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~Hardcore Band Geek
High School War
We waited for what felt like hours, With bated breathe. I peered through the locker doors to see the criminals leave. I let out a sigh of relief. I opened the door of the locker and jumped out.
"Wait what are you doing?" Jason called out nervously.
"It's all clear!" I shouted, I could hear the students sigh with relief and emerge from their hiding spots one by one. All acounted for.
"Mrs. Winston. I'm going to go see Mr. Hall" I told her a few minutes later.
"Please be careful!" She exclaimed,still a little jumpy.
"I got that taken care of" I said. I walked over to my locker. I hesitated but pulled the dagger out. I forgot to clean it of my blood. I turned around.
"Where did you get that?!" Mrs. Wisnton and Daniel exclaimed in unision. I laughed but turned serious at the looks on their faces.
"The day I was injured. This is the knife that cut my arm." I said, holding it up. The light travled up the knife to the point. I saw a few students shiver.
"Why would you keep that?" Jason asked, I faced him.
"I didn't intend to at first. I was pinned to the wall by my jacket sleeve. I ripped it out of the wall and kind of ran away with it" I said sheepishly. Danny held his forehead in his hand.
"I'm going to take it with me...For protection" i said, I walked to the hallway door.
"Okay, be careful" Mrs. Wintson called out. I thanked her, and watched the metal door swing close slowly. Once the door fell in place. I faced the door i was to enter. I grabbed the metal door knob, and slowly turned it. I walked into the dim passage,
I slipped my dagger into my belt loop and marched on. I made my way to the center of the passage, to the map. After mapping my route I set off once more. I made my way to a door that had
In nice lettering...
Hmm... I can see where this would be helpful and bad at the same time...
I knocked on the door.
"Come in" A voice called out. I opened the door and walked in.
"You should be a little more cautious about whom you bid welcome into your office" I advised him.
"Ah Miss Ashlyn, What do I owe this delight?" He asked, gesturing for me to sit. I sat down infront of his desk.
"I came to tell you some news." I informed him,
"Go on" He urged, leaning forward. Worried. I took a deep breathe, and continued on.
"I'm from the Band class right now. This was a little after you sent your message out... The gang broke into the Band room" I took a breathe, Mr. Hall seemed startled.
"We all hid in time. They didn't find us, but in their frustration, one of them shot our ceiling five times." I continued, Mr. Hall looked like he was wondering something, so i stopped. Allowing him to ask a question
"Why?" He asked, confused. Holding his chin in his hand. I leaned forward in my chair and continued on,
"Cause he was trying to find us. He was trying to make us scream, to locate us. I guess we where so scared we didn't... Then they left" I finished the report.
"Well Thank you Ashlyn for telling me. I'll go and personally tell all of the teachers to be extra careful" Mr. Hall said standing up. He led me to the door and opened it. His gaze dropped.
"Where did you get that?" He asked, pointing at my knife. I smiled sheepishly.
"Oh yeah... I was attacked a few days ago and I kind of ran away with the knife. Oh well!" I proceeded to leave,
"But" He called out, I turned around and smiled at my principal.
"Have a good day sir" I left, the door swinging shut. I walked back to the Band room, my arms swinging at my sides. I made my to the sturdy door that read "Band Room" I knocked on it, and waited.
"Oh hey your back" A guy:Brian. One of the Sophmores from band greeted me.
"Yeah I'm back" I said and walked in. I saw students hustling about with tools and wood in their hands.
"What's going on?" I asked Brian.
"We are trying to fix the window to get a feeling of security and so the guys can't just break in again" Brian explained, trying to keep upbeat. I laughed and he excused himself. I saw some girls trying to use a hammer and nails. I winced at their attempts. The girl was barely holding it, and not right at all. Her hands where postioned where she would hit herself
"I'll go help them" I said to myself.
Don't want anymore injuries...
"Guys! Stop. You're doing it wrong!" I exclaimed, fast walking over to them, The girls faced me confused.
"Like this" I took the hammer and place dit in her hand right and hit the nail without hitting herself. I gave her thumbs up.
"Thank you!" The girls thanked me, I bid them welcome and left.
"Hey want to show me the right way?" jason asked in a teasing voice. I laughed and helped him, he hit the hammer like an expert.
"Great job! You get a gold star!" I exclaimed, like a kindergarden teacher. I placed an imaginary gold star on his shirt. He laughed and did a celeabratory dance. I lauged til my sides hurt.
"Okay Ash, Breathe. In...Out...In...Out" Jason said, helping me stay standing, I did as told and helped finish the repairs of the window.
"Well that was certainly...Traumatizing," I said awkwardly, Jason nodded.
"Agreed...I bet you a couple of people will wake up screaming in the dead of night" Jason told me, I nodded.
"Agreed" I repeated back to him, he smiled and chuckled.
We all went to bed that night...
I was startled by a sound... I sat up from where i laid. i looked around. Nervous. I slowly got up. Once i was on my feet, a crash made me scream... The thing was... No one around me had stirred, even when I screamed. Curious i walked over to Danny. I kicked my twin, nothing. I walked over to Jason and nudged him. Nothing.
"What the heck?" I asked aloud, bewildered.
"Hello" A voice said. I screamed and whirled around... It was him
"You! What re you doing here!?" I cried out, I held my right arm in a protective instinct. I noticed, my gauze was gone. My scar very noticeable in the moonlight. The man chuckled. My breathing came out shallow.
"Why, I came back for my knife" He said devilish-like. I froze, my hand coming to rest on the blade at my hip. I gripped the hilt tightly.
"Aw. Is someone scared...This will be fun" The man said darkly, taking another knife out of his hip sheath.
I tried running, a stupid mistake. The man grabbed me by my shirt and threw me against the floor. i groaned when i collided with the floor. I was pulled to my knees.
"This is what you get for messing with us" The man growled. I saw in the mirror on the wall at my height for some reason. I saw him flip the dagger in his hand so the blade tip faced the ceiling.
"Good Dreams" He snickered, with a flick of his wrist the knife flew in the air, and struck me in the back...
I woke up with a start. Tears streaming down my face. A shiver ran down the spine at the sight of my blade at my side. I shook it off and tried to stay quiet. I looked over at my brother's silhouette. I moved to get closer to him, but movement stopped me.
I looked up at the doorway. A piece of paper slid under the doorway. I got up, shaking. I walked over to the door and picked up the letter. The moon light flooding from the windows gave me enough reading light to understand what i was reading...
I know my knife got you, blood was
left on the wall and ground after you fled.
We saw how badly you bled and how
deep the wound was from my knife. My aim
was a little off,
I was aiming for your heart...
"Oh my gosh..."