Chapter Twelve-As If Things Couldn't Get Any Worse!

"Oh man, this has been such a long week," Magnet commented as he rubbed his tired eyes. "I can't believe we had to deal with all of this in our first couple of weeks of High School."

"This is what we get once we get released from Camp Hell Hole," X-Ray responded as he closed his locker door. "Get used to it, Magnet. High School is filled with drama."

"I can't even get used to the fact that the food here is better than the food at Camp Hell Hole…and it's basically the same thing they served us there!"

X-Ray laughed as he and Magnet started to walk down the hall. They winked at some girls they passed, but got flipped off as the girls rolled their eyes. They heard people laughing at them so they turned to see Miles, a tough senior, leaning against a locker snickering at them.

"What's so funny, pizza face?" X-Ray questioned as he glared over at Miles.

"You. Watching you act all cool to a girl. Trying to get a date for the dance?"

"I don't need to try," X-Ray responded as he grinned evilly. "I all ready have you. Except for you, who needs to bring their mother to the dance."

He and Magnet walked away laughing as Miles shook in anger.

Miles Baker was a senior that was exiled since day once of his freshman year. He took it for three years, and he wasn't going to take it another year. All these emotions bottled up inside of him until it leaked out like a soda filled with Mentos. He kept the emotions inside for too long and now he was finally going to let it out with a good size of revenge to go along with it.

Miles was mad.

Scratch that.

Miles was pissed.

Ever since he arrived at the school in freshman year he was labeled as a loser, a geek, a nobody.

Everyone treated him badly because he was different than the rest of them.

And it was only because he talked with a slight stutter and because he had asthma and had to use his inhaler every time he tried to play soccer after school.

Well, he wouldn't be looked over ever again. He would teach them all a lesson.

The Jocks.

The Goths.

The Emos.

The Brainiacs.

The Preps

All of them.

Ever since he first arrived there they made him their target.

He got swirlied and beat up the jocks on a regular basis. He was shunned by the Goths and the Emos because he was too…alive. The braniacs made him feel stupid by asking him equations and other math problems. And the preps just made him feel like lower than dirt for way to long.

They all made him feel lower than dirt for way too long.

And that was going to end now.

"They're all going to pay," Miles muttered to himself as he lowered the hem of his sweatshirt and casually placed his hands in the front pocket as he walked off.

-----------

"God dammit, I hate this school!" Nikita cried as she dropped her tray down at a table.

"Why?" Icy questioned as she sat down across from her. Icy still dressed gothic like Nikita did, but not as much as her. She still had a splash of blue to her clothes. "Not black enough for you?"

"Ha ha ha. No, I just hate all of these loser guys who think they can hit on me without being hit!" Nikita and Icy laughed as they high fived each other. "Don't they know that I'm dating Ziggy?"

"Guys don't care. They go for someone who's all ready taken," Icy responded as she took a sip of milk.

"So what happened between the Squicyitch love triangle?"

"Squicyitch? What the hell?"

"It's a combination of all of your names. Squid. Icy. Twitch. What happened?"

"Let me see…I went over to a D-Tent meeting, yelled at Squid, yelled at Twitch, and left. Ran through the rain, reunited with this…boy I met a while ago, got rained on, met up with Squid again, we talked and he told me to choose Twitch, went over to Twitch's place, apologized, and made out with him. Does that summarize it enough?" Icy asked all in one breath. Nikita just stared at hre as she watched Icy catch her breath.

"Wow," was all Nikita said as she blinked. "So, you're dating Twitch now?"

"Yeah, I guess. He's really sweet and all, but I feel as if there's something missing, y'know?"

"You're just having doubts. I'm sure if Squid told you to go with Twitch, then there's a good reason. So, are you going to the Homecoming with him?"

"I'm going to the Homecoming, just not with him. Glare, Shorty, and I are going to play a couple of sets there." Icy paused before adding, "and you better come or I'll be forced to pinkitize you the next school day!"

"Pinkitize?" Nikita asked with a raised eyebrow. "You have been around me way too long. I rubbed off on you. I'm am so proud!"

Icy laughed as she shook her head. "Hey, I've been meaning to thank you and your brother by saving my siblings and I from the fire. You could've killed yourselves but you went ahead and did it anyway."

"No problem. I know you would've done the same to me," Nikita said with a wave of her hand.

"Also…thanks for leaving my dad behind so he could go. He was a bad man with a messed up mind. You finally put him to rest."

"Once again: no problem. I had to deal with a dad like that for a short time. He died in a car accident because he was on a drug, but at least he didn't hurt my mother or Leon."

Icy nodded in understanding as they began to eat. They talked about random things like the teachers they had at their school and how they disciplined differently. They were in the middle of talking about which teachers gave out the most homework when there was a loud crash. They turned their heads around and saw a circle of people standing near the back of the cafeteria. Giving Nikita a look, Icy stood and started to make her way to the back of the cafeteria. She pushed past people and saw that Miles and another senior were in a fight.

"Hey! Stop it! Stop, right now!" Icy shouted as she pushed her way into the fight. The other senior, Daniel, looked down at her as he gave Miles on hard shove. He landed on his back and curled into a ball as he held his hand up to his bleeding nose.

"And what're you going to do to stop me, shrimp?" He asked as he shoved her lightly. She took a step back, but continued to glare at him. He shoved her again but he slapped his arm away as a scowl came to her face.

"Leave Miles alone, he didn't do anything to you," she growled as she brought back her foot and kicked him hard I the shin at the same time she punched him hard in the stomach. He doubled over as she dropped down to Miles's side. "Are you all right?" She asked as he sat up and blinked a couple of times. "Go on, get out of here!" She yelled at the crowd. They didn't budge. "MOVE YER ASSES!" They all scurried to get back to their tables as Icy helped him sit up. Nikita came over with an ice pack in her hand…well, her sleeve. She once said that if she came in contact with ice her vampire powers would go away.

"Thank you," Miles muttered as he held the icepack to his nose. "But you didn't have to help me. I would've been able to deal with it on my own."

"I know, but I don't stand by to let someone get hurt," Icy told him as she patted his shoulder. "I've always been like that."

"Thanks anyway," he said as he stood. "I don't understand why the all hate me. I haven't done anything to them. They think they're all so damn perfect!"

"Let me tell you, Miles," Nikita said to him as he got to his feet. "All of those people are insecure, and take their insecurities out on people who don't look insecure. That's it. There's no reason for you to feel hated. All right dude?"

"All right," he muttered as he wiped the rest of the blood off of his upper lip.

Icy and Nikita walked out of the cafeteria, ignoring the looks that were being thrown their way, along with the coughs of 'emos', 'lesbos' and 'losers' that reached their ears. Nikita just stopped at a table and climbed on top. She stomped on it with her heavy shoes which got everyone quiet.

"You all laugh at us and make fun of us because we're different," she started once she got everyone's attention. "But I laugh and make fun of all of you because you're exactly the same!" She then jumped off the table and started to walk out of the cafeteria, Icy following close behind.

"That was amazing," Icy said proudly.

"Life's short, bend the rules."

They laughed as they walked down the hall to their lockers. They passed by junior boys who made cat calls, whistled, and tried cheesy pick up lines on them. Icy got so frustrated she kicked a guy in the balls with her heavy shoes. ("He's not going to have babies for a while," Nikita commented with a satisfied smile.) Once they reached their lockers they started to get out their things when they heard pounding footsteps.

"What's that noise?" Icy questioned as she had one hand in her locker and another handing by her side.

"It's the sound of our Geometry teacher getting attacked by his revolting students," Nikita responded deadpan. "And we're not there to help! Come on, let's move!"

"Hey guys," Twitch said softly as he walked up to them. He was smiling shyly and his hands were shoved in his pockets as he rocked on his feet.

"Hey Twitchy," Nikita said with a fang-filled smile. He blinked once and laughed nervously as Nikita closed her locker. "I'm going to class. I'll meet you there."

"Kay, see you," Icy said with a wave as she pulled her arm out of her locker. "Hey, how's it going?" She asked as she gave him a light kiss and smiled.

"It's going good," he responded as he scratched the top of his head. "So, I just wanted to know, are we going to the Homecoming dance together or what?"

"We're going, just not together," Icy responded. "My siblings and I got a gig so we'll be playing some of the music there. But in my free time expect a dance from me."

"But it won't be the same," he said as his smile got a little bit bigger as she stepped forward and pulled her into a hug. "I had everything planned out. I'd come by your place with a limo and some roses. Then I'd take you to the most expensive place in town, and then we'd go to the dance so I could show you off." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek before letting her go.

"Even if I could do that, I wouldn't," Icy said as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You know how I feel about being all dressed up in a dress. Let alone wearing one for one night for no reason at all."

"You wouldn't even do it for me?"

"Twitch, you're cute, but I wouldn't even do it for your cute face," she said with a smirk as she tapped his nose. "Now I have to go before I get late for my Geometry class."

"Ok. I'll meet you here after school," he said as he gave her one more hug and then went down the hall.

She rolled her eyes and chuckled as she opened her locker once more. She started to get her books when she stopped and looked around.

The other handful of people in the hall were quiet as they got their things and rushed to their class.

It was quiet.

Too quiet.

The air seemed to be filled with electricity as she closed her locker and started down the hall.

That's when she heard it.

The scream.

And what followed shortly after it.

A gunshot…