Armed

Unexpected Event

Mom woke me up, and I got dressed. Bacon and eggs for breakfast! Yum! As I walked to the bus stop Braden waved and asked if I did the homework. Ryan's eyes widenned.
"There was homework?!" Ryan asked, panic in his voice.
"Duh. Didn't you hear Mrs. Banks?" I asked, waiting for him to freak out.
"Yeah!...No! I don't know! I guess if forgot." He said sadly. "Mrs. Banks is going to hate me... forgetting homework on the first day."
"You'll be fine" Braden said.
The bus arrived, and everyone got in. This time everyone was excited for school. Everyone except for me.
"Good morning, class. I excpect everyone did there homework, right?" Mrs. Banks asked happily.
Just as Ryan was about to raise his hand, a large crash could be heard from tthe office. Crash. Shouts. Screams. Gunshots.
"Is everyone all right?" Mrs. Banks asked. Before anyone could answer, the classroom door burst open, and two large men carrying guns started shouting, and demanding everyone get under the desks. Braden, Ryan, and I both looked at eachother. We knew we weren't going to get out of this school alive, unless we fought. By looking at eachother we began making our plan, as if we could communicate my staring at eachhother.
Braden, being the smallest, crawled under his desk. Ryan and I did too, but when we look at Braden he was gone. We glanced back at the men, and saw Braden sneaking out the door. Before he leapt out, he shut off the clasroom lights so we would have a good chance escaping as well. I dashed past the men, pushing them in the process. One of them fell over, and Ryan jumped on his stomach as he ran out. The other guard didn't do anything, probably because he was too suprised.
We all met in the janitor's closet. Straining our ears, we heard them awaken from their startled slumber.
"Get them! We can't afford any snitches reporting to the police!!" One of them said.
I put my pointer finger over my mouth, telling them to be quiet. The room bacame stuffy, most likely because we all were panting heavily. Braden began growing restless. His foot hit the broken mop, and it landed with a thud. Gulp!