Only The Young Can Save Us

Roses Are Red And So Are The Walls

    "Another day, another class without you," Folklore sighed
"I don't know why we never have classes together," Speak Now TV said
"At least graduation is next year," Folklore said
"True, but then it's college." Speak Now TV said unhappy
"Mom said we get paid by being successful" Folklore told her
"Oh that's easy." Speak Now said

A couple hours later (it wont let me make it bold)

   "Dude i wish i was in a class with-" Midnights cut herself off after the class heard a screeching noise.
"We are going into lockdown!" a speaker blared
"Ok class it's just a drill i'm sure so please go under your desks as i lock the doors and cover the windows." the teacher said

   With Lover and 1989 TV

"Shit no classroom is near" Lover said
"There is no way this is a drill follow me and just whisper." 1989 TV quietly said
"Why in the bathroom?" Lover asked
"Because it's the closest thing and i have my bag and what i need." 1989 TV whispered
1989 pulled a piece of paper and double sided tape
"Okay what the fuck are you on something?" Lover asked scared
"Nope i'm saving our lives." 1989 TV said
She turned around the paper and showed it to lover "OUT OF ORDER" it said on it
"Smart but your handwriting better look like our janitor's. And why did you not follow the drill that tells us to go to the nearest classroom?" Lover asked
"Because I am 100% sure the shooter has been through the same exact drill." 1989 TV said "And hiding under a desk is so obvious it's funny."

    Gunshots started like crazy in the school Lover  had tears streaming down her face. Was she going to die? Was 1989 TV's idea that good? She was going to find out by living or being shot. All she knew and saw was that it was not a drill and she and 1989 TV were standing on a toilet. Lover closed her eyes and she jumped at someone touching her. She opened her eyes and 1989 TV was hugging her, arms over her head. Was she protecting her? If she lived and 1989 TV didn't, she would hate herself for the rest of her life. She knew that

   Folklore was crying, none of her friends were in her classroom, she was scared, she heard the screams of what sounded like little kids. She knew the shooter was in the 7th grade classroom. She realized the shooter wants the younger ones to die more. She wanted to scream, she really did. But her screaming would attract the shooter. She was under a desk, crying, sweating, and she had thoughts of her being alone, the only era alive, would it only be Debut Fearless Speak Now Red 1989 and... her? She had more tears stream down her face thinking of Evermore, her own sister, shot.

   1989 TV's finger ran straight to her mouth. The shooter was in that same bathroom they were in. She chose the family stall, the stall most people would hide in. She saw the shooter's feet. Her arms raced on Lover's head and she shut her eyes. "Damn it! The only family stall that is out of order during a shooting!" She heard running, she knew the shooter was out of the bathroom. Just incase she quietly took her arms off of Lover and held her hands. Lover looked up. Her face stained with tears. "We did it!" she whispered. "Just still be quiet incase he comes back" she said Lover smiled. Her answer to her question was.. It was smart.. very... very... smart

    The start of lockdown- Evermore's POV -

   "Fuck this shit i'm hiding under the futon." Her ELA class had a futon in it. Her slender body went under the futon. She wore black leggings and a black sweatshirt, she wanted to match with reputation. She put her hood up and turned facing the wall. She remembered she had black socks so she took her shoes off and curled up so she was the perfect size. She hoped it would work. She heard gunshots and cries, she heard a quiet cry behind her, was it the shooter?! Was he mocking Evermore before she got shot?! Arms wrapped around her, she was terrified until... she saw red nail polish with a black snake and the opposite on her nails. It was rep! Evermore and rep have been dating for a while. "Listen i hate romantic shit like this but i want you to know i love you and if anyone is getting shot  it's me." Rep said.

     -Everyone's POV-

" Lockdown completed the shooter is out of the school. We did lose a lot of people though. Because of this you can be dismissed to go home because we need to repair things. Thank You and Goodbye." The speaker screeched again.
"Hey meet me at my fav room. I may sound happy on text but tears are coming down at 9282827738272 mph. Xo: Tortured" The eras looked at their phones and ran.