Hi guys! I was kind of inspired by what's been happening in The Fosters, which is my second TV favorite show besides A&A. Damn I love Freeform :) with the whole lockdown storyline. Not was it dignified and handled correctly, but I related to it because back in May, some mentally ill man in his 50's who supported Trump I think but I don't give a rat's ass about his political views considering he threatened my school with a bomb and we had to stay in classrooms and evacuate the school and plus you all have been itching for Austin to ask Ally to be his girlfriend and I decided to have a little twist. Everyone loves a twist, am I right? OK, I'm now going to stop shooting my mouth off and twittering, and I'm going to tell the story.

ALLY:

I was teaching my third period eighth graders today, giving them a vocabulary lesson. I wrote twenty words on the board and their definitions. After finishing, I said,

"OK, class, take out your comp books and start copying down these words and their definitions."

Today my third period eighth graders were being suprisingly compliant with me. Safe to say, not all my students treated me like a doormat. Many of them were very respectful and mature, turned in their homework on time, showed up to class on time, did the work and did well on tests. I took out a container of pasta salad and cheese and a bottle of strawberry watermelon sparkling water. I allowed my students to eat in class, just as long as they cleaned up after themselves because not only was it common courtesy but we also had problems with rodents and cockroaches and the custodian, Mr. Arthur, complained about having to clean up their poop because they pooped in certain places.

I didn't blame him. I was kind of a squeamish person, so waste and blood made me uncomfortable. I allowed drinking (not soda and certainly not alcohol) and I allowed gum just as long as I didn't see it. Because like I said, I hated people blowing bubbles with their gum, it was one of the rudest things ever. I heard the principal, Kira's dad Mr. Starr (but I called him by his first name, James, and I called every teacher by their first name), say in his thick african american accent,

"Teacher security alert! A mentally unstable and hostile individual has threatened campus with a firearm."

(And yes, Jimmy is the principal, if you're wondering)

This was certainly an issue to take seriously. I stood up, and ran to my windows as if there were a hurricane coming- I closed them and the blinds, locked the door, turned off the lights and I told my students,

"Someone threatened the school with a gun! All of you, silence your cell phones, sit at your desks, and don't make a peep!"

My students surprisingly obeyed me. I hadn't been this scared since my dad had a heart attack and had to go to the hospital. I silenced my phone. My students were all sitting in a U-shape, and lots of their arms were clasped around the knees. One of my students, her name was Aleena Caldwell, she had started crying.

I felt sorry for her, but I knew I couldn't move or make a sound. She just leaned on the shoulder of her boyfriend, Jason Cohen. He put his arm around her and kissed her temple. I could hear him whisper,

"What's wrong, Leena?"

Aleena wiped her brown eyes that had her tears flowing down like a leaky faucet.

"Jason, I'm scared. What if we get hurt? Or what if I lose you?"

He whispered,

"Shh, babe, it's OK. We're safe in here. And Ms. Dawson is keeping us safe."

Aleena whispered,

"I know, I'm probably acting stupid, it's just I'm worried because my dad, or the guy who got my mom pregnant with me, used a gun and when my mom was pregnant with me, he constantly threatened her with it, he drinks and apparently he's now on the sex offender registry."

"Is that why she won't let you meet him?"

"Yeah."

She sunk into his hug. I went over to my desk and I checked the attendance record. Everyone was here. Who the hell could be threatening my job with a gun? Brooke perhaps, because she was mad at me that Austin liked me and because I "accused" the crazy bitch of being on drugs.

She couldn't have acquired a gun- or at least, I didn't think she could have. Another one my students, her name was Bianca Rodriguez, whispered to me,

"Ms. Dawson, who's doing this?"

I whispered to her,

"I don't know, Bianca, but we can't leave this classroom until Mr. Starr gives us the greenlight."

"I'm scared."

"Me too."

I saw Bianca go over to Aleena and hug her tightly. I was just glad she was feeling better. The rest of the class was just sitting still that I know that they were supposed to do that considering we were under lockdown but still it felt like I was in a horror movie. Another one of my students, his name was Nickolas (he went by "Nick") Saunders suggested,

"Hey, why don't we play telephone?"

I whispered,

"Nickolas, now's not a good time. Maybe after Mr. King gives us the signal."

He sighed.

"OK, fine. Just trying to light the mood and trying to have some fun while Mr. Starr keeps us locked in here."

I whispered,

"He's keeping us locked in here for our own safety. Someone threatened our school with a weapon."

We had been sitting there for an hour and Mr. Starr said over the PA,

"The police have been called. Teachers and students, you must leave so that the police can evacuate the school."

I turned the lights back on, opened the window blinds and unlocked the door. My students picked up their bags and headed out the door. I found Jimmy waiting by the door and Kira was with him.

"I'll bring you home, sweetie."

"Thanks, Dad."

Kira tightly embraced me and I embraced Jimmy, too. Kira asked me,

"Are you OK, Ally?"

I said,

"I- I guess, are you guys OK?"

Kira said,

"Yeah."

Jimmy seemed concerned.

"We should all go home. The police have to search campus for the culprit and it's not safe to be on campus right now."

Kira said,

"Good idea."

We left campus and I just went home and laid on my bed. I picked up my phone to call Diana, my boss at Starbucks. She said in her southern dialect,

"Hello?"

I said,

"Hi, Diana. It's Ally. Can I take a personal day off?"

Diana said,

"Sure, peaches. What happened?"

I said,

"Well, I'm a teacher at Kinloch Park middle school, and today someone threatened my school with a firearm. I just need some time to recover."

She sounded very concerned.

"My darling, I'm so sorry! Of course, take as long as you need off."

"Thanks. I'll let you get back to work, now."

I hope you guys liked that chapter! I'm going on a field trip to a medical school (I'm very interested in the health field) on a college campus! I can't wait!