Frightful Days

Game Day

Chapter One

As I stare at my phone waiting for my morning alarm to go off, I start dreading the people I'll have to talk to, and this day ahead of me.
A) There is a football game I have to cheer at tonight, and the fucking weather says it's supposed to snow. Fuck.
B) I hate people and the dumbasses I go to school with.
C) I hate everyone, yet I put on a fake smile and survive, because I'm a fucking human being, it's what we do.
Most people believe me to be cute and sweet, because I'm 4'11 and have a high pitched voice like a five year old, (My voice is so fucking terrible even I annoy myself.) I'm actually a bitch deep down. But in reality, everyone on this planet is a bitch, we're all just different levels of a bitch. Like, there's "you barely notice ima bitch because I just love mostly everything bitch", to "ima bitch, I know it, fucking deal with it or you'll get a bitch slap, bitch". But anyway, my level of bitchiness is so low, it's normal enough where I can hide.

So later after my alarm went off, I got ready for school and my cheer uniform on.
It's solid black with two red stripes down the sides and on the sleeved. On the chest it has my schools letter, BSH. Since it's Friday, there's a home football game tonight, and the cheerleaders wear their uniforms to school. What a party, I know. So after I examined myself in the mirror, I came to the same conclusion as usual, I'm so ugly even surgeries can't help. But every girl thinks she's ugly, so I guess it's normal.

Later my mom drove me too school, wished me luck at the game tonight, she couldn't show because of work. It doesn't matter anyway, I'll have many more games with it being my Sophomore year and all. But, when I entered the school, I got a vibe that wasn't normal. I mean, high school isn't normal in general, but everything just felt different.
My school has five sections, all split by hall ways with classrooms in the middle, all mainly sectioned off for grade. Usually each grade is in their general area, but everyone was talking to everyone. There's a large room and the middle of the school, and a slightly smaller room closed off my two doors next to it; the cafeteria. But for me, I just snuck past everyone and headed to my locker; I needed to get some binders to get ready for first period. The lockers are sectioned in between classrooms, so they are also in the hallways.
After I put my stuff away and head towards the main room, the commons we can call it, I ran in to Olivia, another cheerleader on the team. She's a freshman. "Spencer, have you heard." I stood kinda dumbfounded. This blond girl who's a foot taller than me, asked me if I knew anything. Huh, that new. "No, I haven't. Everything okay Liv?" She started twitching her hands, seemed very nervous, now I needed to know. "Just, there's a rumored school shooting today. People say they don't know who gonna start it, if it ever happens, and they don't know when. Spencer, what do I do?" Sadly at everything she said, I laughed. It made her look confused, probably bringing up forward some bitchiness.
"What's so funny?" She asked. "That is the most dumbass thing I have ever heard, and it's not even nine AM yet." I stared laughing again, probably not helping the situation. "Um, ya it is probably stupid." Olivia then walked away, seeming really irritated. But after everything she said, I started to get worried. It's probably not true, but there's always a small chance. Crazy.

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I had gone through four class periods, talking to all the people I know about the game tonight, I headed to the lunch room to meet up with my friends. I never eat, but we always meet there to talk and walk.
Once I approached the lunch room doors, I noticed not many people were in the room. Twenty people at most. Since I probably had time, I waited in line to get food.
It was an interesting group of people in line. Some Freshman, other sophomores including my friend Jacob, and I think some seniors. The person who I knew for a fact was a senior, was sulking in a corner.
"Hey Jacob, dumbass!" I yelled in front of me, because why not. He turned around and smiled.
"Nice to see you too Spencer, how's life?" I walked up a few places to be in line next to Jacob.
"Not bad you?"
"I mean it's life. You know what you're eating today?"
"Food. Actually maybe a salad."
"Great. I'll buy it for you." I smiled. I've had a crush on Jacob for the longest time, and I don't know, but I pray to God this is a sign. But moments can be signs for anything. One event can set of a chain reaction for many others, causing everything to rise, the climax; but everything then has to fall. The rising action this instance before the climax, was immediately the lights when out, and a loud banging noise sounded, showing the lunch doors were somehow locked shut.
"Jacob?" I whispered frightened. Before I could say anything he took my hand and walked away from me. With the rumor spreading around, we just got scared. It all makes sense soon.
When the lights get shut off in the cafeteria, one light glitches and blinks on and off. Standing underneath it was the senior. Her name is Rebecca. I talked to her sometimes, but not enough to be close. The only thing I knew about her, was she had a gun in her hand, and it was ready to shoot any second.
The people in the line started spreading, but they stopped when she pointed the gun at us. "You mother fucker, what the hell are you doing?!" A freshman yelled. I give her props; takes guts to yell at someone with a gun.
But that's when shit hit the fan, because Rebecca just started shooting.
"Down!" Yelled Jacob, we started ducking while he protected my head, and while we were trying to run for our lives. But all I could pay attention to were the screams. People were running everywhere. The doors were trying to be broken open, but no luck occurred. You could hear the people outside, trying to help, but no luck. Once Jacob and I found a corner, we just hid as well as we could, but we believed we would have no luck.
"Close your eyes, tune it out whatever you can!" Yelled Jacob. But all I could do was look. With tears rolling out of my eyes all I saw were classmates getting murdered; shot, and stabbed with the knifes she brought. It was like I was in hell. But soon everything stopped. The killing was done, but Jacob and I were hidden. The lights came back on, and the large killing soon came back to detail. I looked over at Jacob, and he was looking at Rebecca as well.
"I knew you guys would be here."
Silence. Before Rebecca started to cross the cafeteria to approach us, she removed a knife from a victim, cleaned it, then put it away.
"Now, this is not what you guys think. I am not some crazy murderer that kills for sport. I was actually told to do this. Someone wanted me to do this."
By now Rebecca was three feet infront of is and stopped walking to pull out her gun. Jacob grabbed my hand. We knew what was next.
"W-what do you w-want?" I asked crying.
"Freedom from the hell I'm trapped in." Before anything could be said and done, Rebecca used her last bullet to kill herself, causing her head to explode on Jacob and I. A few minutes after Rebecca's death the doors were finally shot open by the cops, and everything after that was a blur.