No one's POV

Wow... a lot of you want Lacey to die. With 3/12 she has the most votes but since I felt writing mood and wanted but inly have 12 votes on my poll this chapter doesn't tell anything.

BTW- since no one wants Fiona shoot she's not, but KC and Bianca have 2, and everyone else (cept Fiona) have one. Come on people. Help me out.

Jenna fainted.

Clare screamed. There was smoke everywhere and she was coughing,

Eli pulled her and Clare away.

Alli and Dave walked down the corrider. They were arguing but when they saw Clare's face they stopped.

"What the hell happened."

"Blood... so much blood..." Jenna was twitching in Clare's lap. "Someone's dead... gun."

Fiona ran away, out of the smoke now emitting from the hall way.

"He had smoke in his pocket, it exploded during the fight. No one can see anything... and... and.. I can't find Adam!" she started crying, crumpled into Alli as the people from prom came outside hearing the scream.

"Drew appeared. "No... no... please no!" he shouted. He tried to penetrate the smoke but to no avail.

"Adam!" he said and he heard nothing. Fiona sobbed harder.

Mr. Simpson entered. "Not again." he whispered.

He looked at a tear-streaked Clare and a thrashing Jenna whimpering "Blood... someone...". Eli was kissing Clare's hair repeatedly as she held Jenna in her lap.

Fiona was crumpled into Drew now, crying together for Adam, if he was dead. It was silent, no one was moving. They couldn't all be dead.

"Lacey..." Eli said, remembering the scream she had let out. She was in there, in the foggy smoke, probably dead.

Clare started to cry.

"Sam... Lacey..." Jenna was crying. "Sam... Lacey..."

"Oh my god, please someone tell me what happen."

"Fitz got out of jail. H-h-he brought a gun. They had a fight and it went off. The smoke went off immediately so no one knows who was shot." Alli was know holding Clare with Eli, sharing Jenna in there laps. Dave, Connor, and Wesley went to the thick smoke.

"Hey, it's settling." Wesley said.

"Yeah, it is. Who... who wants to look."

Mr. Simpson went.

He came back, blood on his shirt, sputtering and coughing.

"I'm sorry... but... someone has been shot. And the rest are unconscious because of the smoke. That's why on has moved out."

A uproar went through the crowd.

Alli spoke up. "Who?"

He looked from Fiona and Drew, to Dave, Connor, and Wesley, to Alli, Jenna, Clare and Eli.

Fiona burst into tears again. Drew started crying but manly wiped them , Dave, and Connor waited impatiently as the man struggled to find the right words to tell them- the whole school that someone was possibly dead. The bullet was deep, though he couldn't pace it, the amount of blood was all he needed to know. Eli put his forehead to Clare's as Alli stroked Jenna's hair as she thrashed.

"Lacey... James... Sam..." she moaned quietly. Alli felt the cold numbness of silence settle as Mr. Simpson drew in a breath.

"This is really hard but I'm sorry, the person might be dead..."

"Spit it out Archie," Connor said. "Who is it."

"It's..."

The crowd sparked up. Everyone cried. The smoke settled. Everyone raced to see that the person covered in blood was indeed...

Whoever wins the poll!

Fiona is out of the question, obviously.

Vote. I need to know. Unless, Lacey's the one dead.

This was cruel, but an instigator chapter.

You want this story to end the way you want it? Well, now you have the power...