Can't Catch a Break (TW)

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TW- School Shooting

A/N- this one comes with a trigger warning. This is a very serious and sensitive topic. A topic that causes students fear everyday. I was thinking about last school year and remembered when 2 students were fighting and banging each other against the lockers. Everyone thought it was gunshots. Everyone in my classroom stopped talking and my heart dropped. It is sad that that was everyones first thought. That we all went from joking around to dead silent thinking we were about to be killed. In my elementary school we also lived with that fear, there was a hunting club right next to us. I'm thankful I've only had to live with the fear and not experienced it, but that has never stopped the scenarios from developing in my head. And I'm sure every other kid understands it, unfortunately. 

Maysons POV:

Me and Kristy were in our second block working on our History project, we're halfway through sophomore year.

"Alexander Hamilton is not from America." I told her. 

"Then where?" 

"An island in the Caribbean." I replied. "I'm making you watch Hamilton when we get home." I added. She rolled her eyes.

'Bang'

'Bang'

My heat stopped, I felt my stomach stop. Me and Kristy looked at each other. The room was silent.

"Was that--?" I began to say.

"Attention students and staff. This is a code red emergency lockdown. Locks, lights, out of sight. I repeat this is a code red emergency lockdown. Locks, lights, out of sight." Rang over the intercom. Everyone ran to the wall next to the door. Our teacher was turning off the lights and blocked the window on the door. Everyone was crying.

MayMay❤️:   Text me when this is over. I love you.

My dumb blonde❤️‍🔥❤️:   You better text me. I love you.

Thomas-Brewers

Sister🙄:  We're in lockdown. There were gunshots.

Birther:  Are you guys okay as of right now?

Samy:  I'm at an off-campus class

Mays:  Me and Kris are in the History. I think the shots were in our building. 

Birther: Text me as soon as it's over. I love you.

Sister🙄: Love you

Mays:   Love you

I had been picking at my skin, I was having an anxiety attack, a silent one. We heard the footsteps get closer, we heard the jiggling of doorknobs, the guy saying 

"Police! Open the door!" Eventually he got to our door.

 MayMay❤️: He's at our door.

Jiggle, knocking. Everyone was dead silent, no one dared to move. Me and Kristy had our arms wrapped around each other, comforting each other.

"Police! Open the door!" 

My dumb blonde❤️‍🔥❤️:   Breathe. I love you. They've evacuated everyone else. It'll be okay.

A metal water bottle fell. 

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