"A gun?" You exclaimed, shocked.
"Miss (Last name)" Mrs Nara, Jewels English teacher, snapped obviously startled by your sudden out burst. "This is a close reading, there should be no need to talk"
"Sorry miss." You said, cheeks stained red with your embarrassment.
Mrs Nara let out a low huff as you quick looked down towards your desk.
Your mind spun with a million questions. Jewels, your friend; who was a shy, quite, polite, caring girl, knew how to use a gun? Wasn't it illegal to have a gun in your possession here? Back home everyone had a gun, it wasn't that uncommon, but here? Well that was a different story.
You didn't dare voice any of your questions here though, that would have to wait until lunch.
Time seemed to drag on as you waited for lunch. With each tick of the clock your curiosity grew and your patience deteriorated.
If there was one thing you had learned, however, it was that time did pass: even when each passing second seemed to lag and throb like the movement of an overused muscle.
When the bell finally rang it took everything in you not to jump up from you seat and yell 'halle-fucking-lujah'
You dragged Jewels into one of the, now, deserted classrooms. Once inside you paused, you had so many questions but you didn't know where to begin. After a long stretch of silence Jewels finally spoke up,
"How about I just tell you the basics and then you can ask any questions you still have?" Her voice was low and slightly teasing.
Unsure of how to respond, to someone about to tell you how they had come about to learn to use a gun, you simply nodded.
Jewels then plunged into her story, telling you about how after her mother was killed when she was four years old, her father had became obsessed with Jewels knowing how to defend herself. He had made her take self defence classes, archery, fencing and shooting. Explaining how she didn't mind taking part in them and actually enjoyed them, but her favourite had always been shooting. She still went out to a place just outside of town every Saturday to practice shooting.
"So let me get this straight." You said, holding up your hands in front of you, "You still practice every weekend?" Your tone shocked.
Jewels let out a low chuckle,
"I just told you my whole life story and the fact that I go shooting during the weekends is what shocks you?"
"I thought it was a pretty big deal." You mumbled under your breath.
"If it's that big of a deal maybe you should come with me this weekend?" Jewels voice was both an invitation and a challenge.
"Maybe I will" you said in a false snarky tone.
"Is that a yes?" Jewels raised an eyebrow at you.
You pretended to pounder the idea for a moment, tapping your finger lightly against your bottom lip before saying, in what you hope sounded bored.
"Well I did have a meeting on quantum molecular structure but who has time for simple physics when there's bullets to be fired?"
Jewels just stared at you for a moment in utter shock,
"You've defiantly been spending too much time with Sherlock. Do you even have any idea what you're taking about?"
"That obviously?" You asked teasingly, before continuing in a mock serious tone, "Nope. None. No clue"
Jewels let out a low chuckle. A smirk sketched its self along your face at the sound as you gave a low chuckle in return. Your eyes locked for a split second and then suddenly you both burst into hysterics, tears threatening at the edge of your vision as your whole body shook from the force of your laughter.
Once you had both calmed down and the laughter had subsided: which took awhile since every time you made eye contact it would start of another round of ruckus laughter, Jewels spoke up,
"This Saturday, my house, 0700 hours."
You shook your head in humour as you and Jewels started heading towards the classroom door.
"Yes sir, Captain Jewels sir" you said as you opened the door for Jewels, giving her a mock salute.
She smirked at you as she waked past only to turn her head back towards you,
"Oh and by the way, Jewels isn't my real name." Her voice casual as she spoke.
You were shocked for a minute before stating to think that she couldn't be serious, when she continued.
"It a nickname my mum used to call me when I was little."
"What's your real name then?" You asked in an astonished voice.
"Ah," Jewels whispered as she turned and started walking away, "that is something I'll never tell"
It was nearly the end of lunch when your phone started ringing. When you answered you where greeted by a voice you would know anywhere,
"West side gate, five minutes." The voice stated before abruptly hanging up.
Oh well looked like you wouldn't be going to your violin lessons after all.
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Okay guys the waits finally over! Know it's short hope you guys enjoyed it! :)
The reason it's short is because I have two ideas for how I want this meeting to end up, but I can't decide which to use so this is where you guys come in!
I don't want to tell you what happens in either idea because where would be the fun in that? So instead we are gonna play a little game of roulette.
I want you guys to comment, privet message, post on my message board or whatever you want, either RED or BLACK and at the end of two weeks I will tally up and start writing which ever idea wins!
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