've both been waiting too long for this.'

Elliott ignored him and quickened her pace. Thankfully the doors to the Bell Tower hadn't been locked, so she quickly ran through them and took the stairs two at a time. She passed the room where Gary had been staying without slowing, and kept on going up.

Finally she reached a door that was standing slightly ajar. She pushed it and stepped out, only to find herself on scaffolding. Since when had they been working on the Bell Tower? She hadn't even noticed. A long beam bridged the gap between the platform she was on and the next, but she had no intention of trying to cross it. She could tell from the various pieces of brick lying around that this was the route they had gone. She cursed again and went back inside, continuing up the stairs.

As she got higher she could hear their voices. Well at least that told her that she was getting closer, and that they were both still alive. Although it appeared that they were at the very top of the tower. Two psychos in a high place don't stay in a high place for very long.

'The thing is, if I win you're just another punk!' Gary's voice floated down from above, spurring her to move quicker. 'You win and you'll be sent away even quicker for beating up the head boy!'

'Why'd you do it, Gary?' Jimmy demanded.

Jimmy, Elliott thought grimly. Ignorant to the end.

'Because I can!' Gary cried. 'Because making little people like you and the morons who run this place eat out of the palm of my hand feels great!'

Elliott came to a stop underneath the trapdoor that led onto the roof, breathing heavily. She wouldn't be able to climb up until she caught her breath. And also she needed to hear what they were saying.

'But I never did anything to you!' Jimmy insisted.

'You would have if I'd given you the chance! Face it! I'm smarter than you!' Gary laughed crazily and it rang through Elliott, making her feel sick. He was crazy. Completely out of his tree. All this was just to prove that he was better than Jimmy. Everything had been about Jimmy. He had used her to get to Jimmy, she saw that now, and she felt like an idiot for ignoring everyone who had tried to tell her that.

'Oh, congratulations! You're smarter than me. You hate everyone and everyone hates you. Genius!'

'The head likes me. I tied him up, turned his dumb school into a battleground, got kids expelled; unfairly, put several others into therapy, and he still likes me!'

Elliott couldn't listen anymore. Screw Jimmy, she was going to beat the life out of him. She pushed the trapdoor open and hauled herself out. The rain flooded down onto her, soaking her immediately.

'You're such a loser!' Jimmy snarled, grabbing him. She saw the two of them grappling by the edge and felt a pang of panic. They were going to go over the edge.

'Well at least my mom doesn't make her living on her back!'

'You're dead!'

Elliott watched in horror as the two of them spilled over the edge and disappeared out of sight. She scrambled to her feet and ran across the roof, slipping and sliding around the fallen bells. She reached the edge and peered over, expecting to see two broken bodies at the bottom somewhere.

What she did see bewildered her. They had landed on some scaffolding a few meters below and were scrapping like dogs. She watched in astonishment. Even a near death fall didn't stop these two. She wouldn't be surprised if they had been fighting whilst they had been falling. Edgar had been right; these two had been waiting a long time for this, and there was going to be no stopping them.

Gary slammed Jimmy up against the side of the scaffolding and for a moment she thought he was going to throw him off the side, but Jimmy was tougher and pushed him off easily. As soon as Gary hit the floor, the scaffolding gave way and they crashed down onto the next level.

She couldn't watch the two of them any longer. She was going to have a heart attack if they kept crashing through the scaffolding like that. She moved away from the edge, wiping the rain from her face. She felt sick and confused. Confused because she couldn't stand seeing Gary get punched by Jimmy, but at the same time she was rooting for Jimmy. She wanted Gary to get what was coming to him, but she didn't want him hurt. It was a stupid mixture of emotions and it was making her frustrated and angry.

Why the hell did she have to come to Bullworth? All the boarding schools in the world and she had to come here and get involved with those two? Was she really that unlucky? Was she really that stupid to not see this coming? Everyone had told her how this would turn out and she had ignored every single one of them. And now look what was happening. Standing on the top of the school in the pouring rain with a pregnancy test in her pocket and listening to the sounds of a boy she, for some Godforsaken reason, cared about getting beaten bloody. How had this happened? How had is gotten to this-

There was another crash, this one louder. She heard shattering glass and rushed to the edge again. Rain ran off her face and she squinted to see. They had fallen through a glass roof and apparently landed in Dr Crabblesnitch's office. She could make out Gary lying on the floor. Jimmy was stirring beside him.

Elliott turned and ran back to the trapdoor, hopping down and hurrying back down the stairs. She burst out of the doors and skidded into the school corridor, slamming right into a waiting Prefect.

'What the hell are you doing in here?' he demanded angrily. 'The school is off limits!'

Elliott stared at him. 'There's a riot!' she reminded him. 'Shouldn't you be out stopping everyone?'

Another Prefect materialised beside her. 'They're being dealt with.' He grabbed her arm and repeated the other Prefect. 'The school is off limits.'

She stared in bewilderment as the other Prefect seized her other arm and began to march her towards the stairs. Realising what was happening, she broke from their grips and ran towards the Principal's office. She stopped at the doorway and stared at the sight of Gary lying groaning on the floor, surrounded by shards of glass. Slowly, Gary turned his head. His eyes rolled for a moment, and then focused on her. He blinked lazily, half smiled, and then passed out.

The Prefects grabbed her, but this time she didn't resist them.

'You will do as you're told!' one of the Prefects barked in her ear, dragging her down the stairs.

'I'll never understand the minds of troublemakers.' The other Prefect commented, clutching tightly onto her arm.

Elliott allowed herself to be marched down the stairs and as she was pushed outside, where the rain had now stopped, she knew that that was probably the last time she would see Gary Smith.