7:10 a.m.

Every morning at school, it was a rule that you had to go to the cafeteria until 7:20, which was when you were allowed to go to class, ten minutes before school started. Mary had never had to do that, and now she understood why she was all to happy to skip out on that rule.

Standing close to the doors of the large room, she scanned the crowds of people, noticing all of them were people she'd never be caught dead with. They were the losers of the school.

Sighing when she realized she wasn't going to see any of her friends before 7:20, she looked around for something to do. She grinned when she saw Elizabeth Tanner standing in the corner with Emily Robinson.

"Lizzie!" she exclaimed as she walked up to her and Emily, "You're just the person I was hoping to see! Look, I got so busy last night, and I had like, no time to do the algebra homework. Any chance you'll let me copy yours?"

"Um, I guess you can. Sure," Lizzie said. She had just pulled it out of her backpack when the voice of one of her friends stopped her.

"Hey, what's goin' on?"

Mary turned around and rolled her eyes when she saw who it was.

Lucy Messer.

Mary had hated the bitch since second grade, when she accidently spilled red paint on her brand new jeans. There was also the fact that she had a pathetic little crush on Liam. The fact that she even thought she had a chance with him was enough to keep her laughing for at least a month.

"Lizzie here was just about to be kind enough to let me borrow her homework. Got a problem with that?" Mary asked. She watched as Lucy gave Lizzie a look, then just shake her head. "That's wheat I thought."

Mary grabbed the homework assignment, then shoved Lucy out of the way when she walked away.

I really hope I don't have to deal with any more of these freaks this morning, she thought. Oh, I spoke too soon.

She hadn't even made it to the doors when Patrick Moore stepped in her way.

"Um, excuse me freak. I'm walking here," she said in an annoyed voice.

"Why don't you leave Lucy the hell alone?" he said, ignoring what Mary said.

"Oh, well isn't this cute? One loser sticking up for another!" she said, laughing.

"You're going to regret saying that," Patrick said calmly.

"Really? What do you think you're going to do to make me regret it?"

Patrick's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said before walking away.

Mary just shook her head and laughed some more. What could one freak do to her?

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7:17 a.m.

"I can't believe you didn't kick her ass when she shoved you out of the way. Are you sick or something?"

Lucy laughed at Emily's question, shaking her head.

"No, I just promised my parents I'd try to be good," she explained.

"Oh well, it doesn't matter since your boyfriend Patrick seems to have it under control," Emily said.

"He's not my boyfriend. We're just friends. He's in my math class, and he doesn't have anyone else to talk to, so I'm nice to him," Lucy said. "Now Lizzie, why the hell are you still letting Mary copy your homework?"

Lizzie shrugged.

"I just want her to like me."

Lucy sighed in response. Lizzie had been one of her best friends since kindegarten, and she knew how smart, sweet, and caring Lizzie was. So it never made any sense to her why Lizzie felt she needed to be accepted by Mary. Sure, Mary was pretty, popular, captain of the cheerleading squad, and homecoming queen, but she was nothing compared to Lizzie, one of the kindest people Lucy had ever met. Mary didn't deserve Lizzie as a friend, or a person to copy homework off of. Lucy just wished Lizze would see that.

The bell rang, causing the three best friends to groan in annoyance.

"Is it 2:30 yet?" Emily asked as they left the cafeteria and headed to class.

"I wish," Lizzie said, "then we could start the weekend. I'm so ready for it."

"Seriously," Lucy said, nodding her head in agreement, "I'm ready for pizza and The Notebook at my place tonight."

"Is your uncle Flack going to start crying again during it? Because that was really weird last time," Emily said.

Lucy shook her head, laughing as she remembered the last time her and her two best friends had decided to have a movie night at her place. They had all agreed on watching The Notebook, and instead of going out with Danny like planned, Flack insisted that they watch the movie so they could see why the hell girls liked it so much. By the end of the movie, he was crying more than the girls were.

"No, he won't be there tonight," Lucy insisted.

"Great. Well, I'll see you guys at lunch. I've gotta go to gym. I hate that class. It's nothing but freshman," Emily said, rolling her eyes.

Lucy and Lizzie both just laughed, then linked arms as they walked into their AP History class together.

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7:48 a.m.

Patrick had never skipped class before. He'd never even been late. So sitting in the bathroom stall while everyone else was sitting in their classrooms felt a little weird to him.

He'd been in there since the first bell, waiting for the perfect time. He figured 7:50 would be a good time. Classes would have been going on for twenty minutes already, so it would be a total suprise when he walked in.

He pulled out his phone. 7:48. He sighed in frustration. Sure, he could have done it two minutes earlier, but he was OCD about some things, so he had to wait until exactly 7:50.

While he waited, he thought about why he was doint it. One reason was for his stupid parents to pay attention to him instead of his fucking brother for once. Another huge reason was to get back at the bitches who had tortured him since pre-school. An image of Mary Anderson popped into his head when he thought of this reason, and he thought about what he had told her earlier. She was going to regret what she said that morning, and every other time she'd been horrible to him.

And then of course the third reason for doing all of this was for Lucy.

He glanced at his phone again and grinned as he read the numbers on the screen. He shoved his phone back into his pocket, then reached into his backpack and pulled out the object he was searching for.

It was time to show that school who they had been fucking with all those years.

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8:00 a.m.

Lindsay Messer had been staring at the computer for what seemed like forever. She had totally forgotten what she was even supposed to be doing. She could already tell that it was going to be a long day since she was already geting distracted so early in the morning.

Leaning back in her chair, she sighed, wishing she had the day off. Then maybe she could finally start her Christmas shopping.

"Hey Linds,"

Lindsay looked at the door and smiled when she saw Adam.

"Hey Adam, what's up?"

"I, uh, got those DNA results you wanted," he began. He was about to say something else, but stopped when Danny hurried past him.

The second Lindsay saw Danny, she could tell something was wrong. He looked pale as a ghost, and his face had panic written all over it.

"Danny, what's wrong?" she asked.

"I just got off the phone with Flack. We've gotta get to Lucy's school, now," he explained quickly.

Lindsay gave him a confused look, not understanding what was going on. However, before she could ask why, Danny gave her an answer she'd never imagine in a million years.

"There's been shots fired."

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