Jennie Imagines (GxG)

this is not a drill 1/2

A/n: Hello ! Another update after a thousand years.

This part is a heavy storyline consisting of a school shooting. I've tried my best to write as realistic as possible because school shootings are still a common tragedy today. Many lives have been taken and robbed of because of the lenient gun regulations and these numbers will continue to climb if we don't do anything about it.

I'm not in any way trying to romanticize this sensitive topic. The romantic part of this story is only written to help readers understand the mourning, shock, and other emotions the characters may feel.

Hopefully my writing could help spread the word of restricting gun laws by demonstrating to the readers what can happen during a mass shooting and the horrible aftermath.

If this story offends anyone in any way, don't hesitate to tell me if i need to correct a certain scene or if i need to take this story down. Again, this storyline is only out to help spread the misuse of fire arms, not influence.

Word Count: 2156

Thrill
ANGST

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It was a bright thursday afternoon. The sun burned down mercilessly and not even a spect of white clouds showed themselves. There was a wind but so faint it only whistled the tree lines.

You were almost done with the day. Everyone was in their last block, so excited to leave school and find themselves snuggled up in their beds at home. But you however didn't want to leave.

You loved school- well not school. You loved the students in school. You never really got the chance to go hang-out with friends, since your parents were quite protective of you. In fact, they still permitted you to write their number on your arm when you would go to a fair ground, but you didn't mind.

A good student with no records of trouble was the image you held. You'd turn your work in and got decent grades like a few Bs or Cs- or maybe even an A if you're lucky. You've caused some trouble, but only enough to get yelled at and not written down for. Just a little dip in the water.

You've always tried to befriend everyone. Not an approach and befriend, but an inconvenience and befriend. You were well-known around but not popular. Being on everyone's good side and pass high school was all you wanted.
Simple right?

Your girlfriend on the other hand, well lets just say opposites attract. Jennie loved school too. Only thing is, her parents don't care about her hanging out with friends. If she told her parents about dealing with junkies, the story still wouldn't change.
They don't care.

Good grades but a bad reputation was the image she held. If you thought her being the smartest person in all her classes could change her violent nature, well damn you are wrong.

If people got on her bad side for a reasonable cause, she wouldn't be afraid to start something up. Maybe spread a truthy rumor or land fists but that was all. All you could do was smile at the progress she's made from what she used to do.

Before she got together with you, she used to pick on some people. Bully is the right word but you'd rather use "pick". She would push people into lockers for no reason. Body shame, slam desks, and start major fights almost every week.

Jennie was not a good person- not before she met you at least. When Jennie confessed to you, you didn't hesitate to reject her right away. Troubled kids weren't your crowd and you did not want to be mixed up in a story with them.

Even after your rejection, she still attempted to get with you. Jennie was down on her knees for you -you still don't know why- to the point where she did some self reflections on herself.