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    Lockdown


    It was a warm, sunny day in Willowbrook, Massachusetts. Everything was completely normal for a school-day in late April. That is, until sixth period when three gunshots start the longest day of these high school students' lives.



    Nahdia Lynn Ryder



    Nahdia wasn't popular. She never had been- although she was pretty, she had always been seen as a dork and a geek and a nerd, just because she liked video games and books and extra-credit assignments. She liked dancing, too, and dressing up and acting girly, but nobody ever paid attention to that.
    That day, in sixth period, the eleventh-grader had been sent on an errand by Mrs. Lile, the art teacher, and was almost to the main office when she heard the first gunshot. She froze, horrified, hoping she was just hearing things. Then the second came. And the third. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't do anything but stand there silently.


    Vistan froze in place. She was already blind in her right eye, barely 5'1 and 16... how the hell was she supposed to live. Navy blue eyes open wide in fear as she muttered quietly "E-everybody. W-we need to g-get down. O-out of sight." surely her voice wouldn't be heard past the door, she was much to quiet. Was she going to die today? Hopefully not.
    Of course next to come was going to be her anxiety attack, but that hadn't happened yet, she was simply frozen in her tracks, slowly moving down to her knees next to a wall where she wouldn't be seen if anyone came by the door "L-lock the d-door too!" she would stutter, it was obvious she wasn't quite the most calm at the moment.

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    Nahdia was still frozen. Oh my God. I'm going to die, she thought, and a fourth shot finally awoke her. Nahdia swore under her breath and dropped the large stack of papers she was carrying and turned around. She had never been much of a runner at all, but the adrenaline coursing through her veins carried her down the main hallway and halfway through the science corridor faster than she thought she could move.

    Arianna blue eyes shot open as she heard the first gunshot. She had just been at her locker getting a notebook, when it happened. The 14 year opd stood in stunned silence as they continued. She flattened her back against her locker in fear that whoever had the gun would come around the corner any second.

    Vi followed after her, skidding silently on the floor as she flung herself into what room? Only her first period science room.. which was quite empty. They must have been out to lunch. She was forcing herself to breath as black spots began making their way into her vision and she blinked them away. It was a good thing she kept her nails clipped, otherwise there would be a mind killing screech coming from the chalk board as she forced herself up.

    To shocked to cry or scream she began creeping towards the nearest door, which was her fifth period science class. Opening the door and entering she saw someone else was already in there. One of the juniors

    All of the doors around Nahdia were closed and locked. She couldn't stop swearing, trying to find somewhere safe to go. She couldn't turn around- she didn't know if the person with the gun was close behind her or not. The only thing in the direction she was going was the gymnasium. She took off again, trying to remember if it was girls' gym or boys' that was in class at the moment.

    At the front of the school, Ash Foster was one of the first to see the gun men. In all black and with light weight machine guns in their hands, he stopped in his tracks as he felt something enter into heris thigh. Looking down, the 16 year old boy's eyes widened as he saw a small hole and blood seeping through his clothes. Falling to the tile floor, he was glad he wasn't one to faint at pain or blood. Dragging himself slowly up against a locker, he took off his shirt and ripped it into strips, and began to create a tourniquet around the top of his thigh. Grunting, Ash stood, shaking, and limped around the corner into the main hallway.
    All the way down what seemed to be forever, he choked as she saw a girl.
    "Nahdia!" He yelped quietly, hoping she would hear him down the hallway as he slumped down on a locker.


    (I hope we just jump in, this took FOREVER aha)

    Right outside of the classroom beside the lockers was Vi, in the middle on an anxiety attack... though she wasn't sobbing it wouldn't be long before she was blacked out right there. Where was a dumbass boyfriend when you needed them? The jerk probably was outside smoking a cigarette that Vi would have been yelling at him for if she found out. For all she knew she could be dead right now, but she wasn't, she was still quite alive and she knew this as that gunshot made a horrid ringing noise from somewhere west.

    Nahdia stopped dead in her tracks. Praying it wasn't the gunman she heard yell her name, she turned around to see Ash Foster leaning against a locker, blood seeping through his clothes. "Oh my God. Ash!" They had never really spoken but she knew who he was. Nahdia sprinted over to him and grabbed his arm. "Come on, we have to find someplace safe."

    Arianna made her way to the science room door "in here!" She called to the older students her head peeking out slightly from the door. She realised in dread that her asthma inhaler was back at home. Her asthma was normally triggered by stress anger or being upset.

    The color returned to Nebula's face when she heard a girl calling to them from an open door. "Come on, Ash," she said, trying to help him all the way down the hall to the room. "You can do this."

    Nervously she held the door open her eyes wide. She was terrified, and she could only hope that she didnt have an asthma attack. This would be awful timing for it.

    Limping heavily in to the science room, Ash collapsed on the floor and leaned against the wall. His breath was deep and ragged as he clutched his blood covered thigh.
    Groaning, he banged his head against the wall.
    "This hurts like hell." he growled through clenched teeth.

    Nahdia fell with Ash. She swore under her breath again. "Do you think you can crawl? We have to get in that room. Come on. Please try."

    (I thought we were in the room, aha)


    Scowling, Ash's bare chest heaved as he breathed deeply. He used the remainder of his shirt, the part that wasn't included in the tourniquet, and bit down on it. He screamed into the fabric, the shirt muffling his sound.

    She searched around the science room for anything she could find as disinfectant. Finally she found rubbing alchohol and paper towel. "This is the best i can find..." She said trying not to wheeze. THE STRESS STARTINg to get to her

    OOC: Oh whoops. My bad. Forget that last reply haha.


    IC: "Ash, you need to be quiet. I know you're in a lot of pain, but you can't make a noise," Nahdia whispered.

    "We can used this as disinfectant..." She said quietly holding out the paper towel and rubbing alchohol. Its not ideal, but its the best we're gonna get in here. Still trying to keep herself from wheezing she leaned against the wall and sat down