--- she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor

[Cassie & Brett Hills]

B R E T T
do you know whats worth fighting for
when its not worth dying for

» IT WAS RATHER FRUSTERATING BEING ABLE TO HEAR THE clock and only the clock throughout the entire class period. History wasn't only my worst subject, but for me it failed in every way to keep my interest even for a minute. My eyes were glued to that clock, the one I stared at for the entire class period every day of this year. Although the class was still boring, the fact that after this class every day was the first time I got to see Skylar every day did no help, either. My heart nearly jumped at the soft buzz of my phone vibrating in my pocket, pulling it out and flipping it open to see of course, it was from Skylar. “Ten minutes left.” It read, a small smile spreading acrossed my lips only in excitement. I hit the reply button, only to space off, yet again about the only memory that replayed itself through my head day after day, seeming to never get old no matter how much it crossed my mind.

» ““DAMN HORSE,” I MUTTERED UNDER MY BREATH AS THE sight of the chestnut gelding ran from me, away to who knows where. Wellington Hills was definetly not my favorite place, nor would it ever be, or so I thought. But after a few minutes of walking around the barn and no success of finding a chestnut hanoverian, I gave up and went and sat near the pasture, which is where he took off on me from.

» “YOUR HORSE?” A SOFT, FEMININE VOICE SUDDENLY CAME from behind me as I spun around, only to see a girl, a rather attractive girl dragging Salute behind her with one of her own leadropes attached. I was taken by suprise, but I knew how to play it cool, even though I felt like an idiot anyway for letting my sisters horse run away. “Well, actually he's my sisters, but she's sick-” I cut myself off, clipping my own leadrope to Salute's halter while she unclipped hers. “I'm Brett, by the way.” As if I couldn't feel anymore awkward, I expected her, like any other girl to just fake a smile and walk away. Instead, she went along. “Skylar” And not even a second later I felt her soft, pink lips press against mine.”

And that's how it all started.

» I SNAPPED BACK, LOOKING BACK DOWN TO MY PHONE TO see that I still had the blank white space, waiting for a message to be written out. “I lov-” Everyone was disturbed as class was inturrupted by a few loud bangs in the hallway, seeming as to be only a room or two away followed by several screams. The class sat in silence, alert as an announcement came over the intercom, “ We are going into lockdown, for an intruder has entered the school with a gun. Students, please get under your desks as for teachers, please lock your doors and turn off the lights immediatly.” Just as they had said over the intercom, the students immediatly hid under the desks as the teacher headed towards the door, but unfortunetly only seconds late to lock it.

» “COWARDS, NOW ARE WE?” A MAN SUDDENLY PUSHED OPEN the door, knocking the teacher to the ground. The voice was suprisingly familiar, one I knew more than anyone else. It shot a pang of fear through me as I dared to look up the slightest bit at the figure, my eyes seeing exactly what I had expected. Mr. Fernnice, only the guy who happened to be one of my teachers at Dreamside, and who was obsessed with my girlfriend; therefore, he was extremely jealous of me. I wasn't awake to witness it, but according to Skylar he almost slit my throat once before.“Are you shitting me.” I ment to mutter, but it came out as more of a loud whisper, and as silent as the class was, it was heard as almost a scream. Suddenly the man turned around, catching my eye for only a second before I looked back down, but it was too late. “Why, Brett! Long time, no see!” I didn't dare say it out loud, but the entire time I was just thinking, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” And by now I was expecting to die anytime soon. If he didn't have a gun in his hand, I would have stood up and beat the living shit out of him. But now, I was terrified. “Please, leave me the fuck alone! And don't you dare touch Skylar.” There was a heavy amount of both fear and threat in my voice as I spoke. “Ha! Leave you alone, only when you're dead.” A chuckle came from him, and suddenly, BAM! It came to me like no other. I couldn't keep track of how many I heard, but there was at least a few loud bangs, and sudden excruciating pain in my leg, ribcage and neck. “Ah, fuck!” I screamed in pain, followed by other screams of fear coming from the rest of the class, along with a few other gun shots. By now I wasn't thinking about anything else, the pain was more heavy on me than anything. I clenched my fists and teeth together, trying to stand the pain, only to end in a failed attempt. “Help?!” I tried to scream, but the pain yet again overtook it and made it sound more hoarse and weak. My hand was laying over the spot in my ribcage where I had been shot, I slowly, but painfully lifted it infront of my blurred vision, only to see it was covered in blood, as of the rest of the floor around me. I tried to scream again, but it came out even worse than before. The only thing I wished for now, was not for me to live, but I wished that Skylar would be okay.

S T A T U S ;; finished !
W O R D S ;; nine hundred eighty !
T A G S ;; lyndsey !
N O T E S ;; WHOO ITS THREE IN THE MORNING !