Judgment Day [HOLD]

Chapter 2

Saturday, September 17th, 2011 Brooke's POV

I walked up to meet Jordan. He was 5' 7", had blue eyes, and long, straight, black hair. I had asked him earlier to help me make timers for bombs. I promised him I wasn't going to do anything stupid. "Hey," I said as I gave him a kiss.

"Hey," he said. "As your boyfriend, I have to make sure..."

I sighed. "I promise I won't do anything too stupid," I re-promised.

"Good," he said. Over the course of the next hour, we sat in a reserved spot outside and he taught me how to make timers. "I think you have it," he said. "Let's test one." He pulled out a pipe bomb and we put on the timer. We set it and ran. It went off just as we set it to. "Good job," he said as we ran back to see. We cleaned up and he kissed me goodbye. "I love you," Jordan said.

"I love you too," I said as I ran towards Aradia's car. When I sat down she asked," You got the timers?"

"Yeah," I answered as I pulled them out of my bag.

She smiled. "Good."

Thursday, October 6th, 2011: Aradia's POV

I looked up at the clock. It was 2:10 pm. Brooke and I were supposed to go meet someone after school. Just 15 more minutes I told myself as a wad of paper hit the back of my head. I stopped copying  my history notes and turned around. Stupid Jacob Fitch and his stupid best friend, Tyler Asa, and his stupid girlfriend, Emma Gemmet, were snickering. I should have figured. I flipped them off. Emma glared and Jacob stopped smirking. Tyler flipped me off back. I wadded up a piece of paper and threw it at Jacob, just to add to my pleasure of pissing them off. My aim sucked and I accidentally hit Emma in the face. She turned almost as red as my hair. "Mr. Hathers, Aradia threw a ball of paper at my face!" she yelled.

Mr. Hathers turned to me, "You threw a ball of paper at Emma?"

"No I didn't," I said.

"Yes she did," said Jacob as Tyler held up the ball.

"Office Miss Aber," Hathers said.

"But they threw one at me first" I said holding up the ball that hit me.

"She probably just made that herself," Tyler said.

"Office all of you," Hathers said.

"Why?" I said.

"For disrupting my class, lying," he said looking at me. "And throwing things."

We all stood up, grabbed our things, and walked out of the room. I looked at my watch. It was 2:15. As soon as we got down the hall, Jacob shoved me against the locker and Emma grabbed my hair. "You ever do anything to me or my girlfriend again, you'll fucking regret it," he spat.

"That thing is your girlfriend?" I asked.

"Bitch," Emma said as she hit my head against the locker. I hit it hard and slid down. Jacob kicked me in the stomach. They all walked towards the office. I waited for a few seconds, then got up and followed. To make a long story short, I got a detention for the next day while they got away with it. Jacob had football practice the next day, Tyler's basketball practice just started, and Emma had cheerleading. When I eventually got outside, Emma was bitching at Brooke. She shoved Brooke and I walked up and slapped her. "That's for Brooke," I said and I slapped her again. "That's for the detention I got."

I grabbed Brooke and we headed to my car. "We're meeting the guy behind the bowling alley." I told her. She nodded and I started the car.

Tuesday, October 11th, 2011: Aradia's POV

I shivered in the October chill. Brooke and I were going shooting in the woods. I stepped out of the donut shop that I worked in. Light snow fell and some got into my hair. I'm about 5'6" with red hair and hazel eyes. I walked to my car and drove to Brooke's house. I knocked on the door and Brooke's mom answered. "Hello honey," she said and invited me in. "Long time, no see."

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I've had a lot of schoolwork lately," I said.

"That's okay, school is important. Brooke will be down in a second. How have you been?" she said.

"Oh, cool and I've been okay, You?"

"I've been good."

"Cool."

Brooke's mom was really nice and it almost made me feel bad that we were doing this. Brooke came down and we headed out. When we got to the woods, I set up the camera on a tripod. "Welcome to another episode of 'What not to do on your free time,'" I said. "Today we will test fire our guns. Brooke, will you please."

"Gladly," she said as she walked to the car. She grabbed the shotguns, the handgun, and the TEC 9 with the shroud on it.  I sawed off the shotguns a few weeks ago when no one was home. I fired one of the shotguns once at a tree. "God damn, that hurt my hand." I said.

"Well, no shit, you never fired a shotgun before and you sawed it off to twenty-three inches," Brooke replied.

"Smartass," I muttered and I fired again. The recoil was something I would definitely have to learn to control. Brooke ran ahead and set up a watermelon. She ran back and I shot at it. I hit it and it blew. "Oh shit!" I screamed. I grabbed the camera  and ran up to the watermelon. Brooke caught up to mean and laughed. "Imagine that was someone's fucking head," she laughed.

"Ha, we won't have to imagine in seven months," I said.

I test fired my handgun on a bowling pin and another watermelon. Brooke test fired her shotgun on a bowling pin. She fired her TEC on a few trees. At the end, we held up our guns for the camera. "These are bad," Brooke laughed.

"Yes," I laughed. "Bad guns, bad."

I'm sorry about the stereotypical TEC 9, I just have a weird fascination for the gun.