Jazzy's POV
Locker 294.... Ugh, where was it? I searched and searched the lockers until I saw it. Finally! I had been here for over an hour, locating all of my classes and my locker. All of my classes had been remotely close to each other, thankfully, but my locker had to be on the OTHER side of the school. Just my luck I had thought to myself when I glanced around me, just a natural habit of mine I guess, and saw a group of really muscular guys making their way through the before school morning crowd. They were in a weird circular type of formation, like they were protecting something. Or someone my subconscious noted. I went back to opening my locker, when I felt a gentle, but firm tap on my shoulder. I looked over my shoulder to see the muscly group of guys behind me. A group of girls had convened around us, trying to get a glimpse of what was in the middle, or a picture with their phones. Whatever or whoever was in the middle of the circle must be extremely popular. My thoughts were disrupted when the rest of my brain caught onto the fact that all of the dudes were looking at me expectantly. "Um, excuse me, could you please repeat what you said? I must've zoned out for a second." Dude #1 rolled his eyes at me and said in n exasperated tone,"Could you please move out of the way? Mr. Davis has to get his things out of his locker and then has to get to his first hour, which is all the way across the school." Hm, so it WAS a person. "Well, I'm sure this Mr. Davis person you speak of can wait 5 more minutes." Dude #1 pushed me againnst the locker and said forcefully with ice cold blue eyes "You WILL let Mr. Davis get to hs locker or else-" "Darrell," came a smooth voice from the middle." What kind of a gentleman use violence against a lady? Have you not ever listened to one of my many gentlemanly sermons? I mean really, come on now. You should never hurt a lady, even if that means you would get hurt yourself." Mr. Davis said. Suddenly, a weird low siren came on and everyone just scrambled. Well except for me, who didn't know what was going on. The siren had increased on noise and was now blaring. "JOSH COME ON" Darrell screamed. Josh just stood and stared at me in shock. He then took my hand and pushed Darrell down the other hall and started running. He pulled me into an empty, dark, and really creepy classroom. Being scared of the dark and loud noises, I naturally jumped and screamed when there was a loud banging on the door next to us. Josh pulled me close to him and whispered sweet nothings into my ear. His sweet, yet musky aroma floated into my nose, and instantly calmed my nerves. I relaxed and before I knew it, all of the lights had come on and it was silent. Too silent. Josh had to seemed to have also made this conclusion and timidly peeked his head out. Once he deemed it safe, he coaxed me out of the classroom with his gentle eyes and warm smile. As we were getting into our lockers( turns out his locker was locker #295) there was a LOUD scream and anguished wails of misery. Josh and I ran towards the scene and I nearly fainted. There was blood everywhere surrounding a body.
