Trouble

Goodbye... Forever....

"Hey girly!" Kelly greets me. I force a smile onto my face, hoping it doesn't look fake. "Hey!" I say in an overly cheery voice. She raises her eyebrow. "You okay?" she laughs. I nod swiftly, the check the time on my phone. "I have to go, sorry." I say, then turn and walk briskly away. I glance down at my phone and run into someone. "Oh shit, sorry." I hear a male voice say, causing me to look up. There I see who would become my future guy best friend. "Nah, that was my fault. I'm Addison." I smile at him. "I'm Jeremiah." he smiles back, awkwardly adjusting the collar on his shirt. He is around 5'7, with short brown hair, a cute smile, and chestnut brown eyes. I see his eyes taking all my 5'4 stature, short lavender colored hair, and grey eyes. He glances at his schedule that he grips very tightly in one hand. "Need help finding a room?" I ask, cocking my eyebrow. He nods sheepishly and I hold my hand out for his schedule. "You have O'Neill? Careful, he's an ass." I inform him. He nods. "I'm actually headed that way right now, want me to show you where it is?" I ask. "That would be awesome, if its not out of your way of course.." he replies. "Nah, leggo." I say, motioning for him to follow me. "Okay." he replies happily. He follows me, chattering happily away. I block him out, nodding every once in a while and listening for noises. The hallway is empty and I hear another set of footsteps besides ours and I stop him, putting a finger to his lips to shush him, then drag him into an empty classroom. "Stay here." I tell him, knowing those footsteps weren't a teacher or another student. My hand flies to my pistol as I step out into the hallway. "Now now Skai, lets not be hasty. Take your hand off of your gun." Jake smirks, holding a gun of his own. "What the fuck are you doing here Jake? How did you find out where I go to school?" I ask, keeping my hand on my gun. "Don't make me pull this trigger. You know I won't hesitate either." he smirks, cocking the gun. I pull out my pistol, aiming it at him as he takes a large step towards me. I cock my gun as he positions his finger over the trigger and mimes pulling it. "Put the fucking gun down Jake, or I will shoot." I warn. A small smile grows on his face as he pulls the trigger. I duck as the bullet whizzes over my head. "Okay, you asked for it." I tell him as I pull the trigger. "Both of you put the guns down. NOW!" Jesse yells. "Ah, Jesse, nice of you to join the party." Jake smirks, turning towards Jesse with his gun. I drop mine and lunge for him, knocking it out of his hand and onto the floor.  "You gonna kill me?" Jake smirks. "Like you almost did to me all of those times?" she pauses, pretending to think.  "Yes." she glares at him, picking up his gun. "Go for it, babe." he smirks. "Don't call me babe." she growls, cocking the gun and aiming it at him. "I'll call you whatever I want you dumb bitch. I still own you." he replies in a low voice. "YOU DON'T FUCKING OWN ME!" Jesse screams as she fires the gun, hitting him squarely in the middle of his forehead. He falls to the ground, creating a pool of blood beneath his head. Jesse lowers the gun and walks over to him, leaning down near his body. "You don't own me.." she says quietly to his body. "What was that? Addison, are you okay? I heard a gunsh- Fuuuuuuuuuck.." Jeremiah stops midsentence, popping his head out of the room I stuck him in and seeing Jake's body. Jesse pops her head up, narrowing her eyes at him. I walk quickly over to him. "Get back in that room before you are lying next to that body on the floor. And don't speak a word of this to ANYONE or I won't hesitate to kill you. I like you and all, but we can't have this getting out." I say to him. He nods, his eyes wide as he steps backwards into the room and closes the door behind him. I let out a sharp laugh, then turn to Jesse. "Now, what are we going to do about... This?" I raise my eyebrow at Jesse and motion to the body. "I'll handle it." she replies quietly, glancing at Jake's body one last time...