I was broken/I was choking/I was lost/This song saved my life/I was bleeding/Stopped believing/Could have died/This song saved my life~ Simple Plan, This Song Saved My Life
Matthew's POV
The raging inferno was coming closer. Oh, my GOD! Fire! I was frozen in shock for a few seconds, before leaping up to run. Got to warn them! Got to escape! Thank God that they're all at level one! What caused this fire? Oh damn it, faster, man! I slammed a hand onto the fire alarm button, causing it to ring. "FIRE!" I roared out at the top of my voice, letting the desperate scream echo off the walls of the building.
I half-slid down the steps and landed at level two, listening to the PA bark out orders through the microphone. Where is 9R and 8L? Are they safe? And where's Emily and Arthur and Jeremy and Jenna and Amelia? Are they out of the building? I hate this chaos! "Calm down, everyone, just focus on getting out of the building!" I yelled in a futile attempt to placate the kids freaking out around me.
All our stuff... destroyed! I sighed sadly, whiffing the smoky smell billowing out of the classroom. Then, I stiffened in realisation. My laptop! And my wallet! And Sarah's bracelet that I left on my table! Sarah had given me a black rubber band that I treasured dearly, due to our earlier closeness. And it would be burnt! Oh, damn it all, I'm getting it! I steeled myself and bolted down the corridor, towards the Staff Room...
Emily's POV
Where is 9R? Are they out? WHAT THE HELL IS MATTHEW DOING?! I gaped in shock as I saw my colleague dart into the Staff Room. My mind was awhirl with thoughts. He is MAD! He's going to die in there! But... he must have a valid reason for it. I'm sure he'll be fine... I brushed it aside and continued searching for my class. A feeling like a cold towel draped across my neck descended upon me. What if they're trapped?
I sped downstairs to the cafeteria. No sign of them. Where could they be? True, they could be outside already, but I have to find them! I pelted up the stairs, towards level seven. 9R goes up early frequently... What if they're up there? I choked on the thick smoke when I was around level six, thighs already burning due to my stupid lactic acid. No! I MUST find them! With that thought, I pushed on valiantly... But I was scared.
Scared that I would die.
Scared that 9R was gone.
Scared that this was futile.
Scared that every one of my loved ones in school were perished.
Scared, scared, scared. But I had to brush away the feelings and the fears, or I would have ran away... Thus I ran into the blazing, smoky corridor to find a missing class.
Victoria's POV (A/N: Happy now, jiaxuann_lee?)
Eleven of us were lagging behind the pack of frightened students streaming out of the school. Where is Mr Harper and Ms Emily? They're GONE! What if they're... Dead? No, they can't be, they're too smart to put themselves in danger. Right? RIGHT??? I let my tensed up shoulders relax and I patted my pocket, thankful that I had the foresight to bring my handphone and wallet down. Olivia and Jessica were still scanning the corridors in hope of spotting our missing teachers.
Suddenly, Charis tapped me on the shoulder and hissed quietly in my ear, "Look at Mr Steinfield! Up on level four!" Evidently, she had already told most of the others and we stood there, shellshocked at our irritating principal (that was unfit to be one, if I may add) running through the burning hallway...
Alexander's POV (A/N: Surprise~ Grr I hate him.)
My school was BURNING. I need to get out! Ugh! Stupid smoke. Someone was holding me up! How dare this person! Out of my way! I scowled and shoved her aside. "Get out of my way!" I shouted, swinging myself into the stairwell and running down the steps. Stupid idiot, blocking my way, I'm an important figure in this school! If I die in this inconvenient fire, I bet Silver Creek High is going to utterly flop. I've done too many good things for the pupils.
Natalie (A)'s POV
We watched with bated breaths as our ridiculous principal pushed someone away in his haste to run. Who's that? OH MY GOD! That's... Ms Alastair! I stifled a screech as we saw her fall, flailing, into the flames... "MS ALASTAIR!" Elizabetha screamed. The kind teacher was dead. Engulfed in flames. Gone forever. True, she didn't teach us, but we all knew her. NO! Stupid, murdering, idiotic PRINCIPAL! You should have been the one dead.
We all were muted as the others swarmed around us, blissfully unaware that an innocent life had been ended. "She's dead," one of the boys stated quietly. Obviously! You insensitive moron! I'm being irrational now... Mr Harper appeared at the end of the corridor, running towards us. "Children! What are you doing here! Go!" he yelled, voice frantic, pushing all of us towards the back gate. "Mr Harper, where's Ms Emily?" Olivia asked. "She's okay, I think, now get out!" he answered vaguely.
Emily's POV
I battled the thick haze, coughing and wheezing heavily. They aren't here... They're already outside, I guess. Oh, my throat hurts so badly... And it's so hot here. So hot... I can't see a thing! I have to turn back. I need to run. I dropped onto my stomach and wriggled awkwardly in the general direction of the stairs. Where is the dratted staircase? Argh, my eyes are watering. They're way too itchy... I coughed once more, my voice a course rasp.
The smoke was definitely not helping. I was virtually blinded, guided only by my sense of touch. A faint breeze blew the worst of the fog away, allowing me to see the vague outline of the EXIT sign. I'm almost there! Come on, Emily, just a little longer! Don't pass out, you can survive! Then, my inner voice HAD to come out. Nope, you're dead already. Just sleep... You're half in the grave, Emily... You're better off dead...
My body complied to the persistent, sadistic whisper... Just as I didn't want it to. My lungs were already screaming for air... And my treacherous body promptly betrayed me and I fell into the arms of Hypnos. Or Hades. I wasn't so sure then...
A/N: Yay! Emily is MIA again~ *hides behind Impala* I know I killed off Jenna... I didn't want to and it really pained me to write :(

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Apples Don't Just Mean School [in process of rewriting]
RomanceEmily, a new teacher, is assigned to Silver Creek High - an average-seeming school in a quiet, sleepy town - where she meets Matthew, a colleague with multiple weird quirks. She's thrown into a rather uncontrollably mischievous class, 9R, and she so...