Over and Out

Author's Note:

The video goes with the story. Lol it took me forever to make. Enjoy :)

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Teddy: Saturday, 7:30AM

   Breathe in. Breathe out. 

     Don't you just hate it when you always seem to have something with you but the moment that you absolutely, positively need it, it's nowhere in sight. Well, this is one of those moments. Normally I carry my inhaler in my out of date, bully target, pink fanny pack but after climbing through this window it's MIA. My arms ache as I pull my self through the window and fall flat on my face. I really need to work on my upper body strength, I should work on my lower body strength too, to be honest there is no part of my physique that I don't need to work on. 

     Why am I climbing through the first floor window of school? I had no other way to get in. Why do I need to get in? If I don't, then I will inevitably end up going to some off the map boarding school, with a chimpanzee named Gregory for a roommate. Isn't that ridiculous? Really, who names a chimpanzee Gregory? Will I get in to trouble for doing this? Only if I get caught. Is it worth it? Yes.

     I ask myself questions like this all the time. It keeps me focused and um when you have no one to talk to you kind of get used to talking to yourself. I'm not crazy though. Really I'm not. 

     It seems that I have landed in the nurses office. I am very familiar with this room, seeing that I have spent a good chunk of my high school career here, getting treated for a variety of minor and usually embarrassing injuries. My goal was the storage office located on the third floor, which means I have to get a move on. 

    My hands are trembling as I open the door nervously. The anxiety is building and I haven't even done it yet. I can do this, I have to do this, I need to this.

     Breathe in. Breathe out. 

Maya : Saturday, 7:50 AM

     Everyone has that one bad trait that... well... stands out more than their other bad traits. Mine was my forgetfulness, my memory sucked. It was truly horrible. Don't get me wrong, I don't suffer from amnesia or anything like that. It's just that things slip my mind most of the time. Which is why I was spending Saturday morning walking to school to retrieve my biology textbook from my locker. What fun.

     Was school even open this early on a Saturday? Hopefully it was or else I was out of luck. My heart dropped when I rounded the corner and faced Piedmont High. This school was new, like top of the line and running quite a bill since they usually kept all the lights and air conditioners on. The fact that the school was not only dark but the door was closed too was not a good sign. Making my way to the door I knew what to expect but that didn't stop me from groaning and banging furiously at the door when it wouldn't open. What am I supposed to do know, my exam is in two days. I am beyond screwed!

     Finally giving up I turned to walk back towards my house, my head hung in defeat. Out of the corner of my eye I saw one of the back doors to the school creaked open. I made my way there slowly and peered in through this unlikely entrance. It was dark and a little eerie inside which made me second guess my plan. Initially, I was hoping that one of the staff members would let me in but since that didn't seem likely I had two new options here. I could go through this entrance to the second floor of the school where my locker was and get my things. I would be in and out in five minutes tops. On the other hand I could walk home, have a restless night worrying about the exam and then fail the next day. 

     It seemed like a great plan at the time, simply because I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Sage and River: Saturday, 7:37AM

     River lazily stomped on his cigarette as he waited for Sage to finish one of her rants. 

     "I can't believe that they would subject us to such cruel and unusual work. They totally can't justify it by saying that the frogs are dead because they're the ones killing them for this stupid assignment! People really need to start caring about things you know." 

     Her face was pink as she finished her tirade, River thought she looked best when she was all worked up. She looked fierce and fierce was sexy.

     "I know babe, I know" he drawled. He wasn't exactly high, just mellow, his favorite state of mind. 

     Sage's eyes searched the school's exterior until they landed on the door River and her had carefully set up for their task the night before. They had been planning this for several days and she was very excited to finally put it into action. Sage's motivation for this risky plan was her dedication to animal rights and River was well River.

     They made their way into the school and headed for the science lab on the third floor. River lit another cigarette the smoke instantly filling his lungs and putting him back in his happy place. Sage considered joining suit but decided this was not the time to get high. Not when lives where at stake.  Sage took a deep breath and glanced at her wristband for one last push.

     The stairs to the second floor was directly in front of them. They glanced at each other, her eyes intense and alert, his eyes glazed and calm. "You ready to like stick it to the man and stuff?" he asked her. She grinned in response. 

     It was go time. 

Holden: Saturday, 7:05AM

     I look at Piedmont High for what I hope will be the last time. Today is the day. I can feel it in me very bones. It's even bringing out my inner pirate. I always kind of knew this was coming, the point where you don't see a purpose in your life anymore and you just feel kind of lost. I would rather be angry, I'm good at being angry I have control over angry. Right now I'm numb but emotions will soon catch up.

Scanning the area I take in all the scenery and the memories that come with them. 

     The football field, freshman year back when things were exciting and I had a "very bright future ahead of me", yeah well someone must have turned off the lights. 

     The parking lot, the place where my buddies and I used to hang before school, smoking, laughing and doing the usual stupid things teenage boys do. 

The flag pole, the setting of my first prank in this school also known as my claim to fame.

The oak tree, the beginning of the end. It's not a place I like to visit.

Here we are, the back entrance meant only for custodial staff members. How will I ever get in? Why with this key of course. I leaf through the chain of keys until I find the rusty silver one that will serve as my entrance to this establishment. The key slides in easily and after some shoving the door finally agrees to let me in. 

I am now in the janitors closet, and it is stacked with all the equipment I will need today. 

Let the games begin.