Chrissy's pov
The bell rang and all the kids came out of there classes I felt like we where being herded like sheep all that was missing was the dogs... Damn I'm remembering way to many Mafia days ^day dreaming^ #chrissy remember i cant see that to# ^sorry J^
"come on MOVE" Bitch 1 yelled, never mind here the dogs come nipping at our feet
"hey new girl get out of our way" Bitch 2 huffed
"I think I'll pass hun I don't really feel like it" I slowed my passe it was kinda fun to see there faces change colors, I was laughing my ass off
"come on Chrissy lets just go.." JJ was pissed to but she knew how to keep her trap shut unlike me *sigh*
"NO Jurnee they will not push me around" with that we where at music class ohh I looooove music but our teacher no matter how fun is an ass
"ok class today we will be starting with simple scales..."we got half way thru class when all of the sudden of the intercom you here *teachers and staff we are on code 5 lock down please lock doors and get away from the windows thank you* well that was odd i thought that it could only get as bad as a code 3 but I gess I was wrong I guess I should get use to it I have been wrong all week. I raise my hand
"Um... Miss Knowles we cant close the door Jurnee is still out there"
"I'm sorry but we have to"
"But-"
"NO Miss. Meier we don't have time"... IF you think Imma listen to her you got another thing coming. I don't care if she is my teacher im not leaving my best friend out there with some killers so me being a stupid idiot i ran out of the class room "get back here-" *bang bang* i look back only to see my teacher get dragged back into the class room the door closes but i can see from here its not locked, damn where could that girl be? Ohhhh she might be in the court yard the place we go when we feel like drawing.
"JURNEE! COME ON WE HAVE TO GO"
"COMING"
"RUN" we made a sprint for the doors thank god they didn't lock like the rest did, as soon as we got back to the class room we felt odd... like where being watched it was creepy. when we got back the color left my face, on the floor was a shape, wavy crazy hair, faint out line but I knew it was her
"um Jurnee i think i found Ms. Knowles-" I stopped she was still my favorite teacher and it hurt to know that i had been the cause of this.
"really cool um where?" She turned and walked to me, I pointed to the ground trying to hold back my tears.
"on the floor... dead" the look of horror was slow to spread on her face as the news sunk in, our favorite teacher was dead and it was all my fault I felt like bashing my head into a door and watching what was left of my brain slowly tricky down my face god I wanted to die.
"That can be arranged love" I froze as they breathed ever so slowly in my ear I was scared but I had Jurnee I was going to be fine right? Wrong one wrong move and this guy could bust a cap in my head, damn me and my mafia days but hey what kinda life is it when your not fighting for it haha never mind.
"what do you want?" my voice trembled
"a song love play for us-" his sickly voice was forever imbedded in my brain, he was trying to be calm and cool. I could feel his sweat form here
"thats all" *smack* his calloused hand made contact with my face, damn that would leave a bruise.
"CHRISSY!" I wiped my head around and glared at her silently telling her to stay put, lowering her eyes she nodded her head
"never interrupt me got it?!" i nodded holding my cheek i could feel it getting warmer as it was most likely bright red now. I got up off the floor and went over to the cello rack my fingers ran over the neck of the peace as i got a bow, the cello i picked was my favorite oak with a cherry finish, i made shur that every day it was polished and not a thing was wrong with it it was my baby mine. I sat down and started to play stare way to heaven after that i started prelude ^Jurnee can you hear me?^ #ya Chris what do you need# ^when i nod i need you to trance form please^ #ok# i slowly nodded as if i was into the music Jurnee was smiling when she trance-formed i flipped over layed down the cello and griped Jurnee with ease and practices
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"for the crimes that you have committed, you are lower then the dirt on my feet so to day you die! come on lets go" the rest of the fight was a blur the last thing i remember before i pasted out with Jurnee, was red souls and a boy with amber eyes, black and white hair with two guns in his hands