F.Y.I. When the words are italicized like this that means it's a flashback. I'm sure most of you could tell from context, but this is for those "slower" readers ; P
Malik (Boy #10) had been waiting in the classroom for what seemed like an eternity. He wasn't going to hide out like a pansy; he was just waiting for someone to pass so he could attack them. The boomerang he had received wasn't particularly useful, but it would do. He just sat and waited… and waited… and waited. Finally he could hear the sounds of soft footsteps. He looked out of the room and saw Judy (Girl #21) making her way up the stairs. She was glancing around nervously, a sword in her hand.
Malik knew he needed to be quick about this. He had grown up learning to respect women. He didn't want to hurt her but he would kill her.
Judy cautiously made her way to the classroom where Malik was. She had no idea he was in there. Malik was ready. Judy shut the door again behind her and glanced around nervously. Malik leapt up quickly and hit her in the back of the head with his boomerang. Judy cried out in pain and staggered forward. She turned around and saw Malik. He quickly swung again. Judy leapt out of the way.
"What the hell?" She screamed.
"Sorry little lady, it's just the game," Said Malik. He ran forward again. Judy blocked his boomerang with her sword.
"Fuck you," She said. Judy lifted her foot up and kicked Malik in the crotch. He dropped the boomerang and cried out in pain. Judy swung her sword and made a cut in his side.
"Bitch!" Shouted Malik. He reached out and grabbed the sword. He and Judy began to fight for it. Finally Malik pulled with all of his strength and fell backwards. The sword flew out of Judy's hands and landed on the other side of the room. Malik and Judy both looked at each other. Then they both ran for the sword.
Judy shoved Malik out of the way and he fell onto some of the desks. Malik stuck his foot out and tripped Judy. She fell to the ground. Malik got up and ran toward the sword. Judy grabbed his ankle and pulled him down to the ground. Both of them began to scramble for the sword. Judy bit down on Malik's leg hard enough to draw blood.
Malik still managed to reach the sword and swing it backwards. Judy dodged it and leapt back to her feet. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be," Said Malik.
Judy ran toward the door. Malik chased after her. "I don't want to hurt you," He said, "Don't make it more painful than it has to be!"
He leapt forward and tackled Judy to the ground. She elbowed him in the face. She slid out from underneath him and grabbed the door handle. Malik stabbed her in the leg with the sword. She screamed and fell. As Malik got closer she reached back and punched him in the face. Judy wouldn't die. She was determined of that. Oh no, in fact, she was going to kill this fucker!
Judy grabbed a stapler that was by the table she was by. She jammed it into Malik's hand. He cried out. She grabbed the sword from him and stabbed him in his back. He cried out. She pulled the sword out. "Enjoy your slow death, FUCKER!" She shouted as she left the classroom with both the boomerang and the sword.
Gillian (Girl #2) was ready to attack. Her target was in sight. It was Tatum (Girl #16), one of those disgusting ghetto chicks. Gillian's grandmother had told her about them. How they were all "disgusting, trashy niggers who take advantage of this fine government's money."
Tatum hadn't decided which classroom in Zone 3 would be the best to hide in. She had thought about heading toward the gym, but had decided against it at the last second. She was now looking for a place to hide. She decided she would head into the Chinese room. But before she could enter, a noise stopped her dead in her tracks. She spun around to see Gillian running full speed at her. Gillian's axe was raised high in the air. She swung down with a great amount of force. Tatum screamed and dodged.
Gillian didn't give her time to react. She swung again. Tatum's quick skills allowed her to dodge it again. "What the fuck?" Shouted Tatum. Instead of responding, Gillian swung the axe at her again. Tatum knew there would be no reasoning with this girl. She had three options: escape, kill, or be killed. Tatum opted for the first choice.
Gillian swung the axe again. Tatum took off running. "Grandma always did say them niggers was good at running," Said Gillian with a big grin on her face. She took off after Tatum. She had to catch her. Tatum flew down the stairs. Gillian was right behind her though.
"Fuck off freak!" Shouted Tatum. Gillian just smiled. She didn't fuck off, in fact, she started running even faster. Tatum could still outrun her though. That is until Tatum took a little spill. She had been running so fast that her feet got tangled up and she ended up falling over herself. She collapsed painfully onto the floor. She looked up in horror as Gillian stood over her. "Please don't hurt me," Sobbed Tatum.
"Pathetic," Said Gillian. She was just about to end it, when a thought popped into her head. There were bound to be others playing, right? What if they had received guns or at least something better than an axe? They could and probably would kill her. She needed a shield… and she knew the perfect one.
"Up nigger," Said Gillian. Tatum got up.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"A million dollars so granny can retire, but that's beside the point," Said Gillian.
"What do you want with me?" Tatum specified.
"I want you to be my shield. Oh and before you say no, you really have no choice," Said Gillian. She snatched Tatum's spear from her. She put it against her back. "Run and you die," Said Gillian. Tatum knew she wasn't kidding. "Walk," Commanded Gillian. Tatum did as she was told. This was not going to be fun for her.
Tonya (Girl #3) had seen someone she had been hoping to. Kristopher (Boy #19). The two were "friends" in a sense that they hung out together. Both being in the "emo" stereotype though, they didn't really express friendly words to one another. The two had used to date, but that failed. So, they had just continued being "friends". In this situation she was trying her best to appear brave but underneath, she was terrified. Tonya called out his name and Kristopher turned.
"Keep it down," He said as he made his way over to Tonya.
"Sorry," She said.
"You got a fucking rolling pin and all I got was a screwdriver," Said Kristopher with a frown.
"Meh, it's okay," Said Tonya.
"Give me the rolling pin," Said Kristopher.
The statement had completely caught Tonya off guard. That's not what she had been expecting at all. "Kris I-"
He cut her off. "It's Kristopher, not Kris. You know I hate that! Now, give me the fucking rolling pin," He said.
"Why should I?" Asked Tonya.
"Cuz I fucking said to," Said Kristopher.
"You have your screwdriver," Said Tonya.
"But I want the rolling pin," Said Kristopher. He lunged at her and jabbed her with the screwdriver. Nothing fatal, just a flesh wound. Tonya bent over and clutched her stomach. Kristopher elbowed her in the back of the head and grabbed the rolling pin.
"Kristopher, what the fuck?" Asked Tonya, still in pain.
"Shut the fuck up," Said Kristopher, "If you weren't my friend, I would've fucking killed you. Consider yourself lucky." He picked Tonya up by the arm and dragged her along. Much like Gillian, he had found himself a shield.
Archie (Boy #18) had seen enough. He had seen the fight ensue between Judy and Malik. He had heard the noise and gone over to the window to peek in. He could never forget the things he saw. How could people be this rough? It was just sickening. He had run as fast as his scrawny legs could carry him, back to Zone 4. He headed back up the stairs and ran into the bathroom to vomit. He opened a stall door but found a person in there. Both screamed.
Kamryn (Girl #9) was in complete shock. What was a boy doing in the girl's bathroom? "You can't be in here, pervert," Said Kamryn, "This is the girl's bathroom."
"Move you fucking retard," Said Archie. He shoved Kamryn out of the way and began to hurl chunks.
"That's gross," Said Kamryn in disgust.
Archie had finished but he didn't flush the toilet. Not in this game. "Flush that crap down," Said Kamryn.
"It's not crap, its puke," Said Archie. He could never miss the chance for a joke.
"Well I'm leaving now," Said Kamryn. She stormed off.
"Don't go out there," Said Archie, "I've seen people playing this game."
"I'll be fine," Said Kamryn.
"I saw Malik attack Judy," Said Archie. He really shouldn't have said that.
"What?" Asked Kamryn. Her voice had gone from one of a ditz, to one of an extremely pissed off blonde.
"Malik attacked Judy," Said Archie.
"That… that… bitch," Said Kamryn.
"I think she's okay thought," Said Archie.
"I don't fucking care," Said Kamryn.
"Listen, she's fine," Said Archie, who regretted saying what he had seen.
"I'm going to go kick that redneck's dumb ass," Said Kamryn as she stormed out of the bathroom.
"No," Said Archie. He grabbed onto her shoulder. "I'm not letting you go out there, you're going to die."
"Fuck off," Said Kamryn. She stormed down the stairs. Archie couldn't let her do this alone. He reluctantly followed.
Zelda (Girl #11) had finally reached her destination. The band room. It was a perfect place to hide, a nerd haven, if you will. No one would come all the way out this far. She quickly ran into the room. But she saw a shadowy figure. The figure turned and saw her. Zelda screamed and turned the lights on.
"Shut those things off, idiot," Said Wayne (Boy #1).
"Oh it's just you," Said Zelda, "no threat."
"Gee, thanks," Said Wayne sarcastically, "Now turn the fucking lights back off." Zelda did.
"You come here to hide too?" Asked Wayne.
"No, I fucking came to play my flute," Said Zelda sarcastically.
"Bitch," Said Wayne. He made his way over to his locker. He opened it and slipped inside.
"Let me hide with you," Said Zelda.
"No way," Said Wayne, "Hide in your own locker."
"It's too small," Said Zelda, "I play the flute."
"Too bad so sad," Said Wayne as he started to close the door.
"I will bash your brains in," Said Zelda as she held her baseball bat high.
"Go for it," Said Wayne. He knew she was just bluffing. Or at least he thought so. But he thought wrong. He felt something hard hit the side of his head. This time it wasn't the fist of a classmate, it was a baseball bat.
"Let me in or I hit again," Said Zelda.
Wayne rubbed his head. "Fine, Jesus that hurt," He said.
"Sorry," Said Zelda, with no sincerity in her voice. Wayne shut the door and the two were now in hiding.
Sydney (Girl #4) was sitting in the library in Zone 1. Her nose was pressed deeply into the book she was reading. She was getting close to the end. Just another paragraph and…. Done. Wow, that had been an amazing book. Now what was Sydney going to do to kill time? She had the perfect idea! She got a piece of paper and a pencil from the librarian's desk, and began to write another song.
One of Sydney's favorite pastimes was writing songs and then performing then for her family. Her mom seemed to really like them, but her stepdad didn't. He acted like he did, but Sydney could tell he wasn't being sincere.
Sydney began writing ferociously as an idea came into her mind. But before she wrote down more than a line, she made sure to put her name at the top of the paper. This time nobody could claim it was their song. Like last time.
Another good day of songwriting. This one would be her best yet. Sydney was sure of it. The best song she had ever written was right here. She entitled it Love Chronicles. It told the story of a girl named Julia and a man named Bartholomew, and how their love for each other happened. She had the music planned out and everything. That's when "they" decided to show up.
"Hey Sydney," Said Clifton (Boy #15). He had a big grin on his face.
"Hello," Said Sydney. She turned away and continued writing in her notebook.
"Whatcha writing?" Asked Clifton.
"A song," Said Sydney.
"What's it called?" Asked Clifton.
"Love Chronicles. Now please stop bothering me, I'm busy," Said Sydney.
Clifton grinned. "Love Chronicles," He said, "Sydney I already wrote that song."
Sydney looked up. "What'd you say?" She asked.
"I wrote Love Chronicles," Said Clifton, "How dare you try to take credit for my song,"
"It's my song," Said Sydney, "I wrote it."
"I wrote it," Said Clifton.
"I WROTE IT!" Screamed Sydney. She was getting really annoyed.
"Sydney you're right he didn't write it," Said Omar (Boy #2) coming up.
"Thank you," Said Sydney.
"I wrote it," Said Omar. Sydney turned angrily to him.
"I WROOOTE IT!" She shouted.
"Jeez Sydney why are you such a liar?" Asked Omar.
"THAT'S IT!" Shouted Sydney as Mr. Walker walked in. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" She balled her hand into a fist.
"What's going on?" Demanded Mr. Walker.
"I think Sydney's gone even crazier," Said Clifton.
"I WROTE IT!" Shouted Sydney.
"Sydney, behave," Said Mr. Walker, "You know better."
Clifton and Omar grinned and walked to their seats, leaving an infuriated Sydney.
This time though, no one would steal her rightful credit. It would be all hers. The song was now finished. She couldn't wait to show it to everyone.