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G U N S H O T S

I FELT A DROP of sweat run down my forehead As I did one more Pull-up. My loud music Blasting into my ears. I let go of the bar, my feet slamming to the wooden floors. I Quickly grabbed a pair of clothes, making my way to the shower. I Jumped into the warm
Water, counting my minutes. I know if I stay for to long my water bill will be high.

After about five minutes I Got out. I Dried myself with a towel and Slipped on the clothes. They Weren't Fancy clothes. They were just black Jeans And a Black T-shirt.

I Jogged to my back door, Stepping into my boots and Leaving my small house, Making my way to the place Despise. I Felt A cold breeze hit my body as I left my house. You can already feel Fall coming. It's not Exactly my favorite season. I Have bad Memories in the fall. Hell, I Have bad memories every season. Today Is a Gloomy day. The clouds are grey. The Wind is hard Making the trees Swing around. It's definitely gonna Rain.

I Spotted the bus stop, Walking closer to it. I Felt a cold drop of water hit my cheek Then Multiple Drops of cold water hitting my body. I Jogged to the bus, Handing the driver two dollars then Taking a Seat. I Glanced around, Studying people sneakily. There was a Creepy man sitting across Me, Burning Holes into the woman next to me. An old woman was sat Next to him. She was sleeping With a bit of drool Creeping its way out of her mouth. I Cringed, Meeting eyes with a blonde girl Who is staring Hungrily at me.

She was wearing A Cut shirt that went over her Belly button and jean Booty shorts. I Cringed once Again, Trying to focus on something else. A Guy about the same age as me was Staring at her, Licking his lips. My cringe Grew. I Turned to the window and Watched as the little Drops of rain Chase each other. This reminds me of my mom. When It would rain She would set up a little Tent inside the house and We would Eat popcorn while we watch Finding Nemo.

I miss her.

She was the only person who made me Happy. On my dark and Gloomy days, She would Light it up with her Smile. I Miss her so Goddamn Much. If I Can go back in time I Would Get inside that car. I'd rather take my life than her life being taken away. She had a dream. Unlike me she actually had a plan.

My mom always said that age is just a number, don't ever give up on your dreams. She would motivate me to things I didn't want to do. Like the time I was scared to join football. I didn't want to get hurt but she pushed me and I liked it. Well, until I was fifteen. I almost broke my Ankle And with that, I Chipped my front tooth. It isn't a bad Chip, Actually you can Barely See it.

A Small sigh escaped My mouth as i felt a lump form in my throat just from the thought of her. I Closed my eyes But opened them when I Heard the bus stop. I Glanced at the door to see a Group of wet teenagers Stumbling inside the bus. Some sat in the seat Across from me. Some sat in the seat next to me and Some stood standing. "Andrew Is gonna get it" One of the boys chuckled.

"Yeah, I've been patiently Waiting for tomorrow." Another boy smirked. "He deserves it, Little Fag" He mumbled at the last part. I Blocked them out once I Saw them flirting with the girls that came in. But one guy caught my attention. He Started flirting and Touching one of the girls but she Slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me" She mumbled "What are you gonna do about it Princess?" He asked, fake pouting in a teasing way "I'll have to go Jackie chan on your ass" A girl besides her Said. "What? She can't defend herself?"

"I Can if i want to" The girl Quietly said, almost a whisper. "Yeah, Alright but I Can still beat you up so Watch what You're Saying" He warns. Mostly saying to the girl besides the one he was just flirting with. He simply moved on to different Girl. Flirting and touching her but only this time she let him.

I Rested my head in my hands as I Placed my elbows on my knees. I just want to get this day over with.

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I Stepped into school, Water dripping from my hair, clothes sticking to my body from the Rain. I Walked to my locker Only to have eyes Locking to me. I glared at the ones I Caught But ignored some. When I made it to my locker, a group of girls approached me.

"Hey Mikey" Camilla came into view once I turned around. Her jet black hair was in a high pony tale with no strands sticking out. Her plump lips were dark red, making her pale skin stand out. And her Stomach was clearly showing from the cut top she was wearing.

She grinned, Staring at my figure. "Don't call me that." I Said, Looking deeply into her brown eyes. "Aw, but I like calling you Mikey" She pouted, Caressing my arm. I twitched my arm back. "My name is Michael, Not Mikey" My Brown eyes slightly glared at her.

"I'm calling you Mikey" She shrugged, stepping closer to me. "What are you doing for lunch today?" Her eyes focused on my arm as she touches it again. "None of your Business" I pushed her hand away and turned to my locker.

"I love the boys who play hard to get" I felt her warm breath on my neck. "I'm sick of the boys who throw themselves at me" She whispered in my ear. I snatched my bag out of my locker, slamming it shut them storming pass her. "I know you'll come back to me Mikey!" I heard her desperate voice shout from behind me.

I Ignored her and turned right making my to my First class.

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I snatched my books out of my locker until I heard a voice behind me. "Little Michael! You finally decided to come to school!"

I clenched my jaw at the familiar voice, Turning around. "Is little Michael Angry?" Martin Steps closer. I balled my fist, staring straight into his eyes. "What are you gonna do Michael?" He said threw gritted teeth. I never broke my stare. I crunched my eyebrows together, clenching my jaw so hard it hurt my teeth. "Nothing." He Lowly said, anger in his tone.

Before I can do anything, The annoying sound of the bell rang. Martin smirked, backing up And walking away. I glared at his back and slammed my locker Shut.

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"You don't even make an effort to listen?" Mrs. Carson Sighed in defeat, Hunching her shoulders. "Soy la Señorita lo siento. Carson Pero estoy Distraío por su belleza" A Random voice said.

"I can't understand Spanish, please translate" Mrs. Carson Placed her hands on her hips as she looked around. It was a few seconds before anyone answered. I knew what he said but I don't want to talk to anyone today. Hell, I don't want to talk to anyone ever again. "He said he's distracted by your Beauty" The girl next to me rolled her eyes as she replied. "I'm flattered but just because I'm young doesn't mean I'll have any funny business going on with any of my students" She Went back to Writing on the chalkboard.

The room suddenly filled with awkward silence. The only Noise I heard was the chalk Scraping against the board making me cringe. Quietness is something I'm used to. I don't have people around me to create noise.

The people I do know are either very annoying or Apart of a gang which I don't consider myself friends with. "You Se-" my teacher was interrupted by the sound of screams echoing throughout the halls along with loud Gunshots that roared so loud My eardrums almost popped. Everyone dropped to the floor, fear planted on their faces. Some girls screamed but stopped once Mrs. Carson told them to shush.

A loud laugh echoed in the hallways, footsteps coming with it. "You thought you would get away that easy?" The voice sounded familiar. "Well Guess what? I'm here to finish the job you started!. Now I have the gun!" He yelled. The sound of two gunshots hit my ears. I flinched each time but stood under the desk.

"I wonder where you are" loud but slow Footsteps echoed once again in the long hallways. "Am I getting warm?" The voice was close, to close. "Cold?" The footsteps stopped.

"I'm giving you five seconds to come out. If you run out of time, POW! We blow off this young lady's head. You know who you are."

I knew who this was. I knew he was talking to me but I can't go out there.

"5"

"4"

"3"

I quickly get up, rushing out the door to see Alexander standing in the middle of the hallway. His back facing me, A pistol in his right hand, hanging loosely by his side. Two other guys about the same age as me stood besides him with guns in their hands.

They didn't realize I was there as they kept on counting down.

I took this chance to run. I quickly spin on my heel, almost tripping but managed to steady myself. A loud squeak came from my boots but I sprinted down the hall. "He's over there!" I heard Alexander's voice behind me but not to close. Soon enough, bullets start flying pass me. I quickly turn left, Focusing on the exit as it slowly gets closer.

Gunshots are still heard behind which makes me jump to the side. "Michael!, it's my turn to mess you up!" A slight sound of amusement ran threw his voice. I'm slowly walking To the exit, trying not to make any noise. "You thought you could hide" His voice was right behind me. I Paused for a split second but started sprinting towards the exit.

Before I could even reach the door, I was Tackled to the tile floor. Alexander Swung at my cheek making a loud grunt escape my mouth. I Grabbed onto his neck, Rolling on top of him. He Tries to punch me again but I dodge and swing at his Lip. Even if he had a gun in his hands I could still beat him up. We were the same height which doesn't help at all.

I swung at his eye then cheeks and nose. He groaned, Grabbing my neck and squeezing it. I pulled his hands away easily. My punches were so hard. So hard they made my knuckles purple.

Alexander suddenly got the strength and rolled over so he's in top of me. He Grabs the gun that fell on the floor from the tackle and points it to my head.

He glared at me, Furrowing his eyebrows. Blood was dripping from his lip and nose. His cheeks were already swollen. His right eye was slightly turning red. "Shoot me." I stared into his eyes. His grip on the gun got tighter as more anger filled his Brown eyes.

He stared at me deathly.

He sighed, moving the gun away from my head. "My little sister goes to this school. I'm not letting her see this but I swear I'm going to kill you." He said threw gritted teeth. "Next time I see you I will bring my whole gang and we'll kill you painfully" His glare never left his face as he got off of me. I got up, Balling my fist and knitting my eyebrows together. I glared at him, clenching my jaw.

He turned around and made a quick turn in the hallway.

Sirens were heard in the distance. I wiped my bloody nose, Walking out of school and slamming the door behind me. Anger Builds up, My nose still bleeding. I didn't feel anything. I didn't even know he punched my nose.

Word count- 2074
I ended it weird but oh well lol.

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