A/N: There was some confusion when I named Blake's friend, Jake. Some of you thought it was Jake Ryan, so I changed his name to Aaron. Sorry about the confusion

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Chapter Five-Lockdown

Miley screamed as kids ran by her, smacking her in the head and sides with coat tails, books, or arms. She quickly got to her feet and looked around.

"Miles! Miley!"

Miley turned around and saw Jake running up to her. She let out a sigh of relief that he was ok.

"Jake. Jake are you ok?" Miley asked, as she grabbed onto his arm.

"Yeah, I am. But, I don't know where Lilly or Oliver is" Jake replied.

"You don't think-"

"Miley, come on! We have to get to a safe place" Jake said, starting to pull her down the hall.

"But, what about Lilly? And Oliver? And. . .Jackson?" Miley asked as they pushed their way through a mess of kids.

"We have to keep ourselves alive first. I swear they'll be ok" Jake replied, rushing down the hall.

Tears stung Miley's eyes, but she blinked them away. She didn't have time to be sad. For right now, she was scared to death. She followed Jake as e pushed through a door to the stair well. Her screams echoed off the walls as she heard another gun shot.

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Oliver tried to turn back and get Lilly, but the people pushing by him were too strong. He was slammed into a row of lockers.

"Ouch! Lilly, where are you?" he screamed.

He shuddered as he heard another gun shot and heard the sound of glass breaking. More screams went up. His heart beat in his chest as he pushed through the halls.

Doors to his left and right were closing. Lights in the hallways were going off. Oliver's heart beat quickened. He ran to a door and tried to push it open. It was locked. He pounded on the door and heard screams inside.

He saw some kids down the hall and followed them. They ran into the library where the librarian was closing the back doors to the library and computer lab.

"Get under the desks, kids. Under the desks, now!" she cried.

Oliver immediately ducked underneath a table near the librarian's desk. Another girl was under there. She had her arms wrapped around her knees and she was shaking.

"Are you ok?" Oliver whispered.

"I'm scared. My twin brother was separated from me" she whispered.

"I promise, everything will be ok. I'm Oliver" Oliver said quietly, taking her hand.

"Melody" the girl replied in a whisper. "Did you lose someone?"

"Only my best friend. I was just about to tell her I loved her when the first shot was fired. I lost her in the mob" Oliver replied quietly. He felt Melody squeeze his hand.

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Lilly got to her feet at the quickly. She looked around the quickly emptying hallway.

"Oliver?" she called out over the screams. There was another gunshot and she covered her head with her arms as glass showered down on her. She jumped as someone grabbed her arm. She turned and saw a boy with dark brown hair.

"Come with me. I'll keep you safe" he said in a rushed tone. He started to pull her down the hall.

"But, what about my friends?" she asked.

"You can't stay in the halls. The shooter might still be out here" he replied.

"But, my friends-"

"Do you want to die? Cuz if you do, I can leave you out here" the boy said angrily, stopping in his tracks.

"What's your name?" Lilly asked quietly. The boy stared at her for a moment.

"Lucas" he replied quietly. "I was separated from my twin sister Melody. The last school shooting we were in, at our old school, nearly took my life. We were separated then, too. I told her that it wouldn't happen again. I guess it did."

"Oh, I'm so sorry" Lilly said quietly.

"Look, we need to find a place to hide" Lucas said, suddenly remembering where they were.

"The girl's bathroom is the closest" Lilly said pointing at the door. She noticed the look on Lucas' face. "No one will care that you're a guy!"

With that, she pulled him to the girls' bathroom and through the door. A couple of the kids in there screamed. But, they relaxed once they realized that Lilly and Lucas were safe. Some of the girls had cuts along their cheeks from the broken glass.

"Are you girls all right?" Lucas asked. Another gunshot erupted through the halls, a scream of pain came afterwards.

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Blake rushed through the halls, trying to get away from the first shot area. A girl in front of him fell to the ground. She screamed as everyone else ran over her.

"Are you all right?" Blake asked her, helping her to her feet.

"Yeah, just scared" she replied quietly. "But, someone ran over my ankle. Please help me. I don't want to die."

"All right, come on" Blake said after a moment's silence. He wrapped one arm around the girls' waist and helped her limp/walk through the hall. "Here's a classroom."

He helped the girl inside while a bunch of other kids pushed by them into the classroom. Blake got up to leave, but someone closed the door and pushed a table up against it. The only light that was coming in was through the back windows.

"People are maniacs!" a kid shouted.

"Do any of you know who the shooter is?" another kid asked. Blake felt his armpits start to sweat. He nervously looked around the room.

"No. No one knows. We don't even know how many there are" the boy by the door said quietly.

"Why would anyone want to bring a gun to school?" the girl Blake helped, asked.

"Maybe he was tired of being picked on" Blake suggested quietly. His anger was rising fast.

"Well, that's stupid!" another kid spat.

"Is it?" Blake asked, pulling out his gun. The kids in the classroom screamed. "Get away from the door."

The boy quickly moved away from the door and huddled in the corner where everyone else was. All of the kids were shaking in fear. They were too afraid to move.

"You don't know how it feels to be picked on. You don't know how it feels to be beat up everyday. You don't know how it feels to see the look on your dad's face when he realizes that his son's a loser" I spat, pointing the gun at each of them.

"What are you going to do to us?" the girl Blake helped asked.

"Nothing. Except lock you in" I replied, tucking my gun away.

Blake left the room and quickly ran over to the janitor's closet. He found chains and a padlock on the ground. He ran back to the classroom door and chained their door shut with the classroom next door. He then, grabbed my gun and fired ten shots through the windows. He heard screams from inside the room. He laughed to himself. He tucked the gun away in the front pocket of his sweatshirt.

"I hope I got them. They deserve it" Blake whispered, turning and heading down the hall, whistling.