Noah down the stairs

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With an unloaded gun, I walk through the hallway on my way to the stairs. The gun comes with 2 mm bullets, which I have seen better. It's nice to have a better weapon except for a knife, even if that thing helped me over time. I'm almost in the canteen, just going down and then through the gate. I'll shoot that bastard's head off and everything is going to be normal again. I have to be careful with my steps, behind every corner can stand someone, I'm most alert for Noah-Levi. He is standing somewhere, but I don't know where. In the last corner, there are the stairs.

"Drop the gun!" There he already is, Noah-Levi, with a handgun and square glasses. I am not going to kill a person again, and even if I wanted to, by the time I loaded my gun, he already shot me.

"Drop the FRICKING gun!" Noah-Levi screams again.

"OK, OK. I drop the fucking gun." I say jokingly. I drop the gun, and it falls, Noah-Levi shoves it away. 

"Put your hands up," he says.

"I didn't shave!" I say with a big smile, I put my hands up.

"Now come down." He says. I slowly walk down, he craps my wrist and handcuffs me on the handrail. I sit down, so I don't have to bow all the time.

"I don't have time for this," I say to Noah-Levi.

"..."

"Christian promised you a lot of things, didn't he?

"..."

"But you know you are helping the wrong side, brave. Never expected you to murder."

"CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP!" he shouts "Bill is coming and I hope he is going to do bad things to you! Do you hear me?!" He picks up his Walkie-Talkie, "Noah-Levi to Jane, I have the girl. Over."

"HAHAHAHAHA! Let me tell you something, Noah-Levi Eugine Jhonson Wane, you and I aren't much different, you know?"

"What do you mean? You are beautiful and popular, and I am an unpopular Nerd. We have Nothing in common. Jane, Jane! answer me, over." Noah-Levi tries again.

"Don't try to call her again, she will not answer," I say calmly.

"What did you do?" he asks.

"I give you a riddle Noah-Levi. I know everything, about everyone, I carry weapons in my back, I have eaten my best friend her pet, I hang cameras in all of my classmates' houses, also yours, I killed your sweet little Jane, and I don't give a shit about any of this, what am I?"

Noah-Levi went silent for a second. "... a bloodthirsty psychopath..." He says silent. 

"And the reason we are not much different from one another is because we are different from everyone else. Or not, like I know. We hide the truth for ourselves, waiting for one day it just, disappear. You are not alone, Noah. So tell me."

He thought for a moment and then said; "You and your friends spread rumors about me all the time. I was done with it, so Bill gave me this opportunity."

"To shoot the school in pieces?" I ask.

"Well if you are a psychopath, aren't you supposed to do that?"

"If you are a Nerd, aren't you supposed to know the answer to that question?" I say. he looks away.

"Listen, nothing is going to be better if you do this, Christian is probably going to dump you by the police and book a flight to the Bahamas. There is still a way to fix this, to make the world see you as a hero."

"How? I already messed up. There is nothing more I can do than stick to the plan, I trust Christian!"

"It's not too late for people to change, even for me and my friends, and the only thing you need to do is unlock these handcuffs."

He holds the key in his hands "Are you going to tell Ashley that I'm a hero?" he asks. "Of course, I will, and unlock the handcuffs.

The safety on Jane's gun has gone stuck inside and will cost over 700 dollars to fix. That means it is not easy for a high school girl like me to repair. I'm dependent on my knife again. I wonder why the police are still not coming in. It is only the gate and then I'm finally in the canteen.


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