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-Chapter 11: Quinn-

April 29, 2024
Empty Hallway
Quinn's POV

I quickly walked down the empty hallway, I should try to find a classroom. A classroom that kids would be in. Down this hallway was, the theater area, computer classroom, and art room. I was quickly coming up to one of the first classrooms. The Computer Classroom.

Mrs. Wood was the computer teacher. I had her my sophomore year. The nicest lady I have ever met in high school. Kind, caring, compassionate, she always puts her students first. But what if shes dead and the shooter is in there with the door closed? I waited for a moment thinking. It was a risk that I was going to have to take.

I slowly knocked on the door. Making myself clear in front of the window, for her to make sure Who i was saying I was, actually it, and not the shooter.

"Mrs. Wood?" I paused. "Its Quinn. I was in your class my sophomore year."

There was no answer. "Uh," I was trying to think of how she would remember me. I thought back to Sophomore year, I made a few 3-D items, always had an A in her class. Always helped students out. Oh! I made something that was 3-D then painted it in art class. I hated it but she loved it so I told her she can have it and she always had it on her desk.

"In my Sophomore year, I always helped students out. I made a few 3-D items, one that I created was a flower and painted it in art class. I showed you it and I said that I hated it. But you loved it." I paused to take a breath, "I told you that you can have it and you have had it on your desks for years, anytime I popped in to say Hello, you had it on your desk."

I waited a few moments before there was shuffling, like someone was moving something, soon a face came into view as someone pulled back the curtain on the window. Mrs. Wood.

She gasped before letting the curtain fall. There were a few clicks and a turn as the door opened and I was pulled inside into a hug. "Thank god."

We pulled back from the hug, I looked around to see 3 students in here. It was a small group. Mrs. Wood went and locked the door and put in the door stopper. "Here help me put these desks back." Mrs. Wood said.

We went over and pushed the desks back before we went by the corner and whispered to each other. "What are you doing here?" Mrs Wood asked. "Shouldn't you be in your classroom, where it is safe?"

"I wasn't in class when this started, I was at senior celebration when the shooter started firing." I explained. "I came down the hall wanting to get people out, and trying to find my sister."

"You should have gotten out when you had the chance, Quinn, That's something for us to worry about, how to get our students out of here. You could have died, if the shooter was down this hall they could have seen you. You could have gotten shot."

"That's a risk I'm going to have to take." I said. "I want to get people out of here, I want to find my sister." I said and sighed.

There was a moment of silence. "Is that why you're here to try and get us out?"

I nodded "Yes and I need to get the other people down this hall out of here, or try to. I need to find my sister, Phoebe."

Mrs. Wood looked down for a minute. Thinking maybe. Then she looked back up. "Then what is our plan?"

We started to come up with a quick plan. Just to go down the hall and use the exit there. The group of 3 students stood up and got to the door. Another student and I started moving the desks back from the door. Mrs. Wood unlocked the door and unlocked the door stopper. She opened the door and peaked out.

She went to the side as the 3 students went out and started walking towards the exit. I got out and started going the other way before Mrs. Wood grabbed my hand. "Good luck." She says