Chapter 12- a successful defeat part 2

I didn't dare move; I was just focusing on the steady footsteps getting closer and closer to our hiding place. There was no hesitation in the mystery mans movements- clearly he didn't think anyone would be in this room. I looked up to TJ- he looked just how I felt and that was well...stunned. I didn't want to be going up to strange men already. It was not my world; I wasn't even sure whose world this was.

'Ok.' TJ muttered. 'I've got a plan cover Me.' he went to open the door but my hand quickly reached out to grab him. He looked back at me. 'What? Don't you usually follow my plans?'

'Teej that was years ago and you don't really have a shot with him. He'll shoot before you get close to him. You're strength is all up front- you have nothing to back it up.' he glared down at me.

'So? It's better than hiding in this closet.' I groaned looking round. Art supplies- paints, paper, glue. There was nothing to really use as a weapon, no scissors or anything like that. I looked round more till I found the few cleaning equipment. I picked up a mop.

'It's not like I have a plan. But from what I just got from you, you don't plan on sitting around. Just watch for once.'

The door opened interrupting out convocation. a man with a gun pointed into the closet smirked down at me.

'Wow...really generic hiding place kids.' the tightened his finger on the trigger aiming at TJ. I moved. Gripping the mop tightly in both hands I swung it round in to his gut sending him flying back. his hand tightened that bit more on the trigger sending a bullet darting round the classroom, ricocheting off the roof as I disturbed his balance. I turned lunging forward wielding my mop forward so collide with his knuckles sending his gun flying. He yelped jumping back.

'You're getting on my nerves girlie.' he winced eyeing down at me. 'I was told not to hurt you, but I'm not above getting your friend there.' he nodded to TJ 'and those other kids you brought with you, you know they won't last long.' the hand reached for his gun. I moved in his way. He sighed looking down at me. 'What you going to do?' I turned to mop handle up towards his face pushing it hard. It smashed into his nose. I jumped up after the mop kicking him hard round the head. He landed in a heap on the floor, pools of blood spilling out into the classroom.

'That.' I said neatly. I looked back to TJ who was just standing in the closet. 'You.' I pointed the mop at him. 'Couldn't have done that. That.' I pointed to the man on the floor. 'Would have been you.'

'I get it.' he hissed grabbing the mob throwing it to the side. 'You can do fancy stuff with sticks. I get it.' he looked at the man on the ground. 'So what do we do with him?'

The gang burst through the door, Vince first fists raised.

'We're here for you Spinelli!' Gus jumped in after his winced once realising what mess lay on the floor. 'You know...to clean up.' he gave a weak smile. 'Guess we're late.'

'Did he have a gun?' Gretchen shuffled in looking round.

'Yhea, but that doesn't matter.' I muttered looking around at the gang. They were all ready to fight here.

'Wow...how did you take him out?' Mikey knelt down to the man inspecting his nose. 'You're as delicate as always.'

'She was a monster.' TJ came up behind me wrapping an arm over my shoulders holding me still. 'But now we have some guy here just taking up space. It could get messy if he wakes up.'

'Yes, we don't know what he's capable of. He might even tell his mates where we are.' Vince muttered checking out the doorway. 'It's crazy, no where's safe.' I nodded in agreement. There was no way we could knock out everyone. We'll get caught and it'll all be over soon if this keeps up.

'Well we don't have to keep repeating this.' TJ muttered. 'We could use him to break the circle. You know break I before it begins. This is just what we needed!' we all stared at TJ.

'I'm afraid I don't get you.' Gretchen pushed her glasses up her nose.

'We we can use this guy as a message to them. Some kind of declaration of war.' TJ grinned. 'This is where we begin to own the school again. This can be where we make our stand.' we all still looked pretty confused.

'You mean send him back as some kind of challenge?' Gus asked looking at the man. 'And then we can lure them out and attack them on our terms...we are attacking now then?' they looked to me.

'I guess so.' I muttered shaking TJ's arm off me. I moved to the door. I didn't feel attached to this school at all. If we were going to attack them we needed to know everything. I looked round the room, at the many paints and art works. This place was truly different to the prison above.

'You know what would be cool...if you sort of turn this place into some abandoned school.' I muttered after a while.

'Err Spinelli...this place is abandoned. It's the weekend.' Vince spread his arms wide as if to stake the obvious. 'You're not going to get more abandoned.'

'No...I don't mean like that. I mean...you remember the way how the kindergartener's part of the play ground always looked so wild and creepy to us? How it make us literally wet ourselves when we went to the old playground?' they nodded. 'Well we could make them feel like that. Mind war fair. Make them freaked out. And set traps...this is our school after all.'

'That does sound better then taking them on all like this.' Gus muttered. 'No offence but I recon only you could do that to a Guy.' he gestured to the man on the ground. I nodded grabbing some paint from the cupboard.

'Cool.' I grinned. 'So...who votes for project war paint?' they all grinned...well all except TJ who just stared grimly at me but he nodded all the same.