8:10

Mr. Simpson's P.O.V.

Paper work and more paper work. I slammed my pen on my desk and put my head in my hands. Rubbing my temples, I heard a big bang coming from the hall. I snapped my head up. Screams where heard. I widen my eyes in shock. No, not again!

I jumped out of my chair and ran out into the hall way. There were student bodies on the floor. Some of them were still alive as they were still breathing.

"Hey Mr. Simpson."

"Eli, what are you doing?"

"Just killing people."

"Put the gun down."

He was walking towards me and screamed "I'm not putting shit down!" and shot up in the air, startling me, making me fall backwards.

"You're making a big mistake." I told him.

"No, Mr. Simpson. This isn't a mistake." He smirked at me. Eli pointed the gun at me and I shut my eyes. I heard him laugh.

"Run." He said.

"What?"

"Run! Before I change my mind!"

I got up quickly and started running away from him.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

I felt bullets pierce my back. I fell to the floor face first, a pool of blood surrounding me. I started coughing out blood.

"Bitch." I heard Eli say as I begin to black out.

Katie's P.O.V.

"Marisol, shut up!" I whispered/screamed to her. I covered her mouth with my hand and she was still screaming.

"I'm sorry. I'm just scared." she whispered back.

"I'm scared too, Marisol."

It was very cramped under this desk. I was looking at the other students in the science room. They were just as scared as us. I heard Degrassi had a school shooting before this one. Only one person died, but multiples are dying now.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

"He's outside the classroom!" Marisol whispered.

I didn't answer her. I was to busy thinking about Drew. Was he safe?

Did he get shot?

I flinched when I heard the door being kicked open. I started tearing when I heard a gun reloading.

"Everybody stand up! This is for the shit you've put me through for the last year!"

Nobody got up.

"I'll start shooting anyway!"

BANG, BANG, BANG!

I saw a bullet hit a girl in the head, a bullet hitting the window, making it shatter, and a bullet hitting a guy in the arm.

The shooter started walking around the classroom. My eyes widened in horror as he knocked on the table. He bent down and pointed the gun in between my eyes.

"Peek- a boo."

8:30

Adam's P.O.V.

I swung open the doors to Degrassi. The halls were carpeted with blood and bodies were everywhere. Where are the fucking police!

Running, I was jumping over bodies and slipping on blood. That's when I heard my name.

"Adam!"

"Clare!" I ran over to her. My heart was beating erratically.

"Are you hurt?" I asked her.

"No, but he got Alli. He says that it's her fault that him and I aren't together. He killed Jake too. He also said that he was going o pretend I was dead."

Clare started sobbing and I held her close. What has become of Eli? He's hurting the people he loves. I helped Clare up and walked her to the front door.

"Call the police when you are far from this place." I pushed her out.

"I'm not leaving you, Adam!" he tried to come back in.

"No! Clare, go now!"

She hugged me and started running away.

This is probably the last time I'll see you Clare.

Eli's P.O.V.

My head in spinning right now. I'm walking around the halls like a drunk person. Shifting from side to side it's make me nauseas. Bending to my knees, I dropped the gun and started to vomit, puking my guts everywhere. I wiped my hand across my lips and started panting hard. What has overcome me? I'm a psychopath. A emo psychopath.

I shot a quarter of my school and not feeling any regret to it.

Looking up, I see a girl in the corner, balled up with her head in her hands. I grabbed my gun and started walking to her.

"Don't kill me…" she said.

"Kill you. Why would I do such a thing?" I said pointing the gun at her.

"I didn't do anything wrong and none of the people you killed did to." She looked up and I finally saw who she was.

Bianca.

"You don't know me." I snarled.

"You're right, I don't know you. But, what I do know is that you're fucking up right now. You're going to be in a jail cell forever."

"Shut up!"

"With nobody to love you."

"I said shut up!"

"You're alone in this Eli! You. Are. Alone!"

I pulled the trigger, the bullet ripping through Bianca's chest, killing her.

She doesn't know me.

8: 52

Dave's P.O.V.

"Wesley, calm down! Somebody must have called the police. They will rescue us!"

Wesley and I was crammed in closet in one of the classrooms. We heard the shooter was Eli. He's such a psychopath! Killing innocent people.

"We are going to die, Dave! Eli is crazy as you can possibly tell."

"No we aren't! My dad is going to be here any second. I called him remember? We are going to be alright."

"I just don't want to die." Wesley cried.

Fiona's P.O.V.

"K.C., hold me." I heard Jenna say. I was gripping Imogen's hand tightly as we taking cover under a table.

"Eli, is not going to touch you. I promise." K.C. said holding Jenna. "We are going to get home to Tyson. Together."

"Wait. Eli is the gunman? I though it was some random stranger who waltz in the school." Imogen said. "I can't believe he's the gunman."

"Yea that Emo is the gunman! He has shot up most of the school by now. He's insane."

"Eli isn't insane!" I tried to defend him.

"Tell it to his gun!" Jenna countered.

"Students, be quiet! We all don't want to die right now!" Coach Armstrong scolded at us.

BANG!

"He's getting closer…" Jenna whispered.