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He strokes his girlfriend’s cotton candy pink hair. The only sound in the van is that of a wrist watch slowly ticking, whispering the seconds they have left. The popping sound of Cherry popping her gum begins to annoy him. He grabs hold of her hair tightly, wrenching her head back.

"Stop. Popping. Your gum." He says sternly, his eyes cold. She slowly takes the gum out sticking it to an old receipt. Smiling she leans over giving him a passionate kiss.

"Loosen up babe. It’s gonna be a clean grab." She smirks twirling her odd color hair in between her blue polished fingers. The nose ring in her left nostril glimmering with excitement. A faint ringing noise comes from the man’s pocket. Looking at it he motions for Cherry and the others to stay quiet.

"Hello?" He answers raising the volume on the phone. "Uh, yes sir. We are about to make entry... Yes sir I will be sure we make it out before then...Got it sir. Okay, bye." He flips the phone shut, shoving it in his pocket once again. Cherry guides her hand to his bicep, rubbing gently.

"What did he say?" She asks a bit curious. No one has ever seen the man behind it all. The ‘mad’ scientist that is so intrigued by the boy. He once witnessed this boy perform this ability on a cat he had just ran over. All he could remember was his shining blonde hair. Ever since that day he has been obsessed in finding him. Knowing that the boy was a senior now and that his parents were rich, he told them to head for Willshire Academy.

"He said not to harm the boy. And to make it fast as possible." He retorts looking back in the rear view mirror.

"How will we know it’s him sir?" A young voice pipes up from the back seat.

"We find a friend or girlfriend and shoot them, then we wait." He snarls cracking his knuckles as his timer goes off, yelling that it’s ten o’clock. "Time to go!" He announces on the radio, putting the dusty green van into drive. Pulling up to the iron gates he waits for the guard to come on. Cherry pops another piece of gum into her mouth.

"Yes sir, welcome! How may I help you.?" Ron asks, a cheerful tone in his voice.

"Yes, we are here for lawn service...Mr. Peddler call us." He says taking on a Spanish accent. A brief moment of silence makes everyone bite their lip.

"Okay come on in!" He exclaims as the gates beep open. Driving up he lets Cherry out at the security guards post. A muffled shot is barely audible, then the sound of a body slumping to the floor. Cherry hops back in the passenger seat, smacking on her gum with a wide smile. They pull up the drive way placing it in park.

"Alright, three teams on each class floor. Teachers try to be a hero, shoot them." He tells them, making sure his gun has bullets. Pressing the clip back in they rush into the building. Watching the three teams hurry up the stairs, he signals for one guy to take the other hallway while he and Cherry take the other. One by one he yells for them to come out to the hall. A shot rings out, screams from the students as they watch their teacher sink to the floor below, a pool of blood slowly surrounding his body.

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"Shit..." I say almost in a whisper. I run back to my dresser taking out my cell phone. Pressing the on button it vibrates quickly then the screen lights up, an introduction song plays silently. My hand starts to shake as I press 9111. Shit...Calm down. Breathing slower I try to press the number again. Putting it to my ear I walk cautiously to the door, making sure no one is coming up. Just as I peek out the door another face is there. I gasp, backing up a few steps as the girl enters shutting the door quickly, locking it. I’ve never seen her before, her calm hazel eyes jumping around the room, her reddish brown hair tied up in a messy bun. Shaking my head I realize the 911 operator is talking.

"Oh, yes ma’am. My name is Asa Henderson I’m a senior here at Willshire Academy. I heard shots coming from down stairs and a lot of screaming." I say in a quivering voice. The operator tells me to stay on the line with her and that people are on their way. Instead I hang up the phone, looking this new intruder over. I bite my lip, she is a lot prettier then Summer, which almost seems impossible.

"What are you staring at?" She questions as her eyebrow perks up. I clear my voice and shake my head, this girl taking my voice away and I just met her. "Are you okay?" She asks coming a bit closer, her mini skirt showing off her slender, tone thighs. The infamous white stalkings halting just below her knee. I notice my mouth is slightly open, closing it I look up at her, those eyes so entrancing.

"Uh, no...yeah I-I’m fine...Totally, I mean why wouldn’t I be." I stammer straightening myself up. She giggles and shakes her head sitting next to me, staring at the door.

"Well, because there are people shooting up the school." She says, entwining her arm around mine. Smirking I look at her.

"I’ll keep you safe." I say trying to sound tough. She looks at me and smiles.

"Really?" She inquires, I nod. "Yeah. Okay." She smirks, crossing her legs. I peer down at them, my face getting hot. Swallowing slowly, not fully understanding why I wouldn’t want to sleep with the hottest girl at school but I want to sleep with a complete stranger who is far more hotter. A quiet knock on the door takes me away from my contemplation. Standing I put my finger to my mouth telling her to be quiet, she nods slowly. Unlocking the door slowly I inch it open. Summer. She has tears in her eyes and is shaking slightly. Being the gentlemen that I am I pull her inside. Her back facing the other girl.

"Ace, I’m so sorry about earlier. I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me." She sobs, her hands holding mine. She looks so pitiful, it is heartbreaking. For some reason I got the sense she was just acting. "Please Asa. It is just I’ve liked you for so long, I just didn’t know how to say it. I mean I will admit that I didn’t want to say it because you were sort of a loser, but then you showed me the bad ass that you really are. My girls were so jealous when I said that you were mine. You see you are popular now. And it is only right for you to go out with the most popular girl here." She smiles, her thumb rubbing the top of my hand gently. I smile, it is hard to resist her when she smiles.

"You like me?" I ask, hoping she would say yes. But a part of me wants her to say no, thinking she just wants to use me for more popularity.

"Yes I like you, that was why I was trying to sleep with you." She smiles, her body coming closer to mine. Some of it didn’t make sense but I could care less. The most popular girl in school likes me and that is all that matters. The new girl clears her throat before we are about to kiss. Summer turns around, her expression changing.

"And who are you?" She says in snotty voice. One hand on her hip. The girl stands pressing her clothes tighter to her body. I look at them both, my thoughts unsure of who I really want. They were both so beautiful.

"My name is Melody, I just transferred here." She says stretching out a hand. Summer looks her over, an eyebrow popping up. She scoffs and turns. Melody slowly places her hand down back to her side, shaking her head. I watch as Summer comes closer.

"What the hell are you doing letting some newbie in here?" She asks, my ears getting annoyed by her stuck up attitude. Maybe that is why I didn’t want to sleep with her. I would just be another trophy hanging on her wall. I push her away.

"Summer what the hell is your problem? Didn’t you hear those shots down there? There is more to life then just everyone pleasing you. Now I know why I didn’t want to sleep with you. You have no personality, all you are is a stuck up little rich girl who thinks she can get everything she wants. Well...News flash. You ain’t gettin’ me." I shake my head putting my shirt on as I notice that I still didn’t have one on. Buttoning it I head for the door. "Now I’m going to help my friends, ya’ll should stay here until help arrives."

"I’m not staying here with her." Melody hisses as she walks over to me. I peer over at Summer whose expression is of shock as she sits on a bed. Sighing I lock the door behind us. Coming out into the hall I go over to the bannister, peering over I see students rushing down the staircase, men with guns following after them. Coming back over I grab Melody’s hand taking her to the elevator.

"Okay I think they are going to the cafeteria." I say taking in a deep breath, unsure of what I am going to do. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, pressing the down button I turn hearing them get closer. The elevator dings open and we hop inside, the footsteps now running. The door closes and we hear a sound of someone hitting the doors. Melody screams and I try to reassure her. Breathing fast I halt the elevator on the fourth floor. The doors open gently and I peer around, the halls empty, the lights out. Nodding I take her hand walking silently to one of the classrooms. Opening the door to the science room I shut it, locking it and pulling the shade down.

"We need to look for a weapon. Any kind of weapon." I say searching drawers. Melody begins looking, tears brimming her eyes. I walk over to her and take her hands, our eyes locking.

"It’s going to be okay. I won’t let nothing happen to you." I say, knowing that it probably isn’t true. She smiles anyway, my feelings wanting to kiss her. I turn away and begin looking again, a voice coming from down the hall. Gasping I grab her and duck behind the teacher’s desk. Radio static passing our door. The footsteps seem to disappear as we continue our search. Just then the door knob starts rattling, the voice telling whoever is on the other line that there is a door locked on the fourth floor. Shit...

Author's Note: Are ya'll enjoying this so far? Is there anything I should change? I'm trying to make the characters seem real, is it working? Anyways, tell me what you think of the story so far! Rate it up and comments (duh...) :D THANKS!